At this moment, Cui Yimo didn't know that his days of suffering had just begun.

finally coaxed, tricked, pulled, and half-hugged Su Xiaocan, got the person home, and put the person on the sofa.

It may have been tossing for a while, Su Xiaocan was also tired at this time, and he was a lot more honest, so he lay on the sofa and fell asleep.

Cui Yimo covered her with a small blanket, washed herself, and saw that Su Xiaocan didn't move on the sofa, so she breathed a sigh of relief and went to the kitchen to cook some digestible meals and decanting soup.

Everyone else is a girlfriend taking care of a drunk boyfriend, and to them, it's the other way around, the boyfriend takes care of a drunk girlfriend.

As far as Su Xiaocan's small amount of alcohol is concerned, in the future, no one around will be watching, she is drunk alone, so noisy, what should I do?

This is the first time I saw Su Xiaocan drunk, and Cui Yimo has already begun to foresee his future sad life.

Su Xiaocan slept for two or three hours.

Cui Yimo saw that it was too late, and was afraid that Su Xiaocan would not eat anything and would be hungry at night, so he woke people up.

Su Xiaocan shook his dizzy, swollen and aching head, and was reluctantly sat at the dining table by Cui Yimo.

Afraid that Su Xiaocan hadn't woken up yet, Cui Yimo sat next to Su Xiaocan and could take care of her at any time.

Su Xiaocan drank two sips of decanting soup, but the wine didn't wake up, but his stomach woke up first.

"Wow" and spit on Cui Yimo on the spot.

Well, a good meal, no one is in the mood to eat.

Cui Yimo didn't care about cleaning up the restaurant, so she wiped the dirty things on the two of them first, disgusted with the smell on her body, and took off her pajamas directly, leaving only a white vest and gauze wrapped around her body.

Su Xiaocan hadn't changed her clothes when she came back, she was wearing a little thick, Cui Yimo directly took off her outermost sweater, revealing the close-fitting warm clothes inside, the clothes were close to the body, and the young body drew a beautiful arc.

Cui Yimo suddenly felt that the temperature in the room was a little high.

picked up Su Xiaocan and sent her to the bedroom, knowing that Su Xiaocan loved to be clean, and was afraid that she would wake up in a bad mood the next day, he helped her rinse her mouth in the bathroom, put the person on the bed, and wiped her face, hands and feet with a warm wet towel.

Only then did he stuff the person into the quilt and cover her with the quilt.

When he was about to get up, he found that his wide white vest was held in Su Xiaocan's hand by Su Xiaocan, and he raised his hand to break her hand with a smile.

unexpectedly woke up Su Xiaocan, who was about to fall asleep, and Xingyan Shao hung down with little energy, and against the light, he saw clearly who the person sitting next to his bed was.

Su Xiaocan muttered half-drunk and half-conscious: "I want to hug! I want a good night kiss!"

Cui Yimo laughed, shook his head, looked at Su Xiaocan, who was pouting like a child, tenderly, lowered his head and kissed him slowly.

Cui Yimo was still thinking, well, yes, it's the smell of mouthwash, it seems that Xiaocan doesn't have to worry about the unacceptable smell of wine tomorrow morning.

Su Xiaocan stretched out his arm, wrapped his arms around Cui Yimo's neck, deepened the kiss, and kept stretching out his little tongue to tease the other tongue that glanced at the toy, and his hand also stretched out from his neck, one reached between his hair, and the other passed through the thin white vest, rubbing back and forth on the wide and strong back, even if there was still a little gauze, but the heat between the skin and the skin was still heating up.

Sometimes, inadvertent actions can lead to unimaginable consequences, especially when adding a lot of sparks to the dry pyre, which can set you on fire!

The two protagonists now experience this novelty firsthand.

Both of them just felt that it was very hot right now, and they wanted more contact to cool down. But whether it is in the hands, or on the body, or even in the heart, there is a fiery feeling everywhere, and the more you desire, the hotter it is.

The rapid breathing of the two almost burned each other, but the next second they were unwilling to look for each other's breath, entangled again, as if the sweetest thing in the world was there.

I don't know when, the quilt between the two is gone, the white vest on Cui Yimo's body is gone, Su Xiaocan's underwear strap is untied at some point, and the close-fitting warm clothes are pushed to the waist, and there is a "murderer" hidden in it, which is raging and violent......

Where has Su Xiaocan experienced this, his originally confused head is even more like paste, and it has become an ornament, and he only knows that he can bear this sudden joy by instinct.

Su Xiaocan's body writhed, wanting to climb the "big tree" in front of her, but unfortunately, the drunkenness and stimulation made her unable to use her whole body, and she said in a similar whisper: "Ah! Yimo, it's so hot!"

This moan sounded in Cui Yimo's ears like thunder, awakening most of his reason at once, barely raising his head, looking at the person under him who was full of spring and delicate as hibiscus, his hand subconsciously pinched twice, and the warmth and softness in his palm made him look down.

He only felt that the blood in his whole body was rushing down his body, and he felt like he was about to burst, and the urge to vent was rampaging through his body, and it was almost breaking through the reason that he was most proud of.

Before Cui Yimo lost control, he turned over suddenly, rolled off the bed, fell on the floor in embarrassment, looked down at himself, his upper body was only covered with gauze, I don't know when, the zipper of the pants had been opened, and the half-retreated pants revealed the military underwear inside, which was now stuffed full, as if a fierce beast was about to rush out immediately.

Cui Yimo groaned in annoyance, tilted his head to look at Su Xiaocan, who was half-asleep and half-awake in disheveled clothes on the bed, and was still muttering: "Yimo, it's so cold! Where are you?"

Cui Yimo took a deep breath several times before suppressing the fire in his heart, got up to help Su Xiaocan, who was already asleep, tidy up his clothes, and in a sober state, his hand touched the warm and smooth white skin like mutton fat again, whether it was visual or tactile, it made people feel incomparable stimulation again.

But this kind of stimulation is like a shadow, every detail is deeply engraved in his mind, in his body, no matter where he escapes, no matter how he refuses, it is in the next second, filling the entire brain and occupying all his thoughts.

By the time he helped Su Xiaocan cover the quilt, his whole body was already soaked with sweat, and his whole body was too concerned and too nervous, and when he got up, his legs were soreness for a moment, as if he had fought a tragic battle, but he still lost very badly.

Cui Yimo escaped from Su Xiaocan's room in embarrassment, obviously went downstairs, separated from Su Xiaocan by several walls, but Su Xiaocan's breathing and muttering echoed in his ears all the time, shouting "Yimo, Yimo" over and over again......