Chapter 187: The Wine Rises

Zhao Dazhuang was happy, he talked a lot, took the wine glass, drank two glasses with Shi Yang's father first, and then held the glass, across the table, to salute Shi Yang. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Shi Yang hurriedly took off his disposable gloves and filled his cup with wine, and when he touched the cup, the rim of the cup was lower than that of Zhao Dazhuang.

Zhao Dazhuang was a little drunk, and his voice became louder and louder: "Yangyang, you have a good future, you have a big future, and the future will definitely be better than the current development." ”

Zhao Dazhuang turned his head and patted Shi Yang's father on the shoulder, like his own brother, and praised: "Old Shi! You're a good boy to have such a good son! What a blessing! ”

Shi Yang's father was overjoyed by the praise, and he was polite: "How can you say it so well!" ”

Zhao Dazhuang seemed to show off his son, and praised Shiyang: "Why is it gone!" With our appearance and ability, we are handsome and rich, and we will not be able to marry a movie star in the future! ”

Zhao Dazhuang said happily and asked Zhao Meimei: "Meimei, I'm sorry?" Is your brother handsome? Do I have to find you a beautiful sister-in-law? ”

The people around were unaware, and the elders were greeting each other loudly and chatting warmly.

Only Zhao Meimei was silent, lowered her head and pursed the corners of her mouth, desperately picking her fingers under the table, holding back and not speaking。。。。。。 I also find a movie star to be my daughter-in-law, and if you continue to talk about it, you can wait for your daughter to become a nun.

Zhao Meimei chewed the shrimp meat with neat white teeth, her hands under the table, and twisted the thinnest and tender parts of Shiyang's thighs as if venting her anger.

Shi Yang was drinking with the two fathers with a wine glass, and she pinched it like this, so she couldn't squirt out a sip of wine in her mouth.

On the other hand, the strength of the wine was strong, and the senses were infinitely amplified by the stimulation of alcohol, and all the emotions in his heart came to him in an instant, climbing Shi Yangzuo to drink wine cup after cup, talking.

Shi Yang could only stiffen his scalp and let Zhao Meimei rub him below, pinch him, and slowly became soft, and his swollen pants were propped up, and the branches were hot.

Shi Yang's buttocks were stared at as if he was being stared at by mosquitoes, he couldn't sit still in the chair, and he had to support himself from time to time, and he had to echo Zhao Dazhuang from time to time to say a few words.

Shi Yang's mother and Liu Xiu'e thought the room was too stuffy, so they went out together to breathe, leaving the men to get together and talk about the heartfelt words after drinking.

Everyone's mouths are spicy and blood-red, two pots of hemp are small, not enough to eat, and three pots are asked one after another, and the air conditioning in the private room in the summer is enough, but so spicy and drinking, in the end, there is still a sweat.

After Shi Yang entered the society, he continued to socialize on weekdays, and the amount of alcohol had already been honed, and he couldn't easily get him, but the current situation was special, Zhao Meimei was a stupid girl who was angry and had no sense of proportion, and she pinched Shi Yang's whole body to heat, and everyone watched Shi Yang look like he was soaking in a red wine pool, and the skin from his face to his neck slowly turned red.

Shi Yang leaned back in the chair, between his eyebrows with the intention of wine, his heart burned and lazy, he drank hot, he unbuttoned his shirt casually, revealing a large piece of pink chest and muscles, his black eyes were stained with wine, his expression was deep and long, his chin was clean, and his handsome appearance was simply too handsome and attractive.

In a short period of time, there were several waitresses back and forth, and no one was embarrassed to look at Shi Yang directly when they served the food and wine, they were all shy and timidly sneaking in their eyes, jumping around and withdrawing with a heart floating.

Shi Yang didn't notice that his current male sex hormones were leaking wildly, he was panicked by Zhao Meimei's flirtatious roasting from top to bottom, so he could only pour wine and suppress the fire, but the pressure became more and more vigorous, and he was about to explode.

Shi Yang poured a sip of wine, he really couldn't stand it, the string in his brain that remained awake trembled twice, he changed to holding the wine glass in his left hand, and his right hand drilled under the table, it was completely a scab on the brain, and it was controlled from below, as soon as he grasped Zhao Meimei's hand on the edge of the table, he dragged it directly from the table to the bottom of the table, and without waiting for Zhao Meimei to react, he directly held her hand and pressed it under himself.

The moment Zhao Meimei's hand pressed Xiao Xiaozhi through her pants, the two of them experienced the feeling of being caught red-handed after doing something bad, it was really a heartbeat, and the blood instantly divided from below and on the hand, gathering to the top of the head and the soles of the feet.

One was completely stunned, shocked, and trembling lightly with fear and excitement.

A dizzy, refreshed, unfamiliar and unbelievable lump sensation made him almost hum comfortably.

Shi Yang has been helping himself for so many years, and suddenly came to such a sudden, as long as he thought that the person who touched him was Zhao Meimei, his whole body immediately seemed to be electrified, and he was almost stunned by such a huge stimulation.

Shi Yang was definitely impulsive at that time, and the wine was high, and now after experiencing such an unbelievable lump feeling, he couldn't stop anymore.

In the private room, Shi Yang's father and Zhao Dazhuang hooked shoulders and couldn't wait to complain to each other face to face, from the poverty of eating bran when they were children, to the happy life now, drunk and confused, and unconscious.

Shi Yang half-squinted, stretched out his long legs, firmly grasped Zhao Meimei's hand, and held Xiao Xiaozhi through his pants from slow to fast strokes.

Zhao Meimei reacted to what Shi Yang was doing with her, her head could no longer be raised, her face was swollen and red as if she could drip blood, and the fear at the beginning was slowly mixed into a ball of mud by the sweetness in her heart.

She couldn't help but look at Shi Yang's slightly closed eyes, slightly furrowed brows, pursed lips, and even staring at the rhythm of the slow ups and downs of his chest, and her heart jumped with the puff tom.

Shi Yang raised his free hand to cover half of his face, covering his face that was about to be unable to suppress his emotions, and finally made two quick movements, full of shuttle babies sprayed directly into his pants, and his throat let out a muffled heavy and satisfied gasp, the feeling of exhaustion made his mind instantly blank.

Then Shi Yang's whole person froze, because of excitement and confusion, his heart was beating too much, and he hung his head and gasped for a long time.

Zhao Meimei rubbed her hands, pursed her mouth, couldn't control her gaze and secretly looked under Shi Yang, and she didn't care about eating, so she sat stupidly together.

Shi Yang's eyes were straight, but his brain woke up, at that time, there was a bang in his brain, and the alcohol in his veins was steamed out of his pores, and he was sticky and cold underneath, he dragged the napkin from the table, turned his body slightly sideways, avoided Zhao Meimei's sight, and reached into his pants to wipe it indiscriminately.