Chapter 63: The Drunken Beauty

Hey, what should I do in the future? Ling Han thought like this, and returned to the villa where he lived with the iceberg beauty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 As soon as he entered the house, he noticed that something was wrong, Ling Han was so smoked by a strong smell of alcohol that he almost vomited, what was going on?

Ling Han's experience on this day was too rich, making him suspect for a moment that he had gone to the wrong place, could this be the villa where the iceberg beauty lived? What kind of bar is this, or where does the smell of alcohol come from?

Ling Han blinked, feeling that he had not gone to the wrong place, this was the villa of the iceberg beauty, because the furnishings in the living room Ling Han were familiar, how could Ling Han go wrong when the lights were bright, it was just that the smell of wine in the house made Ling Han confused.

In fact, if you want to talk about fighting wine, Ling Han rarely meets opponents, he has grown up with two catties of wine under the experience of the old cigarette stick, Wu Song's three bowls are not worth mentioning in front of him, Lu Zhishen's amount of alcohol is not at the same level as him, every time the old cigarette stick fights with him, he is always poured into the east and west, north and south, and only at this time does Ling Han balance a little, and seems to have found the pleasure of revenge. Because since he was sensible, he had never tasted the joy of victory, and every time he looked for his teeth, only when the old cigarette stick was drunk and dizzy, Ling Han counted how he cleaned up his sins, and at that time, the relationship between the two of them seemed to be reversed, and if Ling Han threw the old thing into the mess at will, the old cigarette stick would be confused all night.

The next day, after the old cigarette stick woke up, he began to scold him again, and Ling Han would endure a new wave of abuse from him, both physically and mentally, which would make Ling Han's head bigger.

That's not all, when Ling Han was about to go out on a mission, the old cigarette stick warned him that he must not touch a drop of wine, and he said to Ling Han with a stern expression that no amount of alcohol will paralyze people's nerves, even if it is a little drop, it will form a fatal danger in very bad conditions or special occasions. Seeing that he said it very solemnly, Ling Han had to nod.

Later, when he actually went on a mission, he felt the same way. I remember once, when he went to the Grand Canyon at the junction of Sichuan and Yunnan to carry out a mission, when he arrived at that remote town, because it was too closed here, and there was nothing to do at night, he broke his vows, ran to a small restaurant, ordered two dishes at random, asked for a crooked mouth, and returned to the hotel where he stayed after he was full of wine and food.

The next day, when he woke up, he found that the package he was carrying was missing, which surprised him and made him regret it. If you come to ask for your life, it's not unjustly dead, and you don't know how you died. Therefore, every time he goes on a mission or has something important, he always remembers the teachings of the old cigarette stick and never touches a drop of wine.

Although Ling Han also likes to drink two sips of soju when he has nothing to do, he is very unkind to drunk people, and people who like to drink are more sensitive to the full mouth of wine spewed out by drunk people, and he can't understand why the aroma of the wine is so mellow when he doesn't drink it in his mouth, and once the wine enters his stomach and travels, it smells so bad. Every time he ran into an old cigarette stick and got drunk, he pinched his nose and dragged him to the broken bed, throwing the bed quilt at will, and he would not take off his shoes for the old cigarette stick, so that the old cigarette stick would be uncomfortable. Whoever told him to get drunk deserves it!

Today, he met a drunken man again, and he suffered again.

He walked into the living room suspiciously, and was surprised to find that there was a person lying on the sofa, and it was a woman of peerless elegance, a superb woman with graceful demeanor. My dear, what kind of person is this? Why are you running here and lying down, where does the smell of wine come from?

Ling Han couldn't help but take two quick steps, take a closer look, and let him be speechless, lying on the sofa is a natural stunner who will be crazy as long as you are physiologically normal and not someone else, it is actually the hostess of this villa, the beautiful editor-in-chief An Shuiyan, she was already drunk and hazy at this time, how could there be the usual cold and repulsive look thousands of miles away, it seems that this woman also has her other side, "half is sea water, half is flame", seeing her drunk, Ling Han couldn't help but think of the sentence in a novel written by Wang Shuo, She was already drunk at this time, and she was no longer as capable and calm as usual, she was completely a woman who was no different from the girls who usually bought drunk at the bar.

At this time, the iceberg beauty has long been without the usual lady image, and her consciousness has long been blurred, so she completely ignores the elegant sleeping posture, and the skirt she usually wears on her body looks very elegant at this time, and the buttons of the slim navy blue professional suit top have been unbuttoned for some reason, revealing the white bandeau and lace bra inside, the growth of the chest is completely exposed, and you can actually see the round half of the meat ball, which is still bouncing together with the breathing. Damn, what a picture of a drunken beauty, this beautiful sleeping beauty, people will keep looking at the eyeballs intently, swallowing saliva wildly, that hara lazi flows down the corners of the mouth, I don't think, it's too carried away, this scene is too exciting, it makes people's blood run and they can't move.

The most nosebleed is that one leg is stretched out and one leg is bent, so that the leakage of her spring light is inevitable, she just placed an irregular "big" character on the sofa, the slender jade legs wrapped in black stockings, and the lace panties at the base of the thighs were exposed under the strong light in the room, Ling Han clearly saw that there was a butterfly embroidered directly above her small underwear, and her thick black fluff and a small wisp of naughty panties stretched out from the small panties.

This scene is so fucking exciting, people can't help but feel their blood pounding, a certain part of Ling Han's disobedience has already been eager to try, this can't blame Ling Han for having such a dirty idea, no one can stand it, this is to blame An Shuiyan himself for putting on a very coquettish pose.

"Fuck-" Ling Han scolded bitterly in his heart, I really don't know if this sentence is to scold himself for not having such a dirty idea, or to scold the iceberg beauty for posing like a gentleman.

Ling Han originally thought that he couldn't see or touch it, so it was better to sneak back and sleepwalk Zhou Gong. He took two steps forward, and then retreated to close the door of the living room first, and when he closed the door, he paid attention to the gate outside the small courtyard of the villa, and he thought to himself, fortunately, this door, otherwise, the sleeping position of the iceberg beauty would have been a feast for the eyes of passers-by. People passing by outside can't see the scene inside at all, otherwise it's okay to be seen, it is estimated that Yanashita Hui will also rush in desperately in the second spring, what is this An Shuiyan doing, drinking so much and getting drunk in the living room with such a tempting posture, isn't she afraid of being violated? The gate was two meters high and the material was very heavy, and the electronic system was designed with an anti-theft device, thinking that she would be able to get drunk with the door as a barrier, and she never thought that she would meet her big bad wolf.

Ling Han didn't have the time to ponder here at this time, because his heart seemed to be on fire, you must know that there was a drunken beautiful woman lying there quietly in the room, the hormones in his body were rising sharply like the economic data broadcast by some TV stations, and the evil fire in his body was looking for a place to vent, it was better to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

After Ling Han closed the door, he tiptoed back, thinking that he must not provoke this sleeping beauty, but he couldn't bear it, after all, this beautiful editor-in-chief treated him well, provided him with a shelter from the wind and rain, and also made breakfast for him. Forget it, save people to the end, and send the Buddha to the west.

Ling Han turned around again, came to the coffee table, and glanced at An Shuiyan who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, she was already drunk and sultry at this time, and she could make any man die like a moth to a fire n times, from the empty wine bottles placed on the coffee table, she knew that she had already planned to borrow wine to drown her sorrows, she not only drank Bordeaux red wine from France, but also drank Moutai wine from Guizhou, China, which is not low, it should be more than 52 degrees. My good boy, you're fucking watering, and I can't stand it when I pour so much water.

Ling Han thought that in the future, he still didn't want to provoke this iceberg beauty, this beauty killer had to make many men bow down even if he was fighting for wine, no matter how many people there were in that bottle of Moutai, he couldn't deal with it. No wonder she's so drunk, what a lot of alcohol she should have. But she was stunned to drink it, and what was even more shocking was that she drank so much wine, and she didn't vomit like many people, which is too powerful.

Ling Han saw her drunken state, I don't know what time to rectify? He's got a little big on his head. Now I want to manage it but it's not easy to manage, the lonely men and widows in this house, drunk people are the most prone to catching a cold, if she is allowed to lie on the sofa all night, will she be able to get up tomorrow? He really wanted to let go, so that he would not be so uncomfortable, and he would not be tempted by beauty all the time, and he would fall into bed by himself, and soon he would fall asleep. But he couldn't bear it, and felt that it was too ruthless.

Ling Han was walking around the living room alone, like a tiger trapped in a cage, and he was thinking: What should I do? What to do? Whether to rescue her, or let her be like this, to rescue her is to risk being misunderstood by her, if you don't help her, let her be in such weather and such a night, which is very likely to catch a cold and get sick.

After some ideological struggle, Ling Han finally decided to help her to the bed, and he said there alone: "Beauty, I swear to God, I am doing a good deed, you must not blame me for blaspheming you, I am doing this for your good, I don't want you to get sick, you must not misunderstand that I am taking advantage of you." If you misunderstand me, I'd rather not leave you than let my reputation for innocence be ruined. ā€