Chapter 742: Shi Qingjue: Nan Xiyue, don't move!

Shi Qingjue's lips pursed gently.

He glanced at it casually, and then saw that his second brother was already nestled in the sofa, but he still had a glass of wine in his hand and took two sips from time to time.

"Don't drink it." Shi Qingjue reached out and snatched his wine glass.

He looked at Shi Qing'an's flushed face, and frowned lightly without a trace, "Shi Qing'an, drunk." ”

"How is that possible!" Shi Qing'an immediately jumped up.

He tried to open his eyes wide to appear that he was particularly conscious, and even straightened his back, "I'm not drunk!" I can still drink! ”

The green tendons on Shi Qingjue's forehead jumped down fiercely.

He raised his eyes and gestured to Bai Jingchen, who immediately took away all the wine bottles and glasses, and Lan Chu followed to help.

Shi Qingjue directly reached out and picked up Shi Qing'an's collar, "Go back to the room for me to sleep, I'm not allowed to drink anymore." ”

"Oh, don't ......" Shi Qing'an struggled twice.

However, Shi Qingjue is still more sober than him in the end, Erhan usually can't beat him, and now he is even more powerless.

Shi Qingjue's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced back at Nan Xiyue, who was nesting on the sofa, "Please take care of Miss Lan and send this woman back to her room." ”

Lest the time pour into the future, when you get up tomorrow, you will know that your sisters are drunk and have no one to take care of them, and you will definitely settle accounts with them.

"Oh yes." Lan Chu nodded twice in confusion.

Shi Qingjue carried Shi Qing'an upstairs, dragging and carrying, I really wanted to throw him downstairs directly!

After Lan Chu finished collecting the wine bottle, he walked back to the sofa and gently pushed Nan Xiyue twice, "Sister Xiyue, are you okay?" ”

"Hmm......" Nan Xiyue gently pursed her red lips.

She turned over lazily and charmingly, and gently lifted her eyelids carelessly, "Shi Qing'an admits defeat?" ”

"Uh......" Lan Chu didn't know how to answer for a while.

Nan Xiyue glanced at it, and saw that Shi Qingjue and Shi Qing'an had already returned to the house, so she stretched lazily, and then slowly got up on the sofa, "Then I'll go back to sleep too." ”

"Is that okay?" Lan Chu raised his eyes and looked at her.

She reached out to hold Nan Xiyue's arm, but after all, she didn't know her very well, "Do you need me to send ......it back?"

"No, you don't." Nan Xiyue's red lips curled slightly.

She looked back at Lan Chu with a smile like a flower, probably because of her drunkenness, and the corners of the woman's eyes were still glowing with a faint red, which looked even more amorous, "I can do it myself." ”

With that, she walked upstairs.

Nan Xiyue held on to the handrail of the stairs and walked up slowly, the stamina of this bottle of wine was indeed a little big, making her feel a little dizzy in her head, and even a little ghosting appeared in front of her.

Ascending to the second floor, she staggered against the wall.

The woman was wearing a long flaming red dress, her fair legs were swaying faintly between the skirts, she took off her high heels and was barefoot, and her slightly squinted eyes were still a little drunk......

But suddenly, she accidentally stepped on the skirt that dragged the floor!

The center of gravity of the whole person was unstable, and Nan Xiyue suddenly threw herself forward, "Oops-"

She couldn't help but close her eyes and let out a cry of surprise, waiting for the pain.

But she didn't notice any pain for a long time, which made her frown a little puzzled, and reached out to touch it twice.

It wasn't a cold tile floor or a soft carpet, it felt hot and hard, and it seemed to have a very special elasticity, so she couldn't help but touch it twice.

"Have you touched enough?"

But at this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded.

Nan Xiyue's hand suddenly stopped, she raised her eyes, and what caught her eye was a handsome and cold face.

However, the handsome face gradually appeared in front of her eyes, and the two faces, which were already extremely similar in facial features, gradually overlapped together, and it seemed that the sharp eyebrows and eyes had become a little softer.

"Huh? Male god? Nan Xiyue blinked her beautiful eyes.

She stood up from Shi Qingjue's arms and cupped his face with both hands, "Aren't you already back in the bedroom?" ”

Shi Qingjue tucked his chin and glanced at the hands holding his face, a touch of disgust obviously flashed between his eyebrows, making him frown tightly, "I'm not a male god, let go." ”

"How could it not be!" Nan Xiyue's eyes widened.

She touched Shi Qingjue's face recklessly, traced down his eyebrows, touched his nose lovingly, and her fingertips finally stayed on his lips, "That's it!" ”

"Look at this mouth-watering appearance, you can only touch it in a dream......" Nan Xiyue narrowed her eyes.

She did think she was dreaming at the moment.

After all, it is rare to see a top-notch brother who is presented to the altar, let alone touch it, and only in a dream can she begin to distort the love story in the entertainment industry between herself and the male god......

"Male god." Nan Xiyue looked up at him.

Her delicate body threw herself into the man's arms, and her fingertips even drew circles on his chest, "People like it so much!" Family...... People have been fans for years! ”

Shi Qingjue has never been so close to a woman.

Even with his sister, there has never been such an intimate action, and the whole person is in a state of rejection......

But Nan Xiyue was surrounded by a fragrant fragrance.

Different from the light fragrance of cherry blossoms on her sister's body, the rose fragrance on this woman's body is charming and public, mixed with the smell of wine to stimulate the brain, which makes people feel that there is still a little bit of top.

"Let go." Shi Qingjue looked at her with a cold face.

Nan Xiyue hugged his neck, and even pillowed the man's chest with her side face, "No, I'm going to sleep with my brother tonight." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Shi Qingjue's eyes jumped fiercely.

He frowned and looked down at the woman, reaching out to try to pull her away, but the damn woman's hands were so tight......

"Nan Xiyue." Shi Qingjue's voice was deep and angry.

The woman's lazy and charming voice sounded, and there seemed to be a slight smile in her voice, "It turns out that the male god still remembers my name." ”

"......" Shi Qingjue gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

He squinted at Nan Xiyue's appearance of pestering her, and simply bent down and hugged her leg, carried her on his shoulder, and then walked towards his room with flying steps.

Nan Xiyue suddenly felt that the sky was dark.

Immediately after that, her head was facing down, and her soft body was folded and carried on the man's shoulder, which made her head even more dizzy.

"Male...... The male god let me down. The woman's coquettish voice sounded, and she gently clenched her fists and pounded Shi Qingjue's back.

However, her body was so soft that the force of beating him was like scraping, which did not cause any effect, so she rubbed his shoulder dishonestly and struggled twice.

"Don't move." Shi Qingjue's voice was extremely deep.

It sounded like he was getting a little impatient.