But someone couldn't notice it, smiling proudly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Laughter is unrestrained.

He roughly guessed that she did it on purpose.

Because he couldn't help but say that she was stupid in the restaurant for a while, she was careful.

But he didn't care, he was clear with her.

After drinking some fruit wine, a group of little maids were noisy and wanted to set off fireworks to keep the New Year.

The master mother was drunk, and the master went back early.

He had nothing to do, and he didn't have any expectations for Shou Sui, so he went back to his utility room early.

Several little maids drank a lot of fruit wine, and they walked staggeringly.

After the uncle saw that they were all a little drunk, he spoke, let's go back to sleep, he and the eldest lady guarded.

Even if the little maid was a little drunk, she still had consciousness, and the uncle had spoken, so they didn't go to join in the fun, staggered back to the house, and fell asleep.

Only Shuang'er, who fell behind in a daze, was at the back, somehow, touched the wrong door.

There was no lock in the utility room, which was originally a pile of sundries, and a vacant space was opened up to build a temporary nest for Wei Wu.

There is nothing valuable in it, Wei Wu is a big man again, it doesn't matter if there is a lock or not.

It was impossible for them to go into his house without knocking.

Wei Wu had just put down his sword, taken off his coat and boots, and lay on the covers, not yet turning off the lights.

With a "bang", the door was pushed open, and he frowned.

A cold wind carried a strong fruity fragrance with the comers.

He also blew out the lights in the house.

He was displeased, just got up, lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, but before he left, the person came straight into his arms.

Pressed him back down.

It's her.

Before he could see the person's face clearly, Wei Wu realized that it was her.

Because she had just hit her head, she subconsciously exhaled a word of pain.

Her voice is still very recognizable.

He sat up again, a little puzzled, didn't she go back to the room with Finland and them?

How did you get to his room?

Could it be that you drank too much and recognized the wrong room?

He was still thinking about it, and he felt a pair of hands wrapped around his waist.

Thin and soft, like a wandering vine, it wrapped around him inch by inch.

His body shook.

Subconsciously tensed his body, grabbed her hand, and broke it open.

Her hands were weak and boneless, cold to the touch, and felt very much like a piece of cold jade that she had touched.

Unlike his, it is rough and abnormal, and the palms are full of thick calluses.

Shuang'er probably thought it was his own bed, and when he was caught, he leaned back sharply and brought him down.

She withdrew her hand, lifted the quilt and arched in, found a comfortable place in the quilt, and sighed comfortably.

Wei Wuleng didn't react for a moment.

No woman had ever been so close to him......

The winter night was cold, and her hands were red from the cold.

hugged him tightly, drilled his hand into his arms, and muttered quietly, so warm.

As if using him as a warming object, her hand slid haphazardly across his abdomen, without the clothes penetrating it......

Then he muttered, "Finland, how hard your stomach is,." ”

A strong tingling intent came from the tail vertebrae, and Wei Wu's eyes widened for a moment.

He forgot to stop her, and he forgot to stop himself......

He remained motionless, let her hold him, his hands stiff and nowhere to put them.

He should have pushed her away, she was drunk, drunk, and took him for Finland.

But why didn't the hand move?

A lot of images flew in a mess in his mind.

There is her bright smile in the picture, so clear...... Qiqi Chinese Network

He couldn't figure it out, couldn't see through it, and closed his eyes irritably.

When he opened it again, his eyes were much clearer, and he got up and prepared to send her back.

He is not a disciple, and he will not take advantage of others.

I don't think anything about people.

He made up his mind in his life to be alone.

He reached out and pushed it, only to have a slippery touch on his tentacles......

The woman's skin is like snow, condensed like fat, like the best mutton fat white jade.

Wei Wu's hand seemed to be scalded by boiling water, and he instantly withdrew it.

For a moment, his face turned red inexplicably.

When did she take off her skirt?

The moment he was distracted just now, Shuang'er felt uncomfortable sleeping in a jacket, and she was not used to sleeping so thickly, so she withdrew the jacket and left only the middle coat.

It's just that the drunk person, her hands and feet are a little uncoordinated, and when she takes off her skirt, she pulls the middle coat apart, loose, and exposes half of her glossy shoulders.

In the dark night, she couldn't see her clearly, Wei Wu's ears were red, and she helped her tuck her middle coat and tie it again.

Just as he was about to get out of bed and pick him up horizontally and send him back to the house, Shuang'er suddenly raised his hand, coldly hooked his neck, and went down.

The distance jerked in, and he was only an inch away from her.

Only in the faint moonlight, he could still see her blushing face, displeased frown, and shallow lips.

She said in a daze, "Thirsty." ”

"Finland, I want to drink water."

The faint voice exploded in his head, with a sweet and silky fruity fragrance, entwining people's reason.

An aura that did not belong to him strongly eroded his senses.

He pursed his lips, frowned, his fingers unconsciously clenched, loosened, and clenched......

Xu didn't wait for the water for a long time, Shuang'er half lifted her eyes, looked at the face close at hand, a little blurry, she frowned, thinking about who this was......

Suddenly, she stretched out a hand, caressing his eyebrows and eyes, her eyes were like smoke, and murmured, "Why do you love to frown?" ”

Her fingertips were slightly cold, his cheeks were hot, and he only felt that the place she had touched was like a feather brush, light and itchy.

Her tone was a little coquettish and unconscious, "Why do you always sit alone?" ”

"Why do you always look so lonely......"

In the last sentence, she sighed slightly.

Wei Wu stared at her muttering lips, unreasonable, feeling that somewhere in the dust had been pried open by her unconsciously.

A tiny light seeped through the gaps.

He didn't want to be drawn to the light, he didn't want to.

He was already in the dark, and he and she were never people of the same world......

Action is greater than reason.

Now, he feels that glimmer of light and beauty, and he longs for it.

It's only for a moment.

He lowered his head and grabbed his pale pink lips.

He has no rules, but instinct.

Shuang'er muttered twice, and waved his hand indiscriminately to resist a few times, seemingly dissatisfied.

But the man did not move, like a towering mountain, and could not shake it in the slightest.

As if realizing that she couldn't push, she gradually lost her voice, her eyes were half-closed, and she was obedient and skillful.

The hand was unconsciously placed on his waist.

Rub it carefully.

Wei is not out of control.

Until she frowned dissatisfiedly and exhaled in pain.

His consciousness returned.

Body. The woman's eyes are like water, her sideburns are bright, and her shallow lips are like rouge.

After he pushed away, she unconsciously shrank her arms and muttered, so cold.

He suddenly reacted to what he had just done, scolded himself a few words, got up in embarrassment, put on his coat casually, but helped her tidy it up, put on all the clothes, and sent them to their house.

A few little maids were already asleep unconscious, and Wei Wu didn't look around, and saw her bed at a glance.

put her away, and thoughtfully covered the quilt for her, before turning around and closing the door gently.