Sheng Jia was sweating, afraid that she would rub against the wound on her face, but he still pulled her up, "I'll wash the towel and wipe your face, so that you don't get hurt yourself." ”

  "Oh."

  As soon as he entered the bathroom, she fell back into bed like a tumbler, his coat was thrown on the bed, and she felt that something was holding her back, and reached out and took out a box of things from his pocket for a long time.

  "What is this? Brother, do you want to give me a gift? She shouted and went to tear it down.

  When Sheng Jiashen came out with a hot towel, he saw that she had poured the box cover on the bed and was trying to tear it open.

  He was stunned for a moment, and immediately ran over, swept things aside, and sat down to block her view, "Wipe your face." ”

  "What's that? My gift is not finished yet. ”

  "It's not a gift, don't move." He wiped her face seriously, and Zhao Qiqi was still asking, "What is that?" ”

  Are drunk people so intellectually curious?

  He hesitated for a few seconds before telling her the truth and the purpose of the thing or fooling her, then looked her in the eye and said, "It's a balloon, it's the living room." ”

  "You also bought balloons, then I'll blow them for you!" Zhao Qiqi was excited, and wanted to get the things that were blocked by him.

  The corners of Sheng Jiashen's mouth twitched, and he finally lost the battle, he reached out and hugged her.

  Zhao Qiqi subconsciously hugged his neck, and his legs were also circled around him, "Brother? ”

  "Call husband." He said in a hoarse voice.

  Zhao Qiqi was very enthusiastic, and after shouting her husband, she came to kiss him, and Sheng Jiashen was made to fall back on the bed by the force of her pounce.

  She hugged him and kissed him in an orderly manner, Sheng Jiashen was also a little uncontrollable, and when he reacted, it had already become him pressing her under him, the cover on the bed, coupled with her ignorant eyes, and the long hair scattered on the sheets, he was a little impulsive, and his heart beat fast out of his control.

  He reached out and brushed the bangs on her forehead, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Actually, that's not a balloon." ”

  "Oh......" Zhao Qiqi was confused by his kiss, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

  "Are you still curious?" He asked again, and even unconsciously tried to touch one on the bed.

  Zhao Qiqi yawned, his eyes wet, "I want to sleep." She felt tired from stretching her arms, and she didn't even want to hold him anymore.

  Sheng Jia stared at her, he didn't know what to say for a long time, and seeing that she was really sleepy, he finally sighed.

  Well, she's not sober at this moment.

  He leaned over and bit her on the lips punitively, and then hugged her to lie on the pillow, "You want to sleep after a night of tossing." He whispered.

  Zhao Qiqi glanced at him with some grievances, and then turned sideways and wanted to sleep.

  Sheng Jiashen swept all the things on the bed into the bedside table, and when he looked back, he saw that she was already asleep, he looked at the clothes she hadn't changed, thought about it, and went to the cloakroom to find a set of her pajamas.

  When she sat up, she fell asleep softly in his arms, Sheng Jia paused, and finally helped her change her pajamas with her own hands.

  And the previous impulse turned into substance, just such a trivial matter as changing pajamas, which also caused him to take a shower in the bathroom for a long time, and finally suppressed the anger, and then returned to the room, watching her lying on the bed unconsciously and unconsciously, his body was a little hot again.