When he picked up the glass, he knew that something was wrong, but in front of so many guests, the eighty-year-old grandfather had a very earnest look in his eyes.

He has always been alert to things and people, and when he takes a sip, he realizes that something is wrong. So he paused, and the other hand quietly gestured.

Several cousins said that he was not sensible, and he took a sip when he toasted his grandfather.

As a last resort, he picked up his glass and took another sip.

Xu Kang, who got the hint of his gesture, secretly pushed a girl next to him, and the girl stumbled, and the person bumped into Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu, who has never liked women approaching, did not dodge this time, but spilled wine and caught the girl who was about to fall.

The girl blushed and said thank you.

Jiang Yu took a new glass of wine, and after toasting the old man, he left the scene on the grounds that his clothes were wet and he wanted to change his clothes.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the upstairs room, he felt that this medicine was very domineering, and the whole person was full of desire.

"Go find the fat man, someone gave me a flattering drug." Jiang Yu said to Xu Kang.

Xu Kang immediately ordered someone to find Huang Fatzi, and Jiang Yu entered the room.

In the living room, there is a vague aroma. Naturally alert, he sensed that there was someone in the bedroom.

So, he opened the door to his bedroom.

In the yellow light and shadow of the wall lamp, a woman with long hair like a waterfall, a dress shawl and high heels were thrown aside, and the long aqua blue dress she was wearing was also lifted up to her knees.

She sat barefoot on the carpet with her back against the edge of the bed. When she saw him push the door open, she looked up at him. After looking at it for a moment, he kept rubbing his eyes, as if he couldn't see clearly.

It's not once or twice that people have been calculated like this. He was at the door of the room, and he thought that a woman would be thrown in this room.

Therefore, although the desire in his body rose, he still stood calmly at the door.

Her facial features are very good-looking, drunk and hazy, charming, and very enchanting.

When she saw him, she was surprised at first, and after looking at him for a while, she smiled, like a slowly blooming rose.

Then, propping herself up on the edge of the bed, she staggered to her feet and walked over to him.

Walking up to him, she tilted her head, looked at it for a long time, and asked, "Why are you here?" Do you know Grandpa Jiang too? ”

He didn't speak, just looked at her, her eyes were shining, but her eyes were misty, she tilted her head and smiled at him, her lips like dew-stained rose petals.

"You don't even speak?" She looked up at him, her tone soft and lingering, like the toffee she had eaten when she was a child.

He frowned, and when he drank the glass of wine handed by his grandfather, he knew that he had been drugged, and he knew that he might have the usual calculations tonight.

However, he didn't expect that the woman who came over this time was different from usual.

"Well, you're not hurt, how can you come back?" She muttered to herself, lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her expression was a little lost.

He still didn't move, there was not a trace of pink on her face, and the soft skin made him want to pinch it.

"I must be dreaming!" She suddenly looked up again and smiled at him, her brow like a crescent moon.

Then she suddenly stepped forward, padded her feet, and hooked his neck like a successful fox.

"What a dream!" She muttered.

At that moment, Jiang Yu felt like a pile of firewood, and someone had struck a match and threw it in. And this woman is the match that was struck and thrown in.

She is so beautiful, and there is a sweet aroma on her body. The scent was not any kind of perfume, nor any kind of cosmetics, but it should have come naturally from her.

He couldn't help hugging her, she leaned on his chest, and said very satisfied: "Brother Xuan, I miss you so much!" ”

This sentence was like a basin of ice water poured on his head, Jiang Yu was suddenly stunned, and instantly sobered up a lot.

She tiptoed and kissed him on the lips.

The lips were incredibly soft and fragrant, like the scent of dewdropping flowers in the morning sun.

Jiang Yu was only a little sober, and he was shocked by the terrible desires surging in his body.

She shouldn't have kissed, she just touched his lips and didn't know what to do. So, he let go of him again, looked up at him who was close at hand, and said with a confused look: "Brother Xuan, I miss you so much." ”

This sentence made Jiang Yu completely sober up and pushed her to the floor.

She was about to have the effect of the drug, her cheeks were red, her eyes were even more misty, she sat on the carpet and looked at him very aggrievedly, pouting and saying, "Brother Xuan, I know, I'm not good enough." But I'll try, and I'll be worthy of you. ”

He listened to her "Brother Xuan", and suddenly the nameless fire went up.

In his room, disheveled, seducing him, but shouting the names of other men—

This, what kind of routine is this?

If you want to indulge in the past, don't you take the usual path, right?

What a drama and a scheming!

His eyes became colder and colder when he looked at her, and the little medicine in his body had little effect, but he calmed down.

So, he stood inside the house, watching her tremble on the floor, standing a meter away from him, looking at him.

Her expression was still very aggrieved, looking at him, and muttering to herself: "In my dream, I can't handle you yet?" ”

Then, at once, she pounced, very fast.

Jiang Yu was startled, retreated back, and was still pounced on by her.

She threw herself on his chest, giggled and said, "Finally caught." ”

She smiled innocently, Jiang Yu only felt that the medicine she was given tonight was really full of medicinal power, and her body had obvious ups and downs.

But she bowed her head and wanted to kiss it again.

This woman is definitely a drama spirit, and this trick is really successful.

Jiang Yu knocked her unconscious.

She lay on the carpet, her black hair covering her fair face, and her body seemed to be very uncomfortable, even in a comatose state, she writhed restlessly. Under the yellow light, the bare feet made Jiang Yu feel like crazy.

So, Uncle Kang and Huang Fatzi came over in time, drew blood for her, and used medicine. And he himself took an ice shower directly and calmed down.

Later, when he came out of the shower, she had calmed down and fell asleep quietly, with a reddish face reflected in her black hair, and he stood by the bed and watched for a long time.

The fat yellow man muttered that he wanted to analyze this kitsch, and walked away with the blood.

Uncle Kang asked in a low voice, "Do you want to throw it out?" ”

Once upon a time, there were women who climbed into his bed, and they were all thrown out directly. But he didn't order this time, and after looking at it for a long time, Uncle Kang asked.

"You go out first." He swung back left and right.

Uncle Kang looked suspicious, but he didn't say anything, and took people out.

"I'll give you this opportunity to see how high your acting skills are." He coldly convinced himself.

Then he took off her gown, threw her out of bed, and beat her in a different way that would not bruise her, but would make her feel sore.

Then he lay down beside her, looking out the dark window, and the sweet scent of her body lingered in the room, filling his breath.

At first, he was still lying down, thinking about where to start this time when he entered Shuxi to find Xiaozhuang. Later, when I smelled her breath, I only remembered the time I spent in my benefactor's house when I was young.

The benefactor's house also seems to have this sweet smell.

He didn't fall asleep until her phone rang and she ran away as if she were running away.

Jiang Yu thought it was funny, and after she left, he became irritable again.

Who is behind this?

Is this one specifically for him after studying him for a long time?

Until the dust has settled, there can be no extraneous branches. He stood at the window, smoked a cigarette, and wiped out all the rest of the night.