Jiang Yi lifted it in his arms, second place.

On the day he came back, Jiang's mother made a big table of good dishes for him to catch the wind, and he was at Qin Yan's house.

Qin Gong generously went to buy a pig to kill, and invited the sister-in-law Yu on the other side to help and feast the neighbors in this street and alley.

It's night.

coaxed the two children to sleep, but Qin Gong sat in the courtyard and did not sleep, but leaned on the recliner where she had always been lying, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

After sitting for a while, she fished out the bamboo leaves left over from today's banquet, didn't bother to get the cup, and boldly pulled out the lid and poured two sips.

Little 8: "...... Are you in convex styling? ”

She leaned back on the chaise longue, holding the jar with her backhand, tilting her head back, some of the wine slid down the corner of her lips and down her chin, invading her collar.

Qin Gong: "......"

In the moonlight, with her face and figure, she was in a bold and chic style.

And she knew that in the small dark door of the courtyard wall, the door was slightly open, and Jiang Yihuai was standing there looking at her.

It wasn't until she had drunk a jar of wine and was about to open another jar that he finally moved.

"Miss Qin."

She paused, turned her head to look, and smiled comfortably: "It's memories." ”

Her cheeks were a little red, and her dark eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of mist, which made people want to find out.

He stretched out his hand to take down the wine jar in her hand that had not yet been opened: "Miss Qin, drinking hurts your body, it is better to drink less." ”

She simply leaned directly on the recliner and looked at him slightly sideways, and her rough voice was low: "Yihuai, you have overpassed." ”

His eyes froze, and he stiffened the jar on the table.

How did he not know that he had transgressed?

On that day he asked her about her situation and her plans, he had already overstepped them.

"I'm here ......"

"Ah Qian."

He jerked his head up.

She smiled pleasantly: "It's too rusty to call you, and from now on, I'll be like your mother, call you Ah Qian, okay?" ”

His fingertips twitched slightly.

Ah Qian.

He was used to hearing his mother call him Ah Qian, but for some reason, when he heard Qin Gong call him like this at this time, his heart couldn't help but throb.

Obviously, that's what my mother called.

He took a deep breath: "Miss Qin, you may be drunk, go back to the house as soon as possible to rest, and I will come to talk to you tomorrow." ”

"Hmm-"

She screamed in pain.

He took a few steps forward: "How?" ”

She grabbed his hand: "Ah Qian, my head hurts, you help me rub it, okay?" ”

With that, she put his hand on her forehead.

He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand: "This is unreasonable......"

"Ah Qian," she looked straight at him, her voice low and soft, "I have a headache, help me pinch my eyebrows." ”

She closed her eyes.

The hand he was about to withdraw was still on her forehead.

Xu was slightly hot on her forehead because she had drunk alcohol.

And his hand ......

It also seems to be a little hot.

He lowered his eyes, pinched her eyebrows seriously, and didn't say a word.

Little 8: "There is a sentence I don't know if to say or not......"

Qin Gong: "Don't say it. ”

Little 8: "But I really want to say it." ”

Qin Gong: "......"

Little 8: "Looking at such a rough face and acting like this, how did he manage to be excited?" I'm going blind. ”

Qin Gong: "Xu is a lover's eyes." ”

Little 8: "......"

Next time, under the premise of the right one, try to find her a better-looking body.

Spicy eyes.

Under Jiang Yihuai's kneading, Qin Gong's breathing gradually became smoother.

He gradually stopped his movements and withdrew his hand.

Her shallow breathing was audible.

Her face was not pretty, and her voice was not graceful.

But......

His eyes darkened, and he reached out to pick her up and walked to her room.

Putting her on the bed, taking off her shoes and socks, taking off her coat, and covering her with a brocade quilt, he looked at her deeply and turned away.