Qiao Jinyu's voice was as light as a little milk cat, but it could also ensure that Zhao Kuo could hear it clearly.

For a moment, Zhao Kuo thought she was awake.

But when I looked down, I saw that her eyes were closed, her little face was uncomfortably wrinkled, and the whole person was obviously confused and talking nonsense.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed and tucking the quilt for Qiao Jinyu, Zhao Kuo began to seriously think about the nonsense she just said.

People say they drink and spit the truth.

When people are drunk, although their consciousness is not clear, what they say often best reflects their true thoughts in their hearts.

Cold?

Did she think he was too cold to her?

If he is usually too cold to her, then how can he be considered enthusiastic?

Accompany her more to relieve boredom? Makes her laugh often?

"It's uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable, general......" The soft muttering voice pulled back Zhao Kuo's thoughts.

He looked at the person with red cheeks, and estimated that Qiao Jinyu felt hot, so he pulled the quilt off her body.

Qiao Jinyu suddenly pushed away the quilt on her body, turned over and lay on the edge of the bed retching for a while.

In the end, he didn't spit out anything, but Qiao Jinyu seemed to be sober for a minute or two, raised a pair of misty eyes and stared at him for a while, and then snuggled into his arms weakly and bonelessly.

"General, is that you? Or am I dreaming? ”

Zhao Kuo's whole body was shaken, and he tensed up like a sculpture, straightened his back and sat there straight, and even his mind became blank.

The man snuggled in his arms was still restless, grabbing the placket of his shirt with one hand, and scribbling on his chest in an orderly manner with the other.

"Well, it looks like it's a dream. If it weren't for a dream, the general, you would have pushed me away. ”

The subordinates touched the chest that they had been longing for for a long time, and Qiao Jinyu rubbed it in Zhao Kuo's arms lovingly.

However, through the heavy clothing, I am not satisfied after all.

So under the cover of drunkenness, Qiao Jinyu was bold and slid her hand along Zhao Kuo's placket.

The delicate and firm touch under her fingertips came, and Qiao Jinyu sighed with satisfaction in her heart.

It's so good, I've waited so long for her to finally touch it, it's not easy.

Then she thought, since she has touched everything, why don't you touch it a few more times?

She was about to continue to do evil, but Zhao Kuo suddenly grabbed her hand and grabbed her hand out from under her clothes.

Zhao Kuo's breathing was a little short, and the exhaled breath was also hot and hot.

He lowered his head and looked at the person who had "lightened" him just now, his eyes were so gloomy that he seemed to swallow someone into his stomach.

"Are you drunk or awake?" Zhao Kuo asked, his voice low and confusing.

If he is drunk, how can the little hand grow eyes and drill straight into his arms?

If you are awake, how can you be so bold?

Qiao Jinyu raised her misty little face and looked at the handsome face that was close at hand with an ignorant and innocent expression.

Does she want to kiss her General Zhao directly?

If General Zhao investigates it afterwards, she will say that she is drunk and doesn't know anything, won't she have it?

His gaze fell on those lips, and Qiao Jinyu blinked cutely.

"General, you look so tempting today."

While Zhao Kuo was stunned, she leaned up in his arms, quickly aimed at the pair of lips she had coveted for a long time, and smacked her lips stupidly at the end.

"It's delicious."

Suddenly, Zhao Kuo felt that something in his head exploded, crackling violently.