When Lin Qiuran took the first sip, his heart was a little empty.

For so many years, she has never drunk it seriously, and she doesn't know how much she drinks.

By the time she reached the fourth bottle, she had already hurriedly waved her hand to indicate that she couldn't do it.

It's not because she feels a little drunk, but because four bottles of wine are in her stomach, which really makes her lower abdomen a little sore.

I can't drink it anymore.

But where was the atmosphere at that time, Lin Qiuran could stop with a word.

Chubby picked up another bottle and filled the glass in front of her.

……

When he drank the sixth bottle, finally, Lin Qiuran saw his bottom line clearly.

Her brain was starting to build up.

Even the action of pouring and drinking alcohol slowly began to mechanize.

There is no need for Chubby to take the initiative to pour her wine, she keeps pouring it into the empty cup herself.

Then he raised his head and drank it all.

Zhao Qichen watched quietly like this, and did not stop Lin Qiuran's movements.

Until the horse monkey toppled the table, the old wolf went upstairs.

Lin Qiuran's hair was already messy, and the corners of his mouth were covered with a ball of sauce.

With confusion in her eyes, she lay on the table in a daze, and seemed to be muttering something in her mouth.

Suddenly, she reached forward, as if trying to stand up.

One stumble, and Lin Qiuran was about to fall to the ground.

Zhao Qichen got up and held her steadily.

"I'm going to ...... Pee ......"

Zhao Qichen: "......"

It turned out that this sentence had been whispering all along.

Zhao Qichen smiled silently.

It turned out that the woman in front of her was not crying after she was drunk, but was unexpectedly cute.

Carrying her to the bathroom little by little, he quietly waited for Lin Qiuran to finish solving it.

When she came out, Zhao Qichen saw her half-hanging eyes, holding the door frame with her hands, looking like she was about to fall to the ground.

Zhao Qichen stepped forward to help her, but Lin Qiuran shook off his hand.

"Go away...... Don't touch me......"

Even his tongue trembled when he spoke, can Zhao Qichen not help him like this?

No matter how Lin Qiuran resisted, Zhao Qichen grabbed her arm tightly and wrapped her in his arms.

Who knows, one second he was still resisting Zhao Qichen and himself to contact Lin Qiuran, and the next second he hooked Zhao Qichen's neck.

The flexible tip of his tongue climbed up to Zhao Qichen's collarbone, and Lin Qiuran's licking action made him gasp.

The darkness in Zhao Qichen's eyes surged again and again, and his voice was hoarse:

"You know...... What are you doing now? ”

Lin Qiuran only felt that there was a fire in her abdominal cavity, and the tip of her tongue felt the vibration of Zhao Qichen's vocal cords, and she withdrew her mouth a little sneeringly.

Trying to break free from Zhao Qichen's clamps, Lin Qiuran shook his legs, and the slippers that were originally half-hung on his feet fell in response.

"Men are big pigs' trotters......"

Walking in an S-shape with two feet on the ground, Lin Qiuran forced himself to go upstairs.

Leaving Zhao Qichen looking at Lin Qiuran's back with a complicated expression.

He inexplicably felt that Lin Qiuran's actions just now were a bit like the so-called ruthlessness......

That ambiguous provocative action, if I don't return it, I'm really sorry for myself.

Catching up again, this time Zhao Qichen directly hugged this unconscious woman.

Then he walked steadily upstairs.

Lin Qiuran felt the bump, blushing and laughing stupidly.

His hands wandered dishonestly in the abdomen of the person holding him.

Both hands came to Zhao Qichen's lower abdomen muscles, feeling the touch of this hard state, and Lin Qiuran also poked it vigorously with his fingers.

Zhao Qichen gritted his teeth, almost to the limit.

But the person in his arms didn't realize what he was doing at all, as if he was disgusted that Zhao Qichen's abdominal muscles were too strong, his hands climbed up, and he directly passed through Zhao Qichen's clothes and stretched out his hands to the two golden beans.

Zhao Qichen felt that the distance from the stairs to the room was so far away.

Throwing the person in his arms onto her big bed, Zhao Qichen finally felt the tingling sensation on his chest disappear.

Looking at the happy appearance of the woman in front of him, Zhao Qichen didn't know whether he was happy or regretful that he didn't stop her from drinking.

Lin Qiuran, who fell into the soft big bed, was half-squinting at this time, with a soft and glutinous expression.

As if she had been wronged, she cried so lowly.

Zhao Qichen's brain, which was still muddy, instantly sobered up.

Lin Qiuran's drunkenness, her usual strength is completely gone, revealing her deepest hidden heart.

Slowly getting closer, he could hear what Lin Qiuran was saying while sobbing.

"Dirty...... Why did you betray me......"

As if he had been shocked, Zhao Qichen thought of the magazine he had seen in the hospital before.

As if he was a little injured, Zhao Qichen's eyes flashed with unbearable pain.

The two have been together for so long, and he has never felt Lin Qiuran's exact intentions.

Instead, everything looks like she's about to do with herself.

recalled the previous time when the two were together, it seemed that they had stalked Lin Qiuran at the beginning.

After drinking and spitting out the truth, Lin Qiuran never took the initiative to mention to herself about her last love experience.

Betrayal seemed to take root in her heart.

Is it that after getting along for so long, she has always felt that one day, she will betray her like the previous man?

Zhao Qichen, who has always been proud, felt confused and afraid in front of his feelings for the first time.

Looking at Lin Qiuran, who was still sobbing quietly, Zhao Qichen finally softened his heart.

Taking off the coats of the two, Zhao Qichen wrapped around Lin Qiuran from behind and gently covered them with a quilt.

As if comforting, Zhao Qichen patted lightly with one hand.

Finally, Lin Qiuran slowly seemed to have used up all his strength and fell into a deep sleep.

Only a silent sigh in the darkness remained.

……

Lin Qiuran fully regained consciousness in the middle of the night, feeling the embrace behind her, and the half-dry tears in the corners of her eyes, she spent half a minute recalling everything that happened.

It's a pity that the more she thinks about it, the more her head hurts, and she can't remember anything about what she did when she was completely drunk.

Hammering her head with some chagrin, she tentatively shouted:

"Venucia, are you asleep?"

"Don't move, rest quietly."

The voice of the man above his head was low.

It turned out that he hadn't slept yet.

Lin Qiuran resisted the urge to ask questions, and under the influence of the remaining alcohol, it didn't take long for him to fall asleep again.

The person behind him slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes burst out with distress, heaviness, and all kinds of mixed emotions.

Eventually, it all turned into a gentle kiss that was gently imprinted on the hair of the person in his arms.

This night, Lin Qiuran had a dream.

In the dream, apart from himself, there was only a cloud of fog.

Seeing this fog getting farther and farther away from him, his heart metaphorically hurts.

It's like you've lost something important.