When he arrived in the community, Song Yang parked the car in front of the building, then walked up the stairs, and arrived at the corner of the second floor, before he reached the door of his house, he heard a woman's voice in the silent corridor: "Open the door, open the door......"

Who's this? It was like a sound coming from near the third floor.

Turning the staircase, it was really a young woman, a strange woman she had never seen before, leaning against the door of her house.

She leaned against the wall by the door alone, muttering over and over again: "Open the door, I want to go home......"

It's strange that a drunk guy came from at this time, and she is still a very fashionable and beautiful girl. I saw that she had popular big wavy curls, was wearing a pink tight short coat, a black tulle short skirt on her lower body, and a pair of popular high-heeled sandals on her feet, and a pair of charming black silk legs under the thin short skirt were constantly shaking, which made Song Yang's lonely heart tremble.

Looking at the coquettish and beautiful woman in front of me, I can't match all the women I know in my impression. Surely he hadn't seen it, he guessed, it should be drunk at some night club, but how could he run to his door.

She is more slender than the woman who drank with her in the bar just now, and a little more mature, giving people a feeling of enchantment to the bones, and a fox as passionate as fire.

The most striking thing is that the woman's waist is soft and white, not to mention, and she is wearing a golden umbilical ring on her navel in the middle, which is invincible.

Song Yang stepped forward and said to the beautiful woman who was drunk with her eyes closed, "Whoareu, drunk?" Do you want me to send you back? ”

The woman finally opened a slit, staggered and just stood up straight, then leaned over again, staggered, and suddenly threw herself into Song Yang's arms. Song Yang hurriedly hugged her.

The beauty threw herself into her arms, and it felt really good. Song Yang shook her a few times, she didn't open her eyes again, and muttered, "Don't move, don't move, I, I want to sleep......"

"What kind of person is this, fortunately he is still a controlling person, otherwise he would have been wronged......" Before he finished boasting about himself, the smell of perfume on the woman's body had overflowed to his brain, and he also "swished" after drinking, and the blood in his whole body was high.

Looking around, no one appeared, not night owls, they all lay down early.

Song Yang was also helpless, holding her with one hand, and finally got the key from his pocket with the other, and gently opened the door.

Picking her up, she is plump and not heavy at all, and the woman is really made of water.

But the touch, smooth and delicate, white as jade, I can't help but support her body The fingers gently increased a little bit of strength, soft, really soft, elastic is too good, I can't help but take the opportunity to pinch a few more times.

Slowly place her on the couch in the living room. After drunkenness, the face is white and red, like a peach blossom in full bloom, which is extremely charming.

Pouring a glass of water from the kitchen, he said, "Wake up, drink saliva, sober up, and I'll send you back in a moment." ”

The woman was unconscious, Song Yang wanted to pick her up, lowered his head, but saw her white and red neck, tender like a new lotus root, down her neck, and a piece of white also directly broke into his field of vision, as if he had seen two points that should not be seen.

Ah, I can't stand it! Song Yang's nose was hot, so he quickly picked up the paper and wiped it, it was red, and there was really a nosebleed.

He doesn't shake her anymore, he sleeps as much as he likes, anyway, the lamb comes to the door automatically, and it is not abducted. It is likely that he is also looking forward to something unexpected between men and women.

He took out the only blanket on his bed and covered her.

Dizzy, I went into the bathroom, took a shower, changed into a pair of shorts, opened my stomach, and when I got to the big bed, I collapsed.

At the end of September, the temperature outside is already relatively cool at night, but the house is still a little stuffy, the weather in Jinling has always been like this, surrounded by mountains, the city is like a steamer, stuffy, so it has always been called one of the four major furnaces in China.

For an old man, at this temperature, no blankets, no quilts, no air conditioning, sleeping shirtless is the most comfortable thing, and there is no need to worry about getting cold at night in this weather.

At three or four o'clock in the night, my throat was thirsty, Song Yang also came out, drank a glass of water, the white moonlight shone on the window, and the room was faintly visible......

Song Yang held back his anger and lay back again, thinking about the woman outside, the heat was burning, and it was difficult to sleep, but his brain saw that there was still a trace of innocence and would not take advantage of others......

While she was still struggling inside, she heard the voice of Hihisoso in the living room outside, and then saw her pass by the door and enter the bathroom. Song Yang closed his eyes and listened to the gentle flowing water of the big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate in the bathroom, like a good piece of music flowing in the room.

Oh my God, are you still alive?

If he looked in the mirror again at this time, Song Yang estimated that his eyes must have become red, like a hungry wolf.

When Song Yang heard the movement, she felt as if she had entered the house. When she opened her eyes, under the moonlight, she saw her jet-black shiny hair softly scattered on her shoulders and back, her slender body was delicately exposed, and the two peaks of her upper body stood confidently, fluctuating slightly with the ups and downs of her blurred breathing rhythm.

She was still drunk and hazy, but she also found the place where the bed was.

Then, he turned upside down and lay down next to Song Yang on his back, while he began to tear off the least clothes on his body, he actually ripped off the pantyhose with his hands and feet, threw it with his hand, and smashed it on Song Yang's face, ah, a special fragrance was directly stuffed.

Song Yang was stupid all of a sudden, she removed her pantyhose, her eyes were straight, and she was almost completely exposed to Song Yang's eyes.

The sound of "poof" was the sound of him swallowing a large mouthful of water.

At this time, the night was silent, so quiet that only the breathing of Song Yang and the strange woman was heard.

Feeling the woman's soft, warm body drifting gently towards him, he found himself sucked in by a large mollusk. She had already fallen into Song Yang's arms, and one hand was gently caressing Song Yang's stomach.

Song Yang stretched his arm under her neck, and his hand was inserted diagonally into her back and gently caressed, and the soft and delicate skin touched Song Yang's fingers very elastically. The animal-like aura emanating from her body ran down Song Yang's fingers along her arms, chest, and lower abdomen......

Song Yang looked down at the woman in his arms, this is really a natural stunner, there is a temptation that makes any man willing to make mistakes.

His hands were also on her back, slowly starting to slide down......

Be at the end of one's forbearance.

No need to endure it any longer! A voice seemed to call him in his head.

Two drunken and confused or drunk people, in the white moonlight, on a lonely big bed......

At night, I don't know where this energy comes from, endlessly......

She gradually woke up, but she did not struggle......

When the white light was revealed outside the window, Song Yang was so tired that he fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I couldn't stop thinking about the alarm clock at eight o'clock, and it seemed that I had a spring dream.

There was no trace of the spring dream, but Song Yang looked at the messy sheets, and there was a strange smell in the room, all of which reminded him that it was definitely not a dream.

Song Yang struggled to get up, there was no one in the room, but the empty water cup on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the obvious red lipstick mark on the wall of the cup, seemed to remind him that there was a guest last night, and it was still a woman......

Only then did Song Yang regain his memory and think of the drunk sexy woman from yesterday.

Who is it? Who is she?

How could such a beautiful woman pick herself up?

How could there be such shit luck?

Could it be that he has recently solved cases one after another, accumulated too much virtue, and God knows the loneliness in his heart?

He picked up a pinch of water, washed his face, and made himself more sober, God wouldn't be so bloody, right?

Also, how did she know the layout of her house so well?

I remember that in the middle of the night, without turning on the light, she was in a daze with her eyes closed, how could she instinctively go straight to the toilet?

Finally, instinctively got into the big bed?

Why?