When I got back to the hotel, it was already past twelve o'clock.

Fu Xin was almost half-pulled and half-hugged and led back to the room, and after a while, the room collapsed on the first bed, occupying the entire bed.

Yan Zhizhou was glad that he drank a good amount of alcohol, unlike this cup of wine that is not drunk and does not return.

"Hey." He patted Fu Xin, "Do you want to get up and take a shower?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Xin shook his head, lazily lay on the bed, hugged the pillow, and frowned, "Don't." ”

"Then you lie down, don't stagger."

Yan Zhizhou was helpless and wanted to pull out the pillow from her hand, but found that this guy was hugging so tightly that he couldn't pull it out.

"Pillow on your head, don't hold it so tightly, let go."

One sentence caused Fu Xin's resistance: "Don't, don't, don't!"

Yan Zhizhou: "......"

He tried to pull the pillow again, but found that he was still being held tightly by this guy, so he gave up: "Okay, sleep, I'm sleepy too, good night."

With that, he turned and prepared to walk towards his bed.

As a result, two hands stopped him in his tracks.

Looking down, the guy didn't know when he let go of the pillow and hugged his leg tightly.

Yan Zhizhou couldn't cry or laugh, and couldn't move: "Sleep, sleep, let go, be obedient."

She closed her eyes, and her dry lips moved, "Together."

Yan Zhizhou was stunned.

He hoped that his ear had failed and he had heard it wrong.

However, the drunk muttered again, "Let's sleep together."

Yan Zhizhou was at a loss this time, it was obvious that it was Jiang Chuhuai who was drunk and teasing people, but he was a little embarrassed when he was teased.

He glanced at Fu Xin, who was asleep, and said with his forehead raised: "If you weren't drunk, I suspect that you deliberately manipulated me."

When the words fell, I saw that the drunk man had half opened his eyes, hazy, vague, and a little cute.

There was drunkenness in her eyes, she bent her eyes and grinned, "Baby, I just did it on purpose."

As he spoke, Yan Zhizhou only felt that the hand holding his leg was pulled violently, and he fell on the bed unexpectedly.

The slightly drunken smell of alcohol fills the air, mixed with ambiguous breath, and the air conditioning and air conditioning cannot lower the sudden rise in indoor temperature, and the quiet space seems to make people hear the sound of breathing and heartbeat.

Fu Xin hugged Yan Zhizhou's waist in a daze, leaned over his collarbone and kissed him, without any strength, as if he was just gently rubbing his neck.

Yan Zhizhou's breath was stagnant, and he wanted to stop her, but he couldn't move, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his back, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But the next situation made him unable to support it, only to see Fu Xin climbing his neck, moving upward, his lips against his lips, ready to move.

Yan Zhizhou: "......"

Damn.

The sober suffer the most.

Reason told him that Jiang Chuhuai was just drunk, and what he did was not out of his intention, it was just the effect of alcohol, and he should not do anything, he had to restrain himself, otherwise he would take advantage of the danger of others, and it would be difficult to explain when he woke up the next day.

However, reality is tempting him step by step.

The man below him poked out the tip of his tongue and tried to pry his lips and teeth open, and the smell of alcohol filled the tip of his nose in an attempt to penetrate his lips and teeth.

"Chu Huai, do you want to ...... Wake up? ”

God knows how painful it is for him to hold back his desires at such a time!

After Fu Xin tried many times, seeing that he was still indifferent, he couldn't help but turn his face away and play a scoundrel: "Senior, don't you like me?"

Slightly drunk, her voice was a little hoarse, and it was distressing at first glance.

Yan Zhizhou was stunned, could it be that her unintentional refusal made her sad?

"I'm not I'm not." He said, coughing lightly, and added, "I still like you very much." ”

It's just that drunkenness should not be ambiguous.

When Fu Xin heard this, he asked dissatisfiedly, "Then why don't you go to bed?"

Yan Zhizhou: "......"

was put on the table again, is this person really drunk or fake?