Chapter 90: Ignore the fire after lighting it
Yin Shaoji's dark eyes were as deep as ink, and he stared at her for a while, almost wanting to go up and kiss her, but quickly stopped himself. : 。
He must be crazy!
Yin Shaoyu shook his head irritably, trying to drive away the strange impulse in his heart, but Mu Xiaoxiao made some noises from time to time on the bed, making it difficult for him not to pay attention.
Glaring at her, he muttered, "Stinky girl, you can't mean it, right?" ”
Deliberately seducing him?
Usually this girl is a little eccentric, even if she does such a thing, it is not unusual, but seeing her face flushed, the whole person is twisting uncomfortably on the bed, it shouldn't be like pretending to be drunk.
"Boom, I'm hot...... It's so uncomfortable here. Mu Xiaoxiao twisted and turned around, facing the direction of Yin Shaoji, pressing his chest with his hand.
Yin Shaoyu saw that her brows were furrowed so tightly, her face was flushed to her neck, and she grabbed her chest with her little paws, drawing red marks on her white collarbone.
He finally couldn't stand it anymore, and if she continued to scratch it like this, her skin would have to be scratched.
"It's all said, let me buy you some hangover medicine, you will feel more comfortable after drinking it, you just don't listen." He reproached, his good-looking eyebrows furrowed, staring at her little face.
Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to be crying, making a whining sound, so aggrieved.
Yin Shaoyi couldn't help but soften, she had never seen her so miserable, and she was very uncomfortable when she thought about it.
Although he usually drinks alcohol, and the amount of alcohol is good, but several kinds of wine are mixed together, and if there is still liquor added to it, after drinking a few glasses, the stamina is really torturous.
"What's the discomfort?" He asked, his voice softening.
Mu Xiaoxiao rubbed her chest, "...... here"
She felt as if her chest was on fire, and it was very uncomfortable.
Yin Shaojie also understood that feeling, sighed helplessly, pulled her hand away, reached out to her chest, and helped her rub it, "Is it here?" Is it better? ”
Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to be more comfortable, nodded in confusion, and subconsciously leaned towards him.
At first, Yin Shaojie just wanted to help her soothe her, but rubbing and rubbing, especially after she writhed, the neckline of the T-shirt was messed up, and his gaze inadvertently fell on her delicate collarbone, white and bony, dyed pink because of the temperature emitted by alcohol, which looked particularly attractive.
Below the collarbone, of course, is her breasts......
Yin Shaojian only felt that the place where his hand touched it became hot, and his breathing became a little heavier.
How do you feel, the room seems to be getting hot.
Mu Xiaoxiao sighed, not as uncomfortable as just now, and closed her eyes as if she was slowly calming down.
Yin Shaojie looked at her quiet little face, but he became even more irritable.
It was as if she had passed on the heat to him.
"You're fine, go to sleep when you're comfortable." He said as he stared at her disapprovingly.
That innocent and harmless expression made him a little displeased, as if she had lit a fire, and then she herself fell asleep peacefully, leaving him alone, with messy impulses in his head, tugging.
The corners of Yin Shaoji's mouth twitched evilly, and he suddenly got up, bent down, and his handsome face approached her little face.
She slept soundly, her warm breath sprinkled on his face, hot.
There was a hint of intent in his dark eyes, his burning gaze fixed on her pink lips, and the scales in his heart were tilting.