Chapter 83

The two were silent, just drinking with their heads down, quite a sense of borrowing wine to drown their sorrows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The dishes on the info stone table did not move at all, but the good daughter red on the two jars was drunk by them, and there was not a drop left.

Liu Xiang is obviously not good at drinking, his face is red, his eyes are foggy, and he knows that he is not lightly drunk at a glance.

Bai Ling is okay, he is a martial arts practitioner, and this bit of alcohol can't get him drunk. He hugged Liu Xiang's waist, and the warm body in his arms made him very moved.

Liu Xiang stared at Bai Ling, his arms wrapped around his neck. Although he was watching, anyone who looked at his misty eyes would not think that his consciousness was awake.

"I'll take you back to your room." It was Bai Zero's suppressed and deep voice.

Liu Xiang did not object, but looked at Bai Ling's eyes, as if he wanted to engrave him in his eyes forever, and smiled stupidly.

Bai Ling frowned, I don't know why Liu Xiang was so abnormal after drinking, if he had known that this would be the case, he wouldn't have let him drink so much wine.

As soon as the footsteps were wrong, Bai Ling picked up Liu Xiang and swept towards the room.

The person in his arms is really light, and he can touch his ribs in his arms. It turned out that the body hidden in the wide robe was so skinny, and the high power did not make him comfortable and comfortable, or even make him fat, but worked so hard.

Bai Ling's eyes were overflowing with pity, he gently put Liu Xiang on the bed, and with a wave of his sleeves, the door and window of the room seemed to be closed by an invisible hand.

In the flickering candlelight, Bai Ling sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Liu Xiang's face, and hummed a minor tune that was almost annihilated in his memory. The tune is soft, like a mother's hand, soothing the sad heart.

A tear slipped down Liu Xiang's face and seeped into the pillow, and the murmuring voice was full of bitter memories, "Stepmother." ā€

This minor key was made by White Zero's mother. When Liu Xiang first arrived in Baifu, he often couldn't sleep at night and had nightmares. After Bai Ling's mother found out, every night, she would sit at the head of his bed, humming this little tune and coaxing him to sleep. Later, when his stepmother died, he never heard this song in his memory again. Hearing Bai Ling hum today, it once again reminded him of his thoughts about his stepmother.

Bai Ling sighed lightly, he originally wanted to coax Liu Xiang to sleep, but who wanted to accidentally arouse his worries. Unable to bear to see the pain in his eyes, Bai Ling leaned over and kissed Liu Xiang's lips.

Liu Xiang's lips are very soft, like soft and glutinous pastries, with a hint of sweetness. Bai Ling's lips were a little cold, and with the red wine fragrance of his daughter, it invaded Liu Xiang's mouth.

The feeling of electric shock made Liu Xiang's eyes widen. And Bai Ling was also intoxicated between the soft lips, he never knew that the feeling of kissing was so wonderful.

It's not that he hasn't had a woman, it's not that he hasn't kissed someone, but it's the first time that such a wonderful feeling has been. It seems that all the sweet rain in the world exists between the lips and teeth, Bai Ling tirelessly draws from Liu Xiang's mouth, and his flexible tongue is to pry open Liu Xiang's teeth, conquer the city, and occupy all the beauty.

Liu Xiang's eyes were even more misty, his arms involuntarily hooked Bai Ling's neck, leaned over to deepen the kiss, stretched out his tongue and intertwined with Bai Ling's tongue and played.

Both of them were a little emotional, and they could even see clusters of small flames in Bai Ling's eyes.