Leaned over and touched his lips lightly.

It smells of wine and is soft.

Wen Yin's breath was held, and his palms were densely sweated, and his heart seemed to stop beating.

Oh my god - what is she doing......

Wen Yin swallowed, her eyelashes trembling, and she wanted to move away.

But a force in her heart drove her, and all the cells in her body told her that she was reluctant, and even wanted to use a little more strength.

But reason pulled her back.

At the moment when she was about to move away, the man's thin lips suddenly moved slightly, and the two lip flaps bit her slightly.

Crispy and numb, overpowered.

Wen Yin's hand tightened, his eyes widened instantly, and his brain went blank.

He jerked away from him, breathing heavily, his face blood-red.

She bit her lip tightly and stared at him lying on the couch.

He didn't wake up, and the movement of his lips was only a natural movement, but he almost took her life.

"Brother." When Wen Yin spoke again, he found that his voice was a little hoarse.

Fu Xu seemed to be very drunk, and Wen Yin tried to pull him up, but he was too heavy to pull him.

When a man drinks too much, he sleeps quietly, without making noise, without going crazy with alcohol.

Finally, Wen Yin brought the quilt and covered him, and she slowly sat down on the carpet by the sofa.

Staring at his sleeping face, the girl's mind was filled, and she also cleared the layers of misty fog, and made the inexplicable possessiveness clear before.

Brother, I want you.

You wait for me another year.

As for whether it is suitable or not, I will only know after trying it. Now, she just wants him, she just knows, just can't control her thoughts.

……

That night, she lay on the sofa and accompanied him.

At about five o'clock in the morning, the temperature was even cooler.

Fu Xu's head moved heavily, there was a quilt covering him, and the quilt was pressed and restrained by something, and he couldn't move.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the little girl lying there in thin clothes.

He rubbed his temples slightly, his head hurting.

He got up lightly, trying not to wake her up.

When his feet landed, because of the effect of alcohol, his brain was not clear, and the whole person was in a trance, and he almost didn't stand firmly.

Fu Xu shook his head, clearing his mind a little.

He wouldn't be so unconscious when he drank, and there must be something wrong with the wine in the wine bureau today.

And he himself, with strong resistance to all kinds of drugs, his blood will dilute drugs, not born, trained from the performance of tasks in the army.

I didn't practice death, and I also told fortunes.

So he is not easy to get drunk, and he is not easy to be fascinated by any medicine, this time he is lost, and it can only be said that the amount of this drug is very sufficient.

Fu Xu bent over and easily picked up the little girl from the ground.

She rested her head against his chest, dazed, knowing it was him, and she didn't move.

It always felt like he was putting himself down and covering the quilt.

He stood on the edge of the bed for a while.

Fu Xu looked at the little girl's well-behaved sleeping face, and suddenly rejoiced that today's wine was not the indiscriminate medicine.

Otherwise, it's just the two of them in the house.

He's a decent man, but there's no guarantee that he'll be able to do anything under the pressure of drugs.

……

Early the next morning.

When Wen Yin got up, she felt a pain in her throat.

My brain is also a little dizzy, I guess I slept on the edge of the sofa yesterday and caught a cold, washed up, changed my clothes and went out of the room.

In the living room, breakfast was already set.

Fu Xu sat on the sofa and looked at her: "Come here." ”

She walked over: "What's wrong?" Have breakfast? ”

The man just instructed lightly: "Next time, if my brother comes back drunk, you should stay away from me." ”