He stared at his finger for a moment, his gaze obediently following the girl's finger. It goes to the left, he looks to the left, it goes to the right, he turns to the right.

After staring for a while.

His delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

seemed to be silent for a moment,

The little young master reached out and slowly held Jiang Yu's fingers, put them on his chest, and said in a low tone, "Don't move, dizzy." ”

As he spoke, the little young master hung his head almost reverently in a state of confusion, and his red and soft lips fell on the girl's fingertips.

Then he was satisfied with a slight hook of his lips and interlocked his fingers with her.

After another pause, he added solemnly: "It's two." ”

"So, I didn't, drunk." He said softly, frowning, serious.

The little young master leaned softly on Jiang Yu's shoulder, and the faint milky fragrance on his body was already half mixed with a hint of wine, with a little sweet taste.

He seemed to feel tired, and closed his beautifully shaped eyes slightly, and his long, curly eyelashes fluttered lightly, as light as butterfly wings.

The fine black hair lined with the reddish tips of the ears, shallow hidden in the broken hair, like a half-shy little girl, hiding from people.

The thin lips of the red lips pursed unconsciously, and the straight lines were softer because of the quiet softness.

He hugged the girl's waist and leaned against her like a fluffy doll.

Soft voice: "I like ......"

As if it was a murmur, Jiang Yu didn't hear it too clearly.

She subconsciously "Huh? "Yes.

Suddenly, I heard the young man murmuring.

"Like, Lady ......"

This time, Jiang Yu heard clearly.

Her body froze for a moment.

The beautiful and beautiful girl lowered her long eyelashes, and her dark and deep gaze fell on the young man's body coldly.

The boy closed his eyes and fell asleep, unconsciously muttering a few times, looking simple and defenseless.

Jiang Yu's gaze gradually became a little complicated, and quickly faded, as if there was a hint of sneer.

Jiang Xiaoyu over there didn't know when she had fallen asleep on the sofa.

The hot pot was still bubbling hot, the enticing aroma kept coming, and bursts of laughter were heard on the TV.

Jiang Yu didn't push away the little young master who was sleeping lightly on her shoulder, picked up a bottle of wine in front of her, the mouth of the bottle was close to her lips, and she opened her lips and drank several sips.

The drink slid down my throat, glowing with sweetness and a hint of indulgence.

——

The night had passed quietly, and it was already the next morning when I woke up again.

When Jiang Xiaoyu woke up, she had a splitting headache.

When she sat up from the couch, she felt stiff, as if she hadn't moved for a long time.

The head hurt even more.

Jiang Xiaoyu rubbed her swollen temples and began to look at the surrounding environment.

It's a bit unfamiliar......

She glanced at the hot pot on the table.

I suddenly remembered.

Oh, this is the home of the concubine!

It seems like I drank too much last night, and then ...... It seems like I fell asleep......

Jiang Xiaoyu took a cold breath, stood up stiffly on the sofa, and muttered: "Concubine is too cold-blooded!" I couldn't bear to spend the night alone on the sofa with a young girl in the flower season, and I didn't even cover a blanket, but fortunately it wasn't winter. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't get angry, so she walked to the bathroom and washed her face.

She glanced at the time, it was already past ten o'clock, and she slept deeply enough.

After washing her face, Jiang Xiaoyu took the initiative to clean up the mess that happened last night. After packing up her things, Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at the bedroom.