Chapter Twenty-Seven, She Takes the Night...
He couldn't bear to lift Bai Xiao to the side, and raised her chin with one hand: "Woman, you figure it out, whose territory is this?" ”
Bai Xiao looked around, drunk and misty: "It seems to be your home." After a pause, she pursed her mouth aggrievedly, "But, why am I at your house?" ”
“……”
Ye Yu refused this topic in his heart, he pursed his lips and did not speak.
"Why don't you answer? Why am I in your house? Bai Xiao continued to ask without giving up.
Her little face was very cute, and Yeyao's gaze softened a little: "Because we are married." ”
"Poofha......"
Bai Xiao clutched his stomach and laughed loudly.
"The two of us? How is it possible to get married? Hahahaha......"
The huge living room was filled with Bai Xiao's exaggerated laughter. She laughed so hard that tears came out, and Yeyu looked at her, her eyebrows tightening tighter and tighter.
After laughing for a long time, Bai Xiao stopped. She squatted on the ground and clutched her stomach: "Eggs, I'm thirsty, do you have water?" ”
Yeyu wrinkled her brows and went to pour her water.
When Ye Yu poured the water and turned it back, Bai Xiao actually curled up on the ground and fell asleep!
Fall asleep!
Nightshade crouched down and patted her face.
No response.
Nightshade picked her up and went upstairs.
……
Shirahiro slept deeply, drunk, made trouble, and laughed...... At this moment, she is like a well-behaved kitten, curled up in the arms of the nighteye.
On her body, there is a faint body fragrance and the smell of wine, which is mixed into an intoxicating poison that attracts the night eyelid.
From the first floor to the second floor, the short distance was sweating.
Entering the bedroom, he quickly put her on the bed and pulled up the quilt for her.
Whew-
Ye Yu let out a long sigh of relief and went to the balcony to blow the wind.
He was now hot and dry, and he was in dire need of fire.
It was already dark, and the wind of early summer was blowing and it was slightly cool. Yeyu felt much more comfortable, he lit a cigarette, and stood in the night and smoked slowly, without turning on the light.
In the night, he saw a little red light disappearing at his fingertips.
It wasn't until a cigarette burned out that Nightfall returned to the bedroom. He turned on the night light and prepared to change into his pajamas.