The phone placed on the wooden board will light up every once in a while.

It was Minister Zhang who sent her a message, asking her where she had gone, and telling her to come over and continue to eat and hi.

Jiang Cha Cha ignored the news.

She rarely gets along alone with the male protagonist of "Love Matters" so peacefully.

So she cherished this opportunity.

She doesn't expect the male protagonists to like her much, she just hopes that they can put aside the filter of the original body and realize that this body belongs to the soul of her player.

She wanted to put aside all the other miscellaneous worries in her head for a while, and enjoy this summer night with all her heart, and then it would become her precious memory, which she cherished in her heart.

Jiang Chacha raised her mobile phone and boldly asked, "Can I play a song to listen to?" ”

Bian Jichen stared at her coldly.

She hardened her head and was brave for once, "Okay, don't speak, then I'll take you by default!" ”

Without waiting for Bian Jichen to speak, she quickly clicked on the screen and played a song she liked.

Bian Jichen didn't speak, and continued to chew on the barbecue while drinking cold beer.

Jiang Chacha found that the young masters of these big families ate more than the other. Taste it unhurriedly and eat it carelessly, casually and elegantly.

She knew that he didn't like to talk, so she listened to the song and masturbated quietly.

It was only when her gaze was completely absorbed by other things that he landed an obscure gaze on her.

Her hair was semi-dry, and the wet ends of her hair drenched the fabric of the T-shirt on her chest, leaving a little water mark on her chest.

But she didn't find out.

She had just taken a shower, so now her face was refreshing, her face was flushed, her face was so white and transparent, her brows were light, and her lips were naturally pink, all of which were as lovely as small flowers blooming on the dark green lawn.

The T-shirt on her body was too wide, as if she had stolen her boyfriend's clothes, and the skin on her limbs was as lustrous as mutton fat.

"Ahh

Jiang Chacha, who was eating barbecue, suddenly screamed.

The barbecue, which was almost to her mouth, suddenly fell off and rolled around her legs, but fortunately she was not wearing long pants. However, her smooth legs were also a little shiny, and they looked a little funny.

At this time, a tissue was handed in front of her eyes.

Jiang Chacha hurriedly reached out and took it.

At the moment when she lowered her head and wiped her thighs in embarrassment.

She forgot to set the single loop in the music app.

At this time, the three-minute Chinese song is about to be played, and only the last ten seconds of the melody are countdown.

Ten seconds is short.

Just when the song was finished, the surroundings fell silent, and the laughter of the boys in the back of the apartment could be faintly heard.

In the darkness of the night, he spoke.

The voice was still cold, but the voice seemed to be stained with an intoxicating smell of alcohol at this time.

"Can you still treat me like you used to?"

Because of the salty smell of alcohol at night, in this obsessive and indulgent drunkenness, the head sank slightly to a comfortable range, the head was hot, and even the eye sockets were flushed with a reddish that was difficult to catch.

The body seemed to be slightly hot because of this, and the soul seemed to float on the clouds.

Some people drink a lot of alcohol, two beers, and they can't get drunk.

But there are always those who drink under the pretext of alcohol.

Through the exertion of alcohol, through the slight drunkenness of the head, in order to deceive the senses, to deceive oneself into getting drunk, in order to say the words that were contained in the box in the past.

So tonight, he tricked the moon into getting drunk.