Chapter 23: The Night Is Sultry.
When the car drove to Yingyue Villa, Song Yu didn't dare to stay for a moment, helped Feng Yin out of the car and stuffed it into Su Qiyan's arms and turned around and left.
"Hey, how can I get it when you're gone?" Su Qiyan hurriedly hugged Feng Yin's waist and looked at Song Yu puzzled.
Song Yu ignored it and ran faster.
At the door of the lonely villa, in the end, only Su Qiyan and Feng Yin were left, and the night breeze blew a little desolate.
"What a good secretary!" Su Qiyan sneered and began to face his own problem.
Feng Yin should be one hundred and eighty-six, belonging to the body type of thin and unclothed with flesh, plus the drunkenness is uncontrollable, it takes a little effort to get back to the house.
Su Qiyan patted his face and asked softly, "Can you go?" ”
The other party didn't react, not only that, but the whole person pressed towards her, and Su Qiyan hugged him with both hands so that people wouldn't turn over on their backs.
She began to drag people towards the villa, and after dragging them for less than ten meters, she was sweating profusely.
And the way back to the house is still a long way.
"If you live alone in such a big mountain villa, you are not afraid of haunting in the middle of the night." Su Qiyan couldn't help but complain, she dragged Feng Yin and walked a few more meters, as the other party became heavier and heavier, her complaint became louder and louder.
"What is it that you eat, so heavy?"
"You're not going to be fat, are you?"
After dragging a few meters, Su Qiyan suddenly had an evil idea, he was so drunk that he should leave him here to feed mosquitoes all night and avenge himself?
She tried to get him to lean against a tree, then let go and turned to run, only to find that the hem of his coat was so tightly tugged at him that she couldn't run at all.
"What do you want to do?" Feng Yin leaned against the tree, his eyes opened faintly, like the King of the Night, cold and full of evil.
Su Qiyan hurriedly made an excuse, "I'll call someone to come over and help." ”
"No one."
"Where's the butler?"
"Take a leave of absence."
"What about the other servants?"
"Not at home."
In other words, there are only two people in such a big villa, she and him.
Okay, "Then I'll help you back, can you go?" Su Qiyan returned to him and held his waist.
He didn't say he was going or saying no, he just lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly, under the moonlight, the shadow of his long eyelashes inexplicably made him feel a little lonely and broken, much like the male protagonist in an idol drama.
Su Qiyan's heart fluttered twice, oh my God, it looks really good!
She subconsciously took a step closer, and her hand changed from holding his waist to wrapping it.
At present, the beautiful man can't help it.
Feng Yin still lowered his eyes and looked at her, and gradually his gaze became blurred, and then leaned down to approach her, and when each other's eyes were not focused, Su Qiyan closed his eyes.
She thought he was going to kiss her, but she didn't expect him to just get drunk.
Su Qiyan looked at the night alone, his face flushed, and he was actually looking forward to kissing the dead head, it was a shame.
It took a lot of effort for Su Qiyan to finally get the person back to the villa, threw it on the sofa, got up, she shook her sore arm, and prepared to leave again.
“…… Put in bath water. ”
"What?"
Su Qiyan turned around and stared at Feng Yin's face, was he talking just now?
Is he drunk or not?
Feng Yin struggled to sit up from the couch and began to undress, first his shirt and then his pants.
"Wait." Su Qiyan hurriedly stopped, "Don't take it off yet, I'll go put the bath water, and then you can take it off when it's done." ”
She went upstairs in three steps and two steps, and helped him put the bath water in the bathroom like a maid.
A few minutes later, Feng Yin came up with his bare upper body and swayed, standing in front of the washstand holding water to wash his face, wearing trousers and his back bones extending to the hip cleft.
He seemed to be a little sober, raised his eyes and looked at Su Qiyan from the mirror, and the mist in the bathtub rose, giving each other a layer of filters.
He turned and leaned back against the sink, "Come here." ”
Su Qiyan walked over uncontrollably.
"Good performance today, I'll give you a reward."
Su Qiyan's eyes lit up instantly, it wouldn't be 60 million and he didn't have to lose.
She raised the corners of her mouth and was about to rejoice, but the next second he pinched her chin and kissed her lips.