Chapter 432 How could he be so, so

With her eyes open, feeling the hijacking from the dagger, Song blushed and looked at the night sky, it was indescribable, she really didn't understand anything, she didn't understand anything, she didn't understand anything, she didn't understand it, and the one who lowered her was the dagger.

The night was very long, and Song Qing didn't know how she fell asleep, but she still fell asleep.

Although the night on the mountain is a little cool, it is the hot time of summer. So even in the open grass, it's still acceptable.

But even so, when the temperature dropped in the second half of the night, Song Qing was still woken up by the night wind.

Although the third master was drunk, it was impossible to feel her presence, so he protected her in his arms all night, of course, it would be better if the hand around her waist could be loosened.

In the back mountain in the second half of the night, the temperature was a little low, so after Song Qing woke up, he reached out and pulled the third master's coat to cover himself, and squeezed his body into his arms even more.

And so the night passed, and in the blink of an eye it was the next day.

At this time, when the sun had just risen in the morning, the golden sunlight shone on the earth, and in an instant the whole world was dyed with a faint gold, as if wearing a pale golden coat.

The sunlight was a little dazzling, Zhao Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and only opened his eyes when he got used to the light.

The scene that catches the eye, the blue sky and white clouds, the sun that has just risen, and the eagle flying not far from the sky.

Apparently, he was drinking too much again.

Feeling that he was holding someone in his arms, Zhao Cheng's body stiffened, and he lowered his head and glanced into the crook of his arm.

At this time, Song's petite body was being held in his arms, and his slightly curly long hair was entwined with his black hair. Especially the green shirt, which was too conspicuous in the black of his outfit.

Underneath her is her slender waist and her delicate body. Song Qing hadn't woken up yet, a hand around his waist, sleeping in his arms very obediently.

Zhao Cheng's gaze swept over her fair cheeks and finally stopped at her reddish lips. There is clearly a broken skin.

The image of last night's drunkenness came to mind, and finally froze on the image of her choking under him.

Looking at Song Qing's already broken lips, Zhao Cheng was stunned.

That's what he bites.

Even after one night, he can still clearly remember the soft feeling.

Silently looking away.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

For the first time, Zhao Cheng felt the feeling of his heart beating like a drum. He propped himself up slightly, glanced down at Song Qing, and silently removed his hand from her waist.

Seeing that she didn't wake up, Zhao Cheng raised her head very lightly, and gently moved the person from the crook of his arm to the grass to sleep.

No one knew that Zhao Cheng, who was still looking serious and deep at this time, was actually panicked in his heart.

Perhaps sensing Zhao Cheng's movements, Song lightly smacked his mouth, and subconsciously leaned closer to him again.

Seeing Song Qing like this, Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand and stroked her cheek with his fingers. Retracting his hand, Zhao Cheng stood up and sat up from the grass.

Looking up, not far away was a broken wine jar, and there was a faint smell of wine wafting in the air.

I drank too much last night, and now Zhao Cheng only feels a terrible headache. Reaching out and rubbing his forehead, he felt better.

He turned his head to look at the person sleeping next to him.

His gaze inadvertently fell on Song Qing's fair neck, and the pink mark was visible to the naked eye. There was a tooth mark near the shoulder, which was slightly purple.

Retracting his gaze, Zhao Cheng propped himself on his knees, raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and after a while, he forced out a sentence.

"How could it be so ridiculous.".

Originally, he had a headache when he had a hangover, but now Zhao Cheng felt that his head hurt more than before.