After leaving the mooncake stall, I found a supper stall nearby with Scorpion, and waited for news while eating supper.

At one o'clock in the morning, soon the East Lake sneakily touched a few well-dressed bastards, and took advantage of no one's attention to smash the mooncake stall of Mingxuan Restaurant.

The key is that these people were ruthless and directly smashed the store to pieces, even internally.

When the scorpion and I received the news, we smiled lightly and returned home after supper.

The moonlight sprinkled on the neighborhood, illuminating the quiet night. The buildings in the community loom in the faint moonlight, and the outline of the building is clearly visible, as if it is a black and white urban picture.

Under the moonlight, the scenery of the community becomes quiet and peaceful. The leaves of the street trees sway gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound like a symphony of night. The flower beds in the community also exude a faint fragrance in the moonlight, and all kinds of flowers are dreamlike in the night.

I smoked a cigarette and looked up faintly, and the residential buildings in the community looked quiet and warm in the moonlight. The windows let in soft light, revealing a warm family dinner.

It's just that it's late at night, and there are few vehicles and pedestrians on the roads in the community. The moonlight shines on the pavement, casting clear shadows, giving a sense of serenity and serenity. The security patrol officers of the community patrol leisurely and maintain the security and tranquility of the community.

"I don't know if Aunt Meng has slept, and she hasn't run home much in the past few days." I muttered to myself.

Then I walked downstairs to the community, and was about to go upstairs, when suddenly a woman in professional clothes fell down the stairs at the corner, and I choked on a few puffs of cigarettes in my mouth.

This point, why is the beauty of the family so drunk, and she is still at the top of the stairs, I frowned.

However, when I just came in to take a look, it almost scared me to death, and it was none other than Aunt Meng who fell at the corner of the stairs. I could smell a strong smell of alcohol from a distance, and it was obvious that Aunt Meng had drunk a lot of wine tonight.

"Aunt! How did you get drunk here! I let out an exclamation and hurried to meet it.

Thanks to his timely discovery, otherwise he would have been bumped into by someone with bad intentions. I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Aunt Meng didn't respond, obviously drunk and unconscious, and saw her lying quietly at the staircase of the apartment building.

Her long hair hung loosely over her shoulders, and a messy dress had slipped down to her waist, revealing her fair shoulders. The drunken thought of her face flushed, and her eyes were hazy and blurred, apparently in a deep drunken sleep.

The moonlight shone down on her through the window at the staircase, outlining her silhouette clearly. The breeze blew through her long hair, like a sleeping beauty.

"I have a headache, I used to go home to fall on the sofa, and today I can't even go home." I said bitterly, and hurriedly threw away the cigarette on my mouth, for fear that it would burn this beauty.

The light at the staircase was dim and soft, casting dappled shadows. The contrast between Aunt Meng's drunkenness and the tranquility of the staircase is like a beautiful picture, making people feel a wonderful impulse.

"Auntie, you hold on, I'll carry you home."

Aunt Meng still didn't respond, she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, ignoring my call.

I bent down and carefully lifted Aunt Meng's hand up, then gently put it on my shoulder, trying to lift her up. Aunt Meng's body was weak and weak, her hair almost covered her face, but I could feel her body temperature, and her skin was unusually soft.

Step by step, I supported Aunt Meng, her body was soft, like a ball of cotton, and the wine made her center of gravity unstable, rubbing up and down my back, and at the same time bringing a crispy feeling.

In addition, the whole process was not easy, Aunt Meng's drunkenness shook from time to time, a pair of restless hands around my neck, and her body was tightly cling.

"Headache, how can you get drunk like this."

I struggled to carry Aunt Meng home, I slowly put her gently on the sofa, looking at this suffocating woman, Aunt Meng's eyelids squirmed slightly, and her slender eyelashes made people excited.

Especially when Aunt Meng fell, her clothes were a little messy, and the skin below her neck was glowing with a ruddy luster, and she was salivating when she looked at it.

"I don't know where I fell."

I grabbed Aunt Meng's hand with some distress and examined her carefully, and found that there were several abrasions on my body, which made me quite distressed. It's just that Aunt Meng is drunk now, and she doesn't feel the pain in her body at all.

"Shen Simeng, you are really outrageous, if you want me to say hello to you." I said helplessly.

I had to grab a bottle of medicinal wine, smear it little by little on the abrasions on her body, touch Aunt Meng's smooth skin, and gradually, my mind began to drift away.

In particular, I noticed that Aunt Meng's thigh abrasion area was quite large, and under the wrapping of the short skirt, her fair skin was so tender that she had to squeeze out water.

However, there are obvious abrasions on the hem of the skirt, and I don't know if it hurts the inside.

Thinking of this, I swallowed my saliva, took a deep breath, and my eyes burned into the depths, and my mind suddenly became a little messy.

"I'm also here to help Aunt Meng solve her wounds, you can't think about it." I said to myself.

So he smeared a medicated oil, brushed aside his face and gently poked inside. When I came into contact with Aunt Meng's skin, the whole person was even more nervous, and I felt every inch of my nervous tension.

I felt my head go white for a while, and with it came a lot of enthusiasm.

Just when I was getting bolder and bolder, Aunt Meng didn't know if she was choked by the smell of the medicinal oil, or if her body gradually regained consciousness, her eyelids moved slightly, and then slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

"Here it is...... How can I ...... here?"

I heard Aunt Meng's soft voice in my ears, and my conditioned reflex startled a spirit, and I hurriedly pulled my hand back from Aunt Meng's leg, like a child who had been caught.

Aunt Meng's voice made my heart beat faster, and I coughed awkwardly, trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Auntie, are you awake? You've just collapsed drunk at the top of the stairs, and I'll help you carry you home. You've drunk too much and you've broken your skin, but don't worry, I've already treated your wounds. I tried to stay calm, smirking and trying to explain.

Aunt Meng's eyes were a little confused, her eyes were foggy, and the whole person was in a state of confusion.

"You, who are you?" Aunt Meng's voice was drunk, and her soft eyes looked at me.

"Huh?"

My heart tightened, and my whole body was blindfolded. This Aunt Meng shouldn't have fallen and dropped her brain.

I even forgot who I am, or is Aunt Meng talking crazy before she wakes up?

"Auntie, I'm Xiaofeng, why are you so drunk, it can't be that you fell to your brain, right?" I said distressedly, leaning over to Aunt Meng and sniffing her wine.

"Husband?" Aunt Meng looked at me and leaned over, her face was even more flushed, and her drunken eyes inexplicably swelled with a soft emotion.

I was dumbfounded, I was clearly talking about Xiaofeng just now, how did you hear that you were a husband.

Then I was about to explain, but Aunt Meng suddenly grabbed my neck and buried the whole person.

"Auntie, you, what are you doing, don't." I panicked and wanted to pull Aunt Meng's hand away, but Aunt Meng's strength was unusually strong when she was drunk.

I recall that every time Aunt Meng was drunk, she was half drunk and half awake, and then pulled me to kiss her, and the most exaggerated thing was to press my head and give me a big hug, which almost made me faint several times.

"Husband, kiss."

"Poof!" With Aunt Meng's voice, my face was pulled by Aunt Meng, and the gentle lips were directed at me.

"Auntie, you're mistaken, I'm Xiaofeng, not my husband......" I was so miserable that I didn't even know if Aunt Meng was really drunk at this moment, or if she was deliberately drunk with the strength of alcohol.

"Husband, hug me, I'm so hot." Aunt Meng dragged my hair with the strength of wine, giving birth to a bit of savagery, which is a little similar to Ono, I'm afraid that the mother and daughter were both virtuous when they were young?

"It's not...... ......"I was about to speak, but Aunt Meng pulled my face and blocked my mouth directly.

There was a burst of sweetness in my nostrils, which made my body, which was still resisting, suddenly numb, and this faint fragrance rushed straight to my Tianling Gai.

After being tossed for a moment by Aunt Meng's savage behavior, I gradually lost the rationality that I had maintained.

But the thing that surprised me very much was that Aunt Meng had been divorced for so long, and it stands to reason that she should know very well that she has no husband, why she suddenly became so drunk, all of which seems so unscientific.

And I don't dare to continue digging deeper, because once I dig deeper, it is very likely that all this is deliberate by Aunt Meng, and she deliberately uses the strength of wine to vent the emotions in her heart.

I'm so confused, is Aunt Meng really interesting to herself?

I gradually let go of the last guard in my heart, and at this moment facing the woman in front of me, I have fantasized about this scene many times in my dreams.

Gradually, I hugged her gently, and the kiss lasted for an unknown amount of time, and then we reluctantly parted.

Aunt Meng's face was even more ruddy, and after drinking a lot of wine, her breathing became messy under the strength of the wine, and she looked at me in a daze, looking a little embarrassed, and she was so charming.

If she really regards herself as her husband, what is the situation with this shy expression, this embarrassed expression, obviously all this seems to be so unreasonable......

I wiped my lips and said in a somewhat blank voice: "Auntie, you are drunk, if you don't, sober up first......."

But Aunt Meng looked at me, a pair of snow-white lotus arms gently brushed my cheeks, and looked at me with a bit of shyness: "Husband, didn't you just apply medicine to my thighs, I don't feel good, do you want to help me apply it again......

Under the moonlight, the tranquility of the community and the beauty of Aunt Meng were intertwined, I looked at Aunt Meng in a daze, and my eyes unconsciously looked down, only to see the skirt slightly raised, glowing with white light.