She didn't answer.

Instead, the whole body lay limply in his arms.

I've never been so obedient.

Yue Jialing's body, which trembled with anger, was ironed by her slightly hot body, and her pores opened inch by inch, and slowly closed.

I don't know how long it took, his emotions gradually calmed down, and he tried to call her: "Yan Shuangyi? ”

No response.

*

There is only one small light in the bedroom.

Yue Jialing put the person in his arms on the bed, and stood up to look at her. Her eyes were slightly drunk, her lips were red and shiny from the heat and thirst, and she murmured that she didn't know what she was muttering.

The moonlight brushed her cheeks, and in the cold light, her stretched body made his throat tighten. He coughed lightly, trying to force himself to retract with mechanical movements, turning off the lights and walking out.

"Hmmm......"

A drunken Jiao called back to his footsteps.

When he looked back, Yan Shuangyi was struggling on the bed, and the writhing of his limbs made him sense her discomfort.

He turned back and pulled her out, "Get up, take a bath." ”

She was drunk, but her strength was unexpectedly great. No matter how he dragged it, she just didn't move, and during the struggle, Yue Jialing not only didn't pull her up, but was taken to the bed by her because of her unstable center of gravity.

The bed was extremely soft, the person was sunk in the mattress, and the spring drove the body to rub and bounce slightly. With a dizzying tremor, Yue Jialing's lips inadvertently brushed her cheeks.

His movements froze, and his back tensed instantly.

The silky touch of Yan Shuangyi......'s cheeks made him feel a little nostalgic, and his lips not only did not leave her cheeks, but took the opportunity to rub his skin twice. In the dark, the laughter is particularly mysterious and beautiful, "Will you seduce me when you are drunk?" ”

I don't know if I am conscious, the corners of Yan Shuangyi's lips seem to be lightly picked. This is tantamount to a dose of stimulant, urging Yue Jialing to continue.

He kissed her on the lips.

There is a strange smooth fruity aroma of Merlot fermented between the lips and teeth, and there is a faint hint of blackcurrant aftertaste, which is the flavor of a bottle of Patus that he brought with him.

Her whole body seemed to have fallen into a pool of wine, and even the crimson of her cheeks was like the ruby red in a glass.

"Hmm." After a misty grunt, a pair of arms climbed up his neck, and the hot hands stroked back and forth on the softest part of the back of his neck.

Yue Jialing only felt a chill down his spine, and when he landed, the sweet dream was woken up.

"Who taught you?" He knew that she was drunk, but he still grabbed one of her wrists and pinched it tightly, "Is it Dong Peng?" ”

She was puzzled, but just followed the instinct in the drunken dream and drove his cool body to her side.

"Whoever is here tonight, you will treat him like this?" Pinching Yan Shuangyi's jaw with two fingers, Yue Jialing turned her face over and shook it, "Huh? ”

Of course, the other party will not have any answer, so he will do whatever he wants more logically, removing all her defenses and disguises layer by layer.

It wasn't until the arrow was on the string that the woman's hands were pressed against her chest.

"Don't ...... Don't ......" soft hands hung down from your chest, and with two muffled sounds, "knock, knock" fell back on the mattress.

Yue Jialing stared at her right hand that fell on her side in the dark for a long time, silently closed her hands, pulled them to the top of the woman's head and clasped them: "Don't want anything, say it clearly!" ”

Yan Shuangyi opened his eyes with difficulty, and there was darkness in front of him.

Yue Jialing was still frowning as in a dream, looking at her silently and seriously, with a low brow implied a questioning of her.

"Don't ...... Yue Jialing. ”