retained the same courtesy to her, so in this group of people, Yun Wei felt excited.

Song Wanyue was about to move on the wine on the table, and Yun Wei thought about the amount of wine she had when they last met.

I only poured a little bit of ice for her, but I added a lot of ice.

Contradiction is the need to drink and spit out the truth.

It can be seen that both sides are suffering at this stage.

Song Wanyue took a tentative sip, and the taste was quite good.

Over there, Xi Yang chatted with Duan Baiting for a while, asking about his current situation.

"I heard that your brother went in again?"

It happened half a month ago, and in order not to worry his grandmother, Duan Baiting still deliberately suppressed the news, and the outside world was impenetrable.

Now that his grandmother has died, he doesn't bother to care anymore.

Let gossip fly all over the sky.

"Hmm."

Xi Yang smiled: "One tenth of your family's backbone is on him, and the rest is all on you." ”

If Duan Baiting wants to be a bad person, then he will definitely be the kind of bad guy who is extremely bad.

Fortunately, in front of his backbone, there is almost perverted self-restraint and reason.

Xi Yang wanted to say something more, but Duan Baiting had already put down his wine glass and got up to leave.

He came to Song Wanyue and saw that she was staggering and unstable.

looked at the wine glass in front of him again, frowned slightly, and asked Yunwei: "Did she drink?" ”

"Drank a little." Yun smiled and gently pushed her into his arms, "Then please send her back first." ”

Song Wanyue only had three points left to be sober, and the remaining seven points were all drunk.

She leaned on Duan Baiting's arms, and her hands were restlessly touched.

He even unbuttoned him and reached in to touch it.

Duan Baiting's expression changed slightly, and he was about to stop it.

seemed to think of something, and finally silently indulged in all her next behaviors.

"Then I'll go first, and you guys drink slowly."

After a brief farewell, he hugged Song Wanyue out of the box.

Put her in the car and fasten her seat belt: "Where do you want to go, go home or?" ”

Song Wanyue had a faint smell of wine on her body, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

When Duan Baiting leaned over to buckle her seat belt, she reached out and poked him in the face, and said coquettishly, "I don't want to go home." ”

Warm to the touch, he staggered, and the harness in his hand was not fastened, and it was withdrawn from his hand.

He took advantage of the situation to hold the hand that was still on his face, and guided her to caress it, and his voice was bewitching: "Then go around the neighborhood?" ”

She was just about to nod, but reason occupied the high ground in a short time: "No, I'm still angry with you." ”

She staggered and rested her head on his shoulder, her voice sticky: "I gave you money, I paid you to hire you." ”

Duan Baiting smiled and nodded: "Okay, you paid me for it." ”

She didn't know where her bag had gone, and she couldn't find it after touching around it.

Duan Baiting glanced at the lady's bag that he casually placed in the back row before getting into the car.

He took out his wallet and handed it to her.

Song Wanyue did not recognize that the black crocodile wallet was not her own.

Pull out a few banknotes from it.

Looking at the Canadian dollar in her hand, she pondered, have she been to Canada recently?

But he didn't think much about it, and very generously stuffed those few bills into the collar of his shirt.

His shirt was buttoned meticulously to the last one.

Texture Quite wide fabric, no wrinkles.

At this time, the money was between the shirt and his neck, a slender neck, a curved and sexy Adam's apple.

The mixture of abstinence and money is so seductive that it makes people want to peel off his buttons one by one.

He slowly and methodically took the bill down.

"Where do you want to go?"

She leaned on the saddle like an uncle: "Let's go to the lake." ”

Duan Baiting nodded and drove the car to the lake.

It's close, ten minutes away.

He went to a secluded place where there were no people, turned off the lights, but did not turn off the engine.

Duan Baiting bent down, put her feet on her legs, unbuckled the buckles on her ankles, and took off her high heels.

Her feet were small, white and tender.

Fingertips pressed against her ankles, rubbing them for her with moderate force.

Song Wanyue's ankles were extremely sensitive, and she subconsciously wanted to retract them.

He was pressed with one hand, and he couldn't break free.

"It's been a day, doesn't it hurt?"

It hurts, of course it hurts.

It was sore and painful.

She Nunu said, "Don't think that this little favor will satisfy me. ”

She pulled a few more bills out of her wallet, this time into his belt.

The metal belt buckle is cool.

She was dizzy, her hand couldn't find the right place, and she didn't know where she had touched it.

He was breathing heavily.

The culprit doesn't yet know what he's done: "I'll give you money." ”

Her eyes were blurred, and she thought that she should be angry for a while, but she couldn't help but get close to him when she was drunk.

Her head slowly lowered her head, and when she was about to fall, Duan Baiting held her forehead in time.

He took her in his arms and leaned against her.

Song Wanyue didn't push him away, but she didn't forget to remind: "This doesn't mean that I forgive you, I'm still angry." ”

"Hmm."

His smile was soft, and it drifted into her ears, and her heart began to itch.

"At that time, I actually liked you very much." She buried her whole face in his arms and suddenly spoke.

The muffled voice sounded, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by astonishment and shock.

He stopped there, completely stunned.

For a long time, his mind went blank.

Such a smart person began to revisit the meaning of the word "like" repeatedly.

He took them apart and pieced them together in his head.

"What...... What? ”

I've never stammered like this, and I'm so nervous that I can't even breathe regularly.

It was as if at this moment, he was no longer the feared ruler, but an ignorant teenager who had fallen into ignorance.

It is true that he has not passed the latter stage, and because he is unfamiliar, he is at a loss for a while.

"I like you, so sad." Song Wanyue's voice was vaguely aggrieved.

She was angry because he was Kian, but she was happy because he was Kian.

The two emotions collided in her body, making her feel at a loss to walk through the maze, unable to find the end.

I can only go around in circles inside, keep talking hard, and keep saying that I am still angry.

Is it telling him, or is it reminding yourself.

It didn't matter now, she was drunk and her reason was abandoned.

It took a long time for Duan Baiting to come back to his senses from his stunnedness.

He was a little incredulous and a little flattered.

What's more, there is guilt and self-blame.

He originally thought that his disappearance was not worth mentioning to Song Wanyue.

After these complex emotions fade, human beings return to their most primitive instincts.

Duan Baiting's bones are deep, but his eyebrows and eyes are very typical oriental appearance.

Western bone, eastern phase.

Gentle and elegant, but it is a pity that there is always a little alienation that rejects people on weekdays, and it also reduces that warmth.

Now it has restored his original appearance.

Gentleness seems to be able to drown people directly in it.

He adjusted the seat, hugged Song Wanyue and put it on his lap, gently brushed away the hair that blocked her face with his fingers, and caressed her cheeks gently with his fingertips: "After you wake up, do you still count the words you say?" ”

She shook her head, but honestly, "No." ”