Chapter 192

Hearing the preceding sentence, Ji Zhengting felt warm in his heart, but the following words were undoubtedly watered out by a bucket of cold water.

"Go back to sleep." He picked up his glass and drank it himself.

"Tomorrow and Saturday, you can sleep in. So I'm going to have a drink with you. " She toasted him with complacency.

Ji Zhengting looked at the glass she raised and looked at her again, "girls don't drink well."

"I'm not afraid to be with you." If it were someone else, she would not drink, let alone invite him.

The man's eyes deep, "don't think I'm so safe, I'm also a man."

Ji Zhengting sipped his wine and didn't look at her. But this sentence is thought-provoking.

Song Qingcheng was slightly stunned. She didn't dare to guess the meaning of his words, but said: "that Take it as if I'm thanking you. "

"For what?" Looking at her again.

Song Qingcheng knew that he would ask like this, "you remind me that my clothes were cheated, and sent people under you to save Xin Yue and me. Now the compensation has come down, I'm very happy; so I want to thank you."

"That's all?" Although what she said was true, it was not what he wanted. What really helped her was that she was dropped out of school, but she didn't seem to know it.

"Er..." Song Qingcheng thought for a moment, "and you helped me keep the pregnancy secret, and you helped me There are a lot of them anyway. "

The first asthma attack saved her, and the second time he rescued her from Gu Fengmo's capture. Frightened, he stayed with him all the time

In a word, there is a feeling of endless words.

Ji Zhengting actually recognized her sincerity, did not refuse, touched the cup with her. Song Qingcheng smiles happily and drinks a mouthful of wine.

Two people chatting unimportant topic, and song Qingcheng's drinking capacity is super bad, soon confused. But she refused to go to sleep and insisted on sitting for a while.

Ji Zhengting is worried that she will hurt her health if she drinks too much, but she is seldom in a good mood. For the sake of tomorrow and Saturday, it's up to her.

Song Qingcheng is already drunk. She feels confused when she looks at everything. She feels dizzy. She leans on the sofa and says softly, "Ji Zhengting, it's not only you who are sad tonight, but also me."

Compared with her, Ji Zhengting is much more sober. He looks at her and says, "what are you sad about?"

"I'm so sad that I cheated my grandparents. I want to make it clear to them that I'm pregnant. I can't stand being cheated all the time. I feel like a hateful liar. Every time I think of grandma's happy eyes, I feel guilty and blame myself..."

At this point, the bottom of my heart that kind of remorse and guilt will be more and more merciless torture themselves.

"Regret it?"

"Yes, I regret it. At that time, I shouldn't have a fever in my head to say that I was pregnant. I shouldn't have made up such a cover because I shared a room with you. I regret it so much. " She covered her face with her hands, immersed in regret.

If she wasn't drunk, she might not have been able to say all these things. She would feel humiliated and didn't want to be laughed at. She was making a fool of herself.

Ji Zhengting sipped his wine, deep eyes, covered with a layer of mysterious gauze, gently opened his lips, "really don't want to sleep with me?"

When asked, he realized that he was too bold. She has no love for herself. She doesn't even like it. It's normal that she doesn't want to sleep with her. What's her psychology when she asks this question?

Does he want to hear other answers from her?

Then she heard the girl's soft voice, "actually It's not

Ji Zhengting's heart suddenly trembled, "then why?"

The tone of this sentence is obviously more sober than that sentence just now. He wants to hear her next answer in soberness and not let himself have any fantasy in it.

"I I'm worried... " I'm afraid I'll like him.

"What are you worried about?" He stares at her tightly, knowing clearly that her consciousness at the moment is very vague, and will not be caught by his own strange feelings, but he still stares at her without blinking.

Song Qingcheng didn't open her mouth immediately, but after a long time, she sighed, "forget it, it's nothing."

Never impossible two people, why add unnecessary burden to each other.

Ji Zhengting stares at her eyes and finally takes it back with disappointment.

He really thought he could wait for the answer he wanted, but It's self indulgence again!

It is said that she speaks truth after drinking, but unfortunately, there is no self in her truth.

"Go to bed, you're drunk." Ji Zhengting takes the cup in her hand. But song Qingcheng refused, "I haven't finished drinking yet. I can't waste it."

Ji Zhengting looked at the wine in the glass, leaving only a small mouthful, "go to sleep after drinking?"

"I'll sleep with you tonight." Song Qingcheng drank too much and looked at him with a silly smile. It's kind of coquettish, and it's like being coquettish."No way!" Ji Zhengting resolutely refused. Haven't you heard of the phrase "drunken sex"?

"If I drink, I'll be found out." Song Qingcheng would pout her mouth pitifully.

“……”

She's very thoughtful. If she didn't fall asleep soon, Ji Zhengting would doubt whether she was really drunk.

Ji Zhengting picked her up and sent her back to bed. When he put her on the bed, song Qingcheng would drink too much and would not let him go. The two are so close that the girl's soft breath blows on his face.

Warm, exudes a girl's unique aroma. Maybe he had drunk too much, and he felt dizzy.

"The city, release your hand." His voice was low for fear of waking her.

Song Qingcheng was obedient this time. He let go of his hand, slid down from his shoulder and fell on his pillow. She didn't wake up. She was still asleep.

Ji Zhengting did not want to leave. The big hand raised and fell on her forehead. The long finger passed her eyebrows, eyes, nose, cheek, and finally fell on her cherry like lip.

The eye color of man's fundus is deep, it's hard to move away from the attractive lips.

In her sleepy sleep, the girl seems to feel the change of the lip flap. The little fragrant tongue comes out and licks the lip flap, then takes it back. It looks charming and has great temptation.

Ji Zhengting only felt that the temperature of the fingertips on her lips was getting hotter and hotter, and she could always feel hot to the bottom of her heart.

Breath slightly heavy up, my mind filled with a magic idea.

Want to kiss her

This kind of impulse is more and more rampant in the mind, more and more fierce. The distance was so close that he couldn't stop.

He lowers his head and kisses it.

The girl's lips are soft, like petals. It's hard to control when you touch them. However, he was still a little sober, he did not dare to stay, even more reluctant to nostalgia.