Aunt Zhang opened the door and saw the courier standing outside, thinking that she was not shopping online.

"There is a Korean express, please sign for it."

"Whose express?" Aunt Zhang took over the courier delivery, did not find the message of the courier.

"I don't know. I just sent it by the address."

The courier confirmed that the address of the villa was the same as the express on the express, so he left.

Aunt Zhang wondered that Han Shao would not go shopping again. She gave Qin Ning the express delivery.

"Miss Ning, is this your express?"

Qin Ning took the express, thinking that she had bought a lot of express in recent days, but the address of the recipient was the studio, how could it be sent here?

Did an Yun give it to her?

She wants to open the express first, see what it is, and know whose express it is.

Open the express, it's a bunch of photos.

Seeing the familiar person in the photo, she twisted her brow and Aunt Zhang stretched her neck to see it. She put the photo away immediately in panic.

"What is Miss Ning?"

"No, it's nothing. I forgot some of the stars I bought in the evening."

She put the photos away, her eyes flashed, and she didn't feel like eating dinner. She went upstairs with some photos.

……

Qin Ning waited until midnight until Han Junyu came back to his villa. When he went downstairs, he saw Han Junyu lying on the sofa, tired and heartless.

Song Xuan, who sent him, stood beside him helplessly. He looked up and saw her coming, as if he had seen a savior.

"Miss Ning, Han Shao is not in a good mood. He's drunk. Take care of him. I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

"Alas."

Qin Ning wants to stop him and ask him to help Han Junyu to go upstairs.

But song Xuan ran so fast that he went out in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the tall body reclining on the sofa, and smelling the strong smell of wine on his body, she went to the kitchen to pour her a cup of warm water.

"Uncle Han, drink some water."

Han Junyu heard her voice and did not turn back. He got up to go upstairs.

"Uncle Han, you"

Han Junyu got up in such a hurry that he stumbled into the coffee table and fell back on the sofa again.

Worried about his injury, Qin Ning reached out to help him, but he pulled them and they fell into the sofa together.

He was lying on her body, the wine gas sprayed on her neck, itching.

"Uncle Han, you, you didn't hit it, did you?"

"Silly girl, I hit you, do you hurt?"

Han Junyu's brown eyes are not clear and his cheeks are red. He holds up his hands and looks at her with low eyes.

"It doesn't hurt."

Qin Ning didn't dare to look at him and wanted to get up.

Han Junyu pressed her shoulder, pinched her jaw, as if to find a very funny toy, cold fingers in her cheek nostalgia.

Qin Ning froze, his back didn't dare to move, his whole body was focused on his face, and his ears were hot.

"Uncle Han, you're drunk. You get up first. I'll ask Aunt Zhang to get some wake-up wine for you."

"Yes, a little drunk."

Today, Pei Qian drank a lot of wine. He was really drunk.

He bent his elbow on her like a cheetah ready to fight.

Eyes fell on her clenched pink lips and licked her thin lips.

Bow your head and kiss it.

“……!!!”

Qin Ning stares at him and wants to turn his head. His big hands hold her small face and fix her small head.

"Uncle Han No "

regardless of her struggle and taste of her, he is not content to want more.

He reached behind her and held her in his arms, trying to crush her into his own body.

"Well..."

He held her so tightly that she couldn't breathe, but she couldn't break free and bit him.

Han Junyu has long expected her, holding her jaw, seizing the opportunity to conquer.

He kisses contentedly, like the hungry wolf who is full, only then contentedly lets go of her.

"Call me by my name." His low voice commands in her ear.

“……”

Qin Ning gasped for breath. Hearing what he said, she was stubborn and did not speak.

Han Junyu raised her eyebrows, with an evil smile on the corner of her mouth, and seemed to be very patient to care about a title with her.

He kisses her again, stronger and longer than before.

It seems that it's just to torture her, kiss her, feel suffocated, give her some air, and then the next attack continues.

Repeated several times, Qin Ning was almost crazy by his kiss.

She must be the first one to be kissed to death!

Such uncle Han is strange, Qin Ning flustered, do not know the face."Call me by my name, dear."

He stuck to the corner of her lip and forced her again.

Qin Ning can see that people who can't get drunk are more serious, otherwise it's still their own.

"Han, Han, Jun Yu."

I'm used to calling uncle Han. I suddenly call him by his name. It's very awkward.

She practiced both sides in her heart, but she still stuttered when she called out.

"Little silly girl, who's your name?"

Qin Ning grinds his teeth. He really gets used to this nickname.

"Don't call me silly girl, I'll call you by your name." She said angrily.

"Well?"

Han junyujun's face is rippling with a smile. The little woman still talks with him about terms, ha ha!

"Han, Han Junyu, don't kiss me. My name, my name, is that ok? Han Junyu, Han Well

Qin Ning stares round eyes, amber eyes full of shock.

She called his name, why did he kiss her?

Moreover, she found that Han Junyu, who was drunk, seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, and had a kind of evil spirit.

"Stupid girl, this is a reward for you. Do you like it? " He asked with a smile.

Of course, I don't like it!

Qin Ning pushed him away, touched the corners of his lips, and his face turned white and black.

"Give it back if you don't like it!"

He would not give up, put his arms around her shoulder and wanted to kiss her.

"No

Qin Ning covers his lips. For safety, she covers his thin lips with her other little hand.

Han Junyu is not happy. His attention is shifted by her little hand. He pinches it in the palm of his hand. It's soft and small. His eyebrows are rippling with some interest.

Put it on the tip of the nose and smell it, like looking for a dog with a familiar smell.

"Little silly girl, give me your little hand if you don't return my kiss."

See Han Junyu has been pulling her arm, it seems to pull her arm down.

"Ah, Han Junyu, wake up. Hand to arm, arm to my body, how can I give it to you? " Qin Ning is depressed. If you pull her again, he will break her arm.

"Then give it all to me!"

He held her by the wrist, commanding her from above.

“……”

Qin Ning now believes that he is really drunk.

Drunk Han Junyu, peacetime is not the same, some naive, but also some childish.

"Han Junyu, do you know who I am?"

She tried to pull her wrist out of his hand, but he found that he bit her arm.

"Ah, it hurts. Let go!"

Qin Ning pushed him away and looked at the imprint on his wrist. He wanted to bite him.

"This hand is mine. If you take it away, I'll kill you!"

He squinted and threatened her with a gloomy face, which was really frightening.

"Han Junyu, you," Qin Ning rolled her eyes angrily, but she took a deep breath at the thought of not being able to care with the drunkard.

"Shall I take you upstairs to bed?"

Han Junyu stares at her for several seconds, seems to be examining, but his chaotic eyes are lax.

"You sleep with me, and I will allow you to take me upstairs!" He is arrogant.

It seemed a great honor for her to take him upstairs.

Qin Ning grinned, "OK!"

Upstairs, she must kick him to bed! But the ideal is very beautiful, but the reality is very bony.