Chapter 209

When he wasted taking the unhappy Meng Fei out, he thought she would be unhappy for a long time, but immediately, he knew he was wrong.

A girl who is only 17 years old and has been sheltered under the protection of her mother, her mind is really much simpler than ordinary children.

So she soon forgot her unhappiness.

Especially when there is wasted company, the little girl's heart forgets those unhappy things fast enough to make wasted astonishment.

"Brother, you promised to celebrate alone with others. You can't keep your word." The little Lori, who has put a smile on her face again, is now looking at the naughty whisper with a cute look that makes anyone excited.

Wasted astringent smile, but it was very helpless to nod.

He said this, but the situation was complicated. He only agreed to coax little Lori to be happy, but unexpectedly little Lori took it seriously.

In front of children, you can't lie. It's not a good habit, so wasting can only be swallowing pain.

However, his extremely embarrassed expression, let others see, I'm afraid it's necessary to scold him and pretend to be forced.

But his family knows his own affairs. It's really hard for him to enjoy this blessing!

Not too big hotel, warm small room, warm color given by powder, with unspeakable ambiguous atmosphere.

Even the waiters who delivered the dishes glanced at him with a surprised look, as if they regarded him as a villain who kidnapped a minor girl.

In this regard, in addition to a bitter smile, there is only a bitter smile.

In fact, he really wanted to explain that he was forced!

But he couldn't export it, because little Lori had handed the glass to his lips: "brother, today is a happy day for others. I don't want you to keep a straight face. I want you to be happy."

He drank the red wine in the glass in vain, and there was a touch of bitterness in his mouth. Although he was laughing, he seemed very reluctant.

"Hum! Idle brother, do you hate me? " Little Lori was sensitive to the perfunctory waste, but she gently tooted her red soft lips.

"Xiao Fei, I really didn't." She sighed helplessly, but the smile on her face was so thick that little Laurie couldn't recognize it as fraud.

Little Laurie finally became a little happy. She poured red wine for herself and vanity, and then intimately handed it to vanity. Her red lips were close to vanity, that is, the air she breathed seemed to blow on vanity's face.

This intimate action is really tempting. He wants to retreat in vain, but little Lori is really forced too tight. He is afraid that retreating will lose her focus, so he can only sigh and let little Lori half snuggle in his arms.

Little Lori gently touched the wine glasses held in her hands before giving one of them to waste: "brother waste, do you think I'm not beautiful enough, so you don't like me, only sister Liu Yan and sister Zeng Rou?"

After a few cups of wine, an intoxicating red glow has flown on little Lori's face, which makes her already beautiful face even more beautiful at the moment.

There is also the meat bullet close to the body, which radiates strong temperature and elasticity, which makes the waste a little confused.

Almost uncontrollably, he praised lightly: "how can it be? You are as beautiful as flowers. When you grow up, you will never be worse than your sister Liu Yan and sister Zeng rou."

In the beautiful eyes that little Laurie wanted to drop, a trace of unconvinced spirit flashed, but she whispered: "people have grown up. Although they are not as big as Sister Liu Yan, compared with sister Zeng Rou, they are not small at all!"

While talking, the tempting blood gushing meat bullet was tightly attached to the wasted chest, and immediately a heat flow was transmitted into the wasted chest.

"Hiss..."

The concentration is not good, but also cultivated the waste of the happy heart demon Zen Sutra. There can resist such seduction, and the heartbeat soared directly.

"Cough..." with a light cough, he gently helped Meng Fei away from himself: "you are too young to understand many things, so I don't want you to regret in the future."

The eloquence of eloquence is useless at the moment, and the strong camouflage has lost its usefulness. Therefore, waste is to tell the truth and speak out the thoughts from the bottom of my heart.

"No, I've grown up. I know everything. Really." Little Lori pleaded eagerly, and almost all her beautiful red face came to the wasted face.

In the face of such temptation, the waste only sighed and moved gently under his feet, but he had already slipped to one side, held his hand lightly, and sent Meng Fei to the next seat to sit down.

"Everything is still waiting for you to go to college." Words are gentle, but it takes a lot of effort, because only he knows how much concentration it takes to resist temptation.

Meng Fei's eyes were like silk, but she looked at him with deep resentment, and then a touch of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she gave a gentle, um.

Then she wasted her hands like a spoiled child, and drank all the two bottles she took.

The wine smell and aroma diffused faintly, making the whole small room full of ambiguous atmosphere.

"Brother, I want to sing." Just out of the gate of the hotel, Meng Fei was like an octopus, directly wrapped around the wasted body.

In the face of a crowd of abnormal eyes, I really feel that my head is big.

Although he is not afraid of what others say, he is not willing to show such intimacy in full view of the public.

"Brother, it's a pleasure for people to have an audition today. You can accompany them to sing and let them find out. Does that feel good?" He hesitated, but little Lori's purpose was absolutely clear enough. She tooted her little red mouth and almost touched her wasted face.

How can waste refuse such a request?

With a bitter smile, he whispered the Buddha's name in his heart: "Buddha, you see, disciple, it's really forced! However, you always say that saving people in danger is better than building a seven level Buddha slaughter, so how can disciples give up when others need it? Alas, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell! "

With a faint sigh, he was pulled by little Laurie to a nearby KTV.

I can't remember how much wine I drank. I only see empty beer bottles on the ground in the KTV box.

That is, there is a strong smell of wine in the air.

Although the amount of wasted wine is amazing, Meng Fei is not simple.

On the pretty face of the blush, with a strong sense of drunkenness, the face is like a peach blossom, and the whole body has been a little soft, so I half snuggle up to the wasted body.

"Brother wasted, I know why you can't like me like Sister Liu Yan and sister Zeng rou."

Idleness also brings a slight intoxication. In such an occasion, if you don't drink, I'm afraid you've already been intoxicated?

"What do you children know? I don't dislike you. I just like you in a different way from liking them. I treat you as my sister."

"Hum! You're lying! " Little Lori waved her hand in the air with a strange red on her face: "I know. I know everything because they are sexy. They can be like you, but you always treat me as a child. In fact, I tell you, I can do what they can do!"

Wine makes people brave. Little Laurie finally said what she had been holding in her heart.

After saying these words, I don't know whether it's because of the wine, or because of the love too deep and crazy, or because she was poisoned by the stick drama, little Lori was very tempted to press the two meat bullets in her chest onto the wasted body, and her lips came together in front of the wasted face.

Even more like a scallion's hand, he suddenly pulled the thin bra, but it revealed the white and tender inside, a fragrance and wine smell, and immediately rushed to the nose of waste.

Let the fiery fire in his stomach, which was already ready to move, burn in a moment.

"Brother wasted, I've read those books, I understand, what do I understand, I think..."

The red lips have been very aggressive and extended to the wasted face, and the heat exhaled can be felt.

The wasted heart is feverish, and the hot blood in the chest is boiling. Is it an animal? Or animals?

In the tangle and struggle, he finally hardened his heart, reached out and gently stroked Meng Fei behind her head, and then directly ordered her sleeping point.

Looking at the infinite temptation and beautiful body in front of him, he finally sighed with a long sigh: "Buddha, disciples are incompetent. Although I know that disciples should go to hell to save all living beings from hunger and suffering, I can't do it!"

The words were faint, with endless depression and quiet sigh, but finally took a deep breath, forced down the mania and heat in the heart, picked up the infinite and beautiful bud, and walked out of the KTV slowly, leaving only the envy and jealousy of broken glasses.