Chapter 313

Starry night villa.

"Leng Mei, where did Jiu Ye go last night?" Jin Xi looks at Leng Mei and asks.

Look, look, look again.

"Ask the ninth master." Cold charm road.

Kim Hee is going crazy.

Cool charm is really cool charm.

Cold skin, cold bones, even the words are often just words.

She translated the sentence "Leng Mei" into Chinese, which should be: "ask Jiuye by yourself, I won't say it.".

"Can you squeeze out two more words? For example, did Jiuye have dinner last night? Did you eat well? It's not impossible to answer, is it Jin Xi's insinuation.

"Ask the ninth master." Cool charm.

"I buy it." Jin Xi patted on the forehead.

She felt that she would suffocate with Leng Mei.

Is there anyone who speaks more briefly than him?

She prefers Ono to Leng Mei.

Ono sometimes looks at her with hate eyes, when she doesn't see it?

However, she knew that Ono was more emotional and easier to ask questions.

Rub, rub.

There was a sound of footwork outside the door.

She looked back.

Teng Jiuyan's blurred eyes contain countless amorous feelings and enchanting. Relying on the doorframe, he stands in the sun and winks at Jin Xi.

"Jiuye ~ ~" she called tentatively.

"Wu --" Teng Jiuyan suddenly peeped at her like a cat.

This voice falls in Jin Xi's ear, just like a magic voice, arousing goose bumps.

She went to Teng Jiuyan.

Why?

Wine. It's heavy wine.

What the hell?

"Nine masters?" Kim Hee called again.

"Gu Gu, Gu Gu ~ ~" Teng Jiuyan suddenly made a pigeon's voice.

His deep and thick voice, kneaded into the honey like lingering, a good pigeon sound into a kind of soul stirring sound.

"Pigeon, do you love me?" Teng Jiuyan suddenly hugs Jin Xi.

His deep eyes hide her face.

Earth shaking beauty emanated from his pupils.

Jin Xi's heart beat faster and was about to jump out of his chest.

She frowned, "you're drunk."

Teng Jiuyan looked at her and put his arm around her neck. Tightly, he almost choked her to death.

"Let go!" She hit him in the hand.

"Don't do it ~ ~" Teng Jiuyan suddenly coquettishes.

Oh!

Jin Xi's goose bumps are falling to the ground.

"Let go!" she said sternly

"No, no, No." Teng Jiuyan twisted, just like Mahua.

Oh, MAIGA.

Where is her domineering ninth master?

Return her proud and domineering Jiuye.

The drunk man is not her man.

Do you want to be so cute?

At this time, Leng Mei came over. He had a bitter look on his face and suddenly said, "I drink spirits in my heart."

"What? Can you make it clear? " Jin Xi will be strangled by Teng Jiuyan.

She really wants to break away from the man like twist candy.

Leng Mei understands why Teng Jiuyan is like this.

In the impression, Teng Jiuyan, who has always been indifferent and self-sustaining, seldom gets drunk.

It's not that he doesn't drink, it's not that he can't drink.

There is only one kind of wine that can make him drunk: sorrow wine.

Worry to bitter into the sea of general liquor, or even pour a few catties down, in order to drink a large amount of Jiuye to drunk.

Ordinary people can't see Teng Jiuyan drunk at all.

Once Jiuye is drunk, he will appear absolutely different from his usual temperament, and be pressed in the depth of his bones.

That's the little Teng Jiuyan who was strangled by Teng Shixiong when he was young.

Only in the deep drunk, this heavy personality will be stimulated.

Since Teng Jiuyan knew his Achilles' heel, he seldom got drunk, let alone drunk in front of others.

His way is to keep drinking, to practice large amount of wine, so that no one can drink him.

Only he can get himself drunk.

"Little pigeon, do you love me or not?" Teng Jiuyan suddenly released his arm.

He held Jin Xi Xi's face in his hands.

A pair of eyes full of fog, staring at the woman in front of me.

Jin Xixi swallowed.

She looks at Leng Mei like asking for help.

"I know, you don't love me, don't love me, everyone doesn't love me, Wuwu ~ ~ ~" Teng Jiuyan's tall figure is in the same place.

His overbearing and indifferent face suddenly rubbed into a bit of cute drunkenness.

Jin Xi's scalp is fried.

Jiuteng pulled to his wrist and asked, "do you like to walk with me?""Love Teng Jiuyan suddenly hugged her, like a rain of kisses on her lips.

One, two, three

Jin Xi is almost dizzy when he kisses him.

"Stop!" she cried

Teng Jiuyan let go of her and said, "you don't love me. I know you don't love me at all. Wuwuwuwuwu ~ ~"

he made an effort to cry again.

Oh, MAIGA, my God, kill her.

This man is sure to be Teng Jiuyan, didn't he change the core?

She walked up to him, looked at him seriously, and said, "I love you!"

I love you very much!

I love him so much that I don't want to be separated from him. I can't stand that he is with other women. I can't stand that he has a little bit of ambiguity with other women.

Leng Mei looks at them coldly.

After Jiuye wakes up, he will forget everything that happened. No matter what he said or did, there will be no memory at all.

Teng Jiuyan suddenly yelled, like an ape or a wolf.

After an earth shaking roar, he hugged her, carried her into the room, put her on the bed and began to undress.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, what are you doing?" Jin Xi is in a hurry.

What's the man doing?

She has no idea what a drunk man is like.

Teng Jiuyan put up his fingers playfully: "of course, we do what we love to do."

With that, he began to pick Jin Xi's clothes.

"Don't, don't, don't get excited. I'm pregnant." Jin Xixi called.

Teng Jiuyan heard this, and his hands moved.

He put his fingers on her slippery legs and lifted them up. A pair of blurred eyes swept her whole body and refused to let go of every place.

"You are beautiful, pigeon." He lifted her chin with his fingers and threw a cracked smile at her.

The radian of her mouth and the angle of her eyebrows are not the way she looks like a man.

It turns out that Gao Leng's man, laughing like this, is a bit silly, cute and cute, and even has a taste of yuppie.

Wu Wu, this nine Ye is also tolerable, swollen do?

She stood up, sat down on him and said vaguely, "I can help you."

Hiss -

Teng Jiuyan's breath increased, and his tone was full of ambiguous voices.

"Little pigeon, let me love you, OK?"

He moved slowly.

"Ninth master, how much wine did you drink?" She looked back at the smiling man.

It's not her ninth master. Her ninth master doesn't laugh like this. He laughs wantonly and happily. He laughs shamelessly.

But does she like swelling?

Always do with nine master, many times, she always feel can't go deep into his heart, there is always a layer of things blocking her and him.

He dotes on her. He dotes on heaven.

But I never showed my heart to her.

Even at this time, he sometimes has a bit of restraint.

It's not like this moment, soft and cute, with sincerity. Good heart, good heart.