"Fortunately, the man in Brother Yun's heart has come back, so my heart is more balanced. I can't be compared with sister Xingxing, because in elder brother Yun's heart, sister Xingxing can't be replaced by anyone, but I'm not willing to lose to Tang Xin." Zhaoyang raised his head, narrowed his eyes and laughed. He reached out and stroked the man's beautiful eyebrows. "This time, sister Xingxing left. In fact, I had hoped that she would not come back, because then I could still dream that one day you are mine, but ah..."
Zhaoyang suddenly exclaimed, because her hand was suddenly seized, her body was strongly overturned, pressed under the body, the thing happened only in the blink of an eye.
What makes her even more frightened is that her favorite and adored Brother Yun actually started to pull her clothes.
"Cloud Brother Yun, you Not drunk Zhaoyang didn't expect it. He was flustered. He was afraid that he would listen to what he had just said.
The man on the body is no response, but the action on the hand is more and more urgent, caressing her waist, buried in her neck.
"Brother Yun, I I'm Zhaoyang! " Zhaoyang pushes and pushes in panic. I don't know why she is so afraid. She likes him and should like him to hold her.
Zhaoyang Leng Leng Leng, finally pharyngeal saliva, resist hands try to embrace his neck, gather together his red lips.
No, she likes Brother Yun. She should not resist his touch. She should be happy and enthusiastic.
However, the man is still not awake, big hand has touched her belt, untied her pants.
The lips that were about to stick to each other stopped suddenly. Zhaoyang's face was pale and his head was blank. Looking at the man who was pressing on him, he seemed to have understood something. He did not know where to fight. He suddenly pushed him away, ran out of bed and ran to the safety zone.
"Brother Yun, have a good rest. I'll go back first!" With that, he almost ran away.
It's over, she can't accept Brother Yun treat her like a man treats a woman!
What's wrong with it!
Hesitant in the room, Tang Xin hears the footsteps of Zhaoyang's departure, opens the door and walks quietly to his room.
Gently open the door of his room, as bright as the day room, and then see him lying in bed drunk, she gently close.
Then, standing at the head of the bed, looking at the man lying on his back, his clothes half untied, as if what had happened just now, as if nothing had happened.
She thought that Zhaoyang would lie in this bed with him tonight. Was she wrong? Zhaoyang didn't mean that to him?
After all, this eagle like man is not always drunk. If he wants to wait for such an opportunity, he will have to wait for a long time. Although the drunk man still exudes inviolable momentum, he is much more harmless than the normal man. It is definitely the best opportunity to start.
"Why drink so much." With a murmuring sigh, she turned and walked to the bathroom.
It wasn't long before a basin of warm water and a clean towel came out.
He loves to be clean. If he wakes up tomorrow and sees that he is still wearing yesterday's clothes and sleeps with alcohol, he will feel uncomfortable all over.
Maybe she knew that he was drunk and unconscious, so she took off his clothes and took off his clothes easily. She wet the towel again and again. She wiped his body up and down, and then wet him again and again. She put on his nightgown. In the process, she ran into his hard and strong muscles, which made her blush and beat.