Chapter 793

In the living room, Deng wanting went to the sofa and bent down to try to wake him up,

"Jin Tang?"

He called a few more times, but some silk didn't move.

Looking at the man's posture of puckering to sleep, Deng wanting can't help but gently raise her eyebrows and smile.

Suddenly remembered just before Ji sanshao and Ling Shao left, said to her, smile slightly, Deng wanting turned around.

Take off Xiao Jintang's shoes, put two hands on Xiao Jintang's shoulders, and then push him to one side.

1--2--3！

……

"Hoo..."

Deng wanting takes a breath and pulls Xiao Jintang's body to her side.

Seeing that he was going to lie down again, Deng wanting got up and sat down in a hurry. She directly put her back against the body he was going to lie down. She wrapped up her hair behind her ears and let it fall down. She was a little confused.

Dengwanting and side body, hands hold xiaojintang back neck, and then a little bit of move over.

It took a lot of effort to pull Xiao Jintang face up. Deng wanting's full forehead also had some fine beads of sweat.

Looking at the man who still closed her eyes, Deng wanting turned her lips.

Clearly so thin, the original growth is all smart meat, men and women in the size of the difference is too obvious.

Fortunately, the sofa is big enough.

……

Deng wanting was just about to stand up, but she was pulled by an external force. She sat back heavily and fell into his arms.

Deng wanting lowered her head. The man's slender palm came from her back, holding her waist and covering her flat abdomen tightly.

All of a sudden, Deng wanting blushed, reached for his arm and whispered,

"Let go."

Xiao Jintang's head drooped and buried in Deng wanting's waist. He rubbed and mumbled vaguely,

"No! Don't let go of me, fairy!

Never let go... "

The tone of his voice was just like a naughty little boy. He looked at her with half open eyes, and his sword eyebrows tilted up.

……

Deng wanting is angry and funny, but she can't be more serious with a drunk. She can only soften her tone, with a light smile between her eyebrows,

"I'm not going. I'll get you a towel to wipe your face."

"Really?"

"Really."

Xiao Jintang slowly released his hand.

After a while, Deng wanting brought a half dry wet towel and a cup of brown sugar water.

When Deng wanting wipes his face first, Xiao Jintang suddenly raises her hand and grabs the broken hair in front of her forehead. Her mouth turns straight and she mumbles again,

"Fairy, my hair is gone."

Deng wanting was stunned for a moment,

"It's long gone."

"Am I handsome?"

Xiao Jintang tilted her head and looked at her with half open eyes. There was a thin layer of mist on her eyelids. Deng wanting nodded with a palpitation in her heart.

She has to admit that Xiao Jintang looks more sexually attractive.

……

Xiao Jintang's facial paralysis suddenly grinned. He wanted to see all the teeth,

"Fairy, honesty is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, continue to carry forward ha!"

Deng wanting pulled the corner of her mouth rigidly.

I almost forgot that this man is the essence of Toby.

Deng wanting helped Xiao Jintang sit up again, took the brown sugar water from the tea table and fed it to his mouth,

"Drink it."

"What is this, fairy?"

Xiao Jintang raised her head and asked her. Deng wanting picked the tip of her brow,

"Poison."

"Oh."

Xiao Jintang had already lowered his head and had a big drink. At last, he smacked his mouth and said something,

"Fairy, the poison is so sweet ~ ~"

Deng wanting turned her eyelids, but she couldn't help laughing.

He said that even if she gave poison, he would not hesitate to eat it as honey.

……

Deng wanting wiped Xiao Jintang's mouth with a towel and asked softly,

"Is there anything else wrong?"

Xiao Jintang frowned and shook his head, and his mouth growled,

"Fairy, I'm hot."

When Deng wanting saw that his forehead had just been wiped was sweating again, she remembered that the air conditioner was on in the room, the temperature was adjusted higher, and he was still wearing a overcoat,

"Then I'll take your clothes off."

Xiao Jintang suddenly protects her chest with both hands. She looks like a good woman who has been humiliated and panicked. Her deep eyes covered with mist are even more blurred,

"Fairy, do you want to give me a gift?"

……

Only then did Deng wanting realize that the sentence she had just said was ambiguous. Her flushed cheeks were deeper, and her face was unnatural,

"Then... Then you --"

But before she finished, Xiao Jintang had already come over with her chest open, and she was on Deng wanting's shoulder,

"Come on, come on, fairy, you've got to give me a gift!"

Deng wanting's face has turned red, but she can't resist the man who drinks so much. She can only take off Xiao Jintang's coat without her face,

"Hoo..."

Deng wanting breathed a long breath again. As soon as she looked up, Xiao Jintang magnified her handsome face in front of her eyes and looked at her drunkenly,

"Fairy, you seem very hot, too."

Said, a man also reached out to wipe her forehead thin sweat.

……

Deng wanting was so flustered that she retorted,

"I'm not hot."

Xiao Jintang nodded honestly. Oh, he dropped his head.

Deng wanting took a deep breath, calmed down and asked with a different face,

"Do you feel better now? Where else is it? "

"Well... I don't feel well all over."

Deng wanting was still talking, even though she didn't realize it. Her angry tone was full of heartache,

"Who told you to drink so much? Can you not feel bad when you are drunk? I'll make some pear soup for you. You'll lie here for a while

Deng wanting just stood up and suddenly buckled her wrist.

All of a sudden, the whole person was suspended in the air.

Had not had time to exclaim, had already fallen on Xiao Jintang's chest, issued the ambiguous bump.

……

Deng wanting frowned, thinking that Xiao Jintang was making trouble with her again,

"If I don't leave, don't you feel bad? I'll cook pear soup for you. You --"

The words have not finished, suddenly, waist a tight.

Xiao Jin Tang clasped the palm of his hand and turned it sideways. Without waiting for Deng Wan ting to react, the up and down positions were reversed.

She's under him.

Xiao Jintang lowered his head slowly.

The evil spirit of masculinity is more intense, and the smell of red wine is disturbing. It blows on her face, and her anxious eyes lock her,

"Fairy, I don't want pear soup..."

Deng wanting was flustered. She didn't know where to put her hand.

Through a layer of shirt fabric, she could even feel the heat released from his chest, almost burning her.