Chapter 163

The night is deep.

"What a grinding goblin! I'm not at ease. " Li Xiuming's eyes were dark.

He originally had a lot to say, but was not willing to settle down all the way ye leisurely stirred no interest in speaking.

Ye Youran is a beauty, which Li Xiuming always knows. But for so many days, his yearning for ye Youran has gradually become a kind of torture. He doesn't know why. He already has Ling Yixue around him. Why is he still thinking about ye Youran all the time? In his heart, he has scolded himself for being inhuman for 10000 times

"why Why do you fascinate me so much

Whose sigh came from the darkness? It's Li Xiuming. He doesn't understand his heart. Why does the appearance of ziye leisurely follow Ye leisurely, and he wants to pull it back again and again, but it doesn't help.

Ye Youran has been very drunk. When Li Xiuming parks her car in the garage, she says she won't get out of the car by herself. She just stretches her arm and tilts her head to look at the man with her innocent eyes.

Li Xiuming's heart was hot and dry, and he said in a calm voice, "come down. I don't want to help you when you're so drunk. "

However, the drunken ye Youran seems to be particularly coquettish in front of Li Xiuming. Seeing that the man refuses to hold her, she pouts her cherry lips in displeasure: "no, people want you - hold."

It seems that ye Youran is drunk and unconscious. He doesn't know what he is doing.

Li Xiuming felt a little overwhelmed. Does this woman know her attraction to him and deliberately seduce him with this ambiguous tone!

But anyway? Out of respect for ye Youran, Li Xiuming restrained himself.

The man's eyes become deep, he took Ye leisurely back, must let her sober up, and then teach a good lesson, otherwise later, this woman more and more lawless, as an artist, drunk is how to affect the image of things!

He quickly bent down and carried out the little woman who was curled up in the car to seduce people.

"Hee hee." Suddenly weightlessness not only did not let Ye leisurely fear, but also let her giggle. Small head like a groundhog in the arms of Li Xiuming arch to arch.

Now ye leisurely really lost consciousness.

Don't know what ye Youran accidentally met, Li Xiuming can't help but take a cold breath: "hiss -"

holding the woman's hand tighter, the two people's bodies closer. The woman's soft chest was pressed hard. She couldn't breathe and kept twisting in Li Xiuming's arms.

Stop it! Li Xiuming stares at Ye leisurely who is uneasy in his arms. He has some helplessness. Threatening to clap the buttock that claps leaf leisurely, caused the voice that the woman cries painful.

Li Xiuming felt a little more comfortable. This woman knew to torture him when she was drunk.

Quickly holding the arms of the "goblin" into the elevator. He is not a little boy without human resources, but I don't know why, in front of this woman, he always lacks a little "patience".

If it wasn't for his respect for ye leisurely and his responsibility for duoling Yixue, he didn't know whether he could restrain his body's desire.

But in the end, Li Xiuming put up with it.

If ye Youran is still conscious, he will find that men's eyes are red.

Ye Youran vaguely knows who is the man holding her. She is not completely drunk, but drunk, which makes her express her feelings more freely.

She felt the urgency of the man holding her back to the apartment, and the desire of the man pressing her against the door after returning to the apartment.

"Stupid woman, I was drunk last time, but I haven't learned a lesson this time. It's stupid. "

Go upstairs, clumsily open the door, and then hold ye Youran to the bed.

After returning to his bed, ye Youran fell asleep. It seems that as soon as he returns to his bed, he has a sense of security.

Gradually sink into the dream.

In my dream. She chuckled foolishly. In her drunkenness, she put her arms around Li Xiuming's slender neck, raised her head and gave a kiss.

Li Xiuming's quick action stopped abruptly as if he had been pressed to pause. Two pairs of bright eyes are staring at each other in the dark.

"You're not drunk." It's a statement, not a question.

"No, I'm drunk. You don't know. You don't know how much I miss you. I don't know. I'm a little in love with you." Ye leisurely slowly raised his hand and stroked the angular face of the people in front of him. How delicate and three-dimensional he was.