Chapter 25： 25

And (sleeping in Shui) a bed does not necessarily have to (fafa) give birth to something, and even if (fafa) give birth to something, it doesn’t seem to be a big deal. I was mentally prepared before marrying him. This kind of thing will happen sooner or later. +++Mobile reading visit m.novelhall.com

There is a dwarf table in the room with a futon next to it. Chu Xiujin knelt down on the futon and began to observe the drawings carefully.

Meng Yu was a little curious and leaned over to look at it, but saw Chu Xiujin carefully looking for something on the drawing. He looked very carefully and didn't let go of any details.

What Shansuke sold to Chu Xiujin was not the detailed drawings. After all, the nut produced by his family was the foundation of the family's survival. His craftsmanship and details must never be known to outsiders.

However, Chu Xiujin just saw the sample of the nut that Shansuke gave him. At this time, Meng Yu saw that Chu Xiujin marked a distance between the grain gaps of the nut, accurate to the millimeter, and then it was on a certain two of the nut. A stripe road is manually added between the stripe roads.

Meng Yu was stunned. She remembered that Chu Xiujin just glanced at the sample of the nut at random, but he remembered these details so clearly.

Meng Yu kept watching quietly for fear of affecting his memory. After he finished marking, she asked, "You just glanced at it and remembered so many things?"

Chu Xiujin said, "This is probably my talent, and my natural memory is good."

"..."

Meng Yu is a Japanese, and there are many things to memorize for language learning. She thought of memorizing words and crying every day when she was in school. If she had the memory of Mr. Chu, it would be great. Sure enough, some things are related to She was born with envy, but she couldn't envy it.

"Did you buy his design drawings to make them yourself?" Meng Yu asked again.

"I have this idea."

"Can it be done?"

"It's difficult. Even if he sells me detailed drawings, it is also difficult. He won't tell me the ratio of each material and some special craftsmanship, but although it is difficult, give it a try. Of course, if you can make it yourself the best."

Meng Yu nodded. If he can make it, he can save a considerable amount of import fees.

"I heard that there is a hot spring behind this house, you can go to soak in." Chu Xiujin said to her again.

There is a sliding frosted glass door in the innermost part of the room. Meng Yu pushed open the glass door and saw a big hot spring spring. The weather was getting colder, and a bath in the hot spring was indeed much more comfortable. Meng Yu found (sleeping Shui) clothes and went to the back.

Chu Xiujin was looking at the drawing in thought, and when he raised his head and swept the frosted glass accidentally, his body suddenly stiffened.

He didn't expect the frosted glass to be so transparent, not completely transparent, and a little blurry, a bit like a nearsighted person taking off his glasses to see people, although the details are not clearly visible, the general outline can be seen.

He saw her pull down her skirt (take off tuo), then stretched his hand to the back and began to untie her underwear.

Chu Xiujin avoided her gaze instinctively.

He felt that as a gentleman and courteous Mr. Chu, he should follow the principle of seeing no evil at this time, and it is best to avoid outside.

But he immediately thought that he was not a gentleman.

He walked to the wall. There was brewed tea on the table over there. He poured a cup of tea and walked to the tatami mat in his hand, sitting on the tatami mat facing the frosted glass. He leaned behind him with one hand, and held the tea in the other, with a leisurely posture, his eyes squinted and stared at the slender figure of the girl in the frosted glass.

After Meng Yu finished soaking in the hot spring, he only felt refreshed all over, and all fatigue was gone. She pushed open the glass door, but saw that there was no figure of Chu Xiujin inside, and the phone was still in the room, and she didn't know where he had gone.

Meng Yu wiped her hair with a towel, and someone knocked on the door. She opened the door and a helper brought her wine, saying that Mrs. Shansuke had specially used it to help the couple sleep.

Meng Yu sat down to the side with the wine, she leaned closer and smelled it. The wine was quite fragrant, and it should be rice wine made by herself. She poured it out and tasted it. It was sweet and refreshing, without the taste of alcohol at all.

It's too delicious, Meng Yu drank a few glasses in a row, and when he poured it again, the wine was gone.

Japanese things are all fancy and delicate, and they often don't have a bite. Meng Yu finds it boring.

When Meng Yu heard the door pushing, she looked up and found that Chu Xiujin had entered.

"Where have you been?" Meng Yu asked him.

"Go outside for a while."

What is there to stroll around in the darkness outside?

Chu Xiujin saw the wine bottle on the table and asked, "What is this?"

"It was the wine from Mrs. Yamasuke, but I drank it accidentally. If you want to drink it, I will ask for another bottle."

Chu Xiujin said, "No need."

After speaking, he found a change of clothes and went to the hot spring at the back.

Meng Yu had no intention of (sleeping Shui), she was boring to play with the wine glass, and she turned her head inadvertently while playing, and her body instantly froze.

She didn't even notice just now, this frosted glass is so transparent? Did Mr. Chu see everything when she was in the hot spring? No, she remembered that Mr. Chu was not in the room when she came in. Reminiscing about this person's demeanor and cultivation, he should have also discovered that the glass door was too transparent, so it was a gentleman to avoid outside.

At this time Chu Xiujin had already taken off his shirt (tuo), and then she saw through the glass door that he was beginning to untie his belt.

Meng Yu suddenly lowered her head, her face burned all of a sudden, should she go outside to take shelter?

Meng Yu was about to stand up on the table, and when they came together, she felt like the sky was spinning, and she sat down straight again. My head is a little dizzy, it should be too greedy just now.

Meng Yu lay on the table, chin resting on his arm, staring at the frosted glass. She couldn't walk after drinking too much wine, not what she wanted to see.

Meng Yu felt that she shouldn't be like this. She should be more reserved and polite. She should avoid outside like Mr. Chu. But when I drank too much wine, my mind was dizzy, and the shame was temporarily thrown aside.

Meng Yu kept this posture and kept staring at Chu Xiujin, a little fuzzy, but the outline of the body could be seen clearly until he finished soaking and put on a bathrobe and walked towards the frosted glass door.

Meng Yu hurriedly turned around and picked up the colorful glaze ceramic doll on the small table in the corner to play with.

With a crash, he opened the glass door and walked in. He went to the opposite futon and knelt down, poured a cup of tea, holding it in one hand, and looking at the drawing in the other.

Meng Yu played with the ceramic doll and shut himself for a while before turning his head to look at him.

He was wearing a bathrobe, which was loosely tied with a belt around his waist, and the placket was slightly opened (exposed) to reveal the strong (chest xiong) inside.

Suddenly, Meng Yu felt that he was a bit too much. He would stare at him clearly knowing the frosted glass, deliberately taking advantage of him. Take a look at how they do it. They are so graceful, knowing that the glass is transparent, so gentlemen avoid them.

Meng Yu felt that his thoughts were really sloppy.

Then she thought that she had interceded with him for Xia Jing a few days ago, and the feeling of guilt in her heart filled him again, especially because she drank alcohol, which amplifies her emotions.

Chu Xiujin realized her gaze, he finally swept over to her, he looked at her blushing face and asked, "Why is your face so red?"

He stretched out his hand for a while, it felt slippery but hot, Chu Xiujin frowned, "Drink too much wine?"

His fingers were cold and comfortable against his face. However, he was just a very gentleman and took it away, just checking her abnormality did not mean anything else, but Meng Yu found that she was a little greedy.

"Should I go to (bed chuang) to rest?" he asked again.

Meng Yu shook his head, "I am not so drunk easily."

She said this, but her eyes fell straight on his hand. The slender knuckles were a bit rough and the temperature was cold. It was very comfortable on her face (touching Mo).

Want to be him (touch Mo) again.

Meng Yu shook her head. She felt that the thought was a little erratic. She and Mr. Chu's (guanguan) relationship was not close enough to make him (touch Mo) her face.

But I really want to be (touched Mo) by him again.

The cold palm of your hand is really comfortable and comfortable on your face...

She felt that the alcohol had corroded her sanity, and the actions she felt presumptuous when she was awake felt nothing at this time, just wanting to be touched by him (touching Mo).

Chu Xiujin also noticed that she was staring at his hand. He straightened his finger and looked at it over and over again. There was nothing special.

Since she didn't want to (sleep Shui), he didn't reluctantly (qiang), so Chu Xiujin took the drawing and continued to look at it. However, the hand she was staring at on the table suddenly felt hot and soft.

Chu Xiujin looked down and saw that her hand was holding his wrist.

Ok?

She shook his wrist and pulled his hand to her, then her face came to him, into his palm. Half of her hot face was wrapped around his entire palm. She squinted her eyes and seemed to enjoy it, smiling with her mouth bent, rubbing her face against it.

Ok? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Chu Xiujin looked at her somewhat bewildered expression, she was...Is she too drunk?

"Meng Yu?" He called her name.

She seemed to finally come back to her senses, raised her head to look at him, and then realized that she was (gan), she hurriedly let go, lowered her head and said at him: "Sorry."

Chu Xiujin put down the drawing, he walked around from the short side to her side, then knelt down beside her, he stared at her face and asked, "Are you drinking too much? Do you want me to take you to (床chuang )on?"

At this time, the distance between the two of them narrowed, and she could smell him as soon as he got closer. The cologne that didn't run out was mixed with the smell of body wash.

Then mixed the hormones on his body, the special man, and the special (sexual xing) feeling.

Her eyes fell on his (chest xiong) mouth, and she saw his strong muscles (flesh rou) in the open skirt. When she thought of being held by him that time, she leaned against his arms. She still remembered the feeling. His body was strong but very resilient, and it was very warm, which made her feel Very comfortable.

On that day, he told her that of course my wife's face is important.

She spoke, and he agreed to let Xia Jing go.

At that time, she felt very sad, she actually wanted to hug him, but she felt too presumptuous.

But now, he is close at hand, because the alcoholic (guanguan) head is not so rational. She wants to hug him, maybe this can give him some comfort? But it seems that he doesn't need any comfort, so make yourself feel better and don't feel so guilty.

"Can I hold you?" she said, looking up at him.

Chu Xiujin: "..."

At this time, the girl’s face was flushed, her big eyes were full of mist, and the tip of her nose seemed to be condensed with a layer of sweat, making her exquisite nose crystal clear.

She bit her lip, her already blushing lips became redder, and moistened with saliva, they became more brilliant and full.

Chu Xiujin went to the beginning and asked, "Why do you want to hug me?"

"Just want to hug." She used her hands and feet together like a kitten, crawling up to him in fine motions, and she looked up at him with her hands on his thighs and asked, "Can you?"

There seems to be nothing wrong.

He said: "Hold it."

Sure enough, she hugged him up, holding his neck with her hands (hook gou), her legs straddling his (body shen) body, and then she unceremoniously sat on his lap.

This pose...

Chu Xiujin looked down at the girl who buried her face on his shoulder. She didn't seem to feel anything was wrong. Chu Xiujin's breathing was messy for a few seconds, and he (body shen) stiffened for a while before he said to her: "Should I take you to the (bed chuang)?"

She sullenly responded, and then he stood up with his arms around her waist.

As soon as she stood up, she seemed to be afraid of falling. She clasped her arms tighter, hooping his neck tightly with her hands, her feet tightly clamped around his waist, and her whole body like a koala (bodyshen ) Close to him completely.

Chu Xiujin raised her head and looked at the ceiling. He adjusted his breathing before he hugged her and put her on the tatami. However, after putting her on the (bed chuang), her hands and feet did not relax.

He looked down at her and asked with his eyes.

Her eyes became more and more blurred, and the pupils looking at him were dilated, completely out of focus. Chu Xiujin frowned, um, this time she was really drunk and didn't know the southeast, northwest.

The completely drunk Meng Yu thought even more drifting. At this moment, he hugged her (to shang) on ​​the bed, just (body shen) leaned forward, with the front of her clothes open, not only the (chest xiong) mouth, but also his abdominal muscles can be seen.

She suddenly thought of going to France that time. He was holding an umbrella next to her, and she was holding his arm. She felt strange at that time, why such a thin man had so thick arms.

I really want to see what the muscles of the shirtless Mr. Chu's arms look like. She didn't look closely at her apartment that day because of shame.

Her actions immediately followed her thinking, she stretched out a hand to pinch his collar and pulled his clothes down, instantly half of his shoulder came out.

Chu Xiujin: "???"

The girl who had done all this did not have the consciousness of what bad things she had done, she even bit her fingers and stared at his shoulder for a moment.

Beauty (bare) shoulders? Is it this adjective? Huh...something feels weird.

Chu Xiujin's face sank, and he said to her, "I'm a normal man." His voice was stained hoarse.

She looked at him in a bewildered manner, still biting her fingers, and then made a cat-like voice, "Huh?"

"You do this..." He suddenly drew closer, with his lips pressed to her ears, and said to her in a low, hoarse voice: "You miss me (fuck cao)-you?"

Meng Yu: "..."