Chapter 2757

Zhao bingyue took a drink and looked at Song Yu again. Her phone hung up and she was lying on the bar. I didn't know if she was asleep.

"Well, don't sleep. What can I do if you fall asleep? I can't move you." Zhao bingyue patted her face. Song Yu waved her hand impatiently and roared in her dream, "don't bother me."

Zhao bingyue pinched her soft and tender face: "good, don't bother, then you sleep it, sleep like a dead pig, and later was taken away do not know."

Zhao bingyue said here, do not know where to poke her sad, her hands covered her face and sobbed out, crying more and more sad.

"Song Yu, why am I so unlucky? If you are drunk, someone will take care of me? I don't even have a phone call. Is it that people like me are not worthy of being loved? "

When Fu simiu arrives, she sees two girls leaning against the bar. Song Yu doesn't know if she has fallen asleep. Zhao bingyue is still immersed in her own sorrow and cannot extricate herself.

Although there are men around them staring at them, but no one moves. He breathes a sigh of relief and goes up to pick up Song Yu.

"Why drink so much?" Fu Si Mu saw her face red, eyes closed, unconscious, eyebrows can not help frowning.

Let his men send Zhao bingyue back. He takes Song Yu and leaves the bar.

Back in the car, sleeping Song Yu opened her eyes, staring at the man holding her, eyes for a long time did not move.

"Fu simiu." She called softly. She didn't know whether she was awake or dreaming. Suddenly she sat up and opened her hands, "hold me."

Fu Simao's expression became particularly cherished, and his voice was hoarse: "good."

He held her in his arms and patted her on the back with his palm: "do you feel better?"

Song Yu low smile two, do not know is in answer, or did not hear clearly.

Fu simu sighs gently, trying to put her body flat, which will be more comfortable, but Song Yu wriggles her body to keep him from moving blindly.

"Fu Si mu, you kiss me."

Fu simiu's body is stiff, thinking that he heard wrong.

"You What do you say

"Kiss me, will you?" Song Yu said, and sobbed, "Zhao bingyue is so poor, I also..."

Fu Simao lowered his head and blocked her lips. He just pasted it gently and then released it. His eyes were bright and looked at her: "Song Yu, this is what you asked for."

Song Yu was stunned for a while, and then froze for a moment. Suddenly, he began to laugh, and his voice hummed: "it's really comfortable."

Fu simu smiles and pastes his lips again. This time, his actions are much more enthusiastic. Song Yu is wriggling in his arms. He feels that his breath is almost deprived.

She can't bear it. She wants to dodge several times. The man takes advantage of the victory and pursues it again and again, which almost makes her have no way out and her scalp is numb.

His mouth uttered a low murmur, still unable to resist his fierce kiss, and finally broke down.

Back home, Song Yu has fallen asleep in the past, soft body against the man's arms, wholeheartedly dependent on him.

Fu Si Mu lowered his head and rubbed against the woman's hair. This feeling made his body and mind smooth, and his heart soft and steady.

Because of the hangover, Song Yu woke up early in the morning and felt that her throat had exploded. It was dry, painful and uncomfortable, and her body was also hard.

She lay on the bed, looking at the familiar room, her body seems to be filled with hundreds of Jin of big stones, want to climb can not get up.

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