"Well, don't drink so fast."

Song Xijiao holds his wrist and stops him from pouring wine.

Hu que didn't hear of it. He filled himself with it. Looking at Song Xijiao, he asked, "Xijiao, they all say I'm romantic. What about you? Do you believe my sincerity?"

"Of course I do. Don't you say that you already have a beloved woman? I don't know you and I don't know how you used to be, but I know that since we met, you've become very good! "

"Do you really think I'm good?"

"Of course, if you don't, I won't agree to cooperate with me."

Hu que chuckled and slowly fell on the table.

OK.

Great.

As long as Xijiao thinks he is good, that's enough.

Song Xijiao saw that he was drunk and fell on the table. Thinking that he had a headache, song Xijiao got up and stood behind him. He found his acupoints and rubbed them gently for him.

Hu Que's closed eyes suddenly opened, only felt the fingers on his temples and temples with a little bit of cool, gently rubbed his head, a cool feeling penetrated into his heart and spleen, and his whole person was awake a lot.

"Well, are you comfortable? This is an original trick of our family. When my grandfather was drunk, my grandmother pressed him like this

Hu que raised his head and looked at Song Xijiao. It was very late, and the room was gradually immersed in a hazy darkness. He could not see her face clearly, but could feel the tenderness she rarely showed to him.

All of a sudden, he took her hand, pulled her to himself, and then hugged her.

Warm jade in the bosom, all of a sudden, full of soft fragrance.

Hu que swallowed his saliva and his heart beat like a drum.

"Xijiao..."

Song Xijiao, however, was somewhat insensitive. She pushed his shoulder and said, "Hu que, what are you doing?"

"I Xijiao... " An impulse arises spontaneously. Hu que holds her and stands up. He holds her waist with one hand and her chin with the other. He gasps heavily and kisses her carelessly.

"Hu que!"

Song Xijiao was startled. The wine woke up immediately. She turned her head to avoid it. Hu Que's kiss fell on her cheek, and then she kissed her ear. Her movements were gentle, affectionate and affectionate.

She was completely flustered. She didn't understand what happened to Hu que. He clearly had a beloved woman. Why did he treat himself like this?

Is he drunk and thinks of himself as his beloved woman?

Thinking of this, she immediately slapped Hu que on the shoulder.

"Hu que! Calm down, I'm song Xijiao! Hu que

"Xijiao, it's me, it's me. I miss you so much and love you so much. Will you be my person? To be my woman and my wife, I promise to marry you only in my whole life, and I will never look at other women again. I will treat you, love you, take care of you, Xijiao, promise me, promise me... "

Hu que said, tightly embracing her, regardless of her struggle, casually kisses her.

Song Xijiao stupidly listened to his words, and soon understood everything. She reached out to push the irrational man in front of her in anger and humiliation. Unfortunately, compared with Hu que, her strength was insignificant. What's more, Hu que still pasted her so close to her.

He got into her neck socket, smelling the fragrance coming from the neckline. The whole person was fuming and floating, completely drunk.

"Xijiao, you are so beautiful and soft. I really want to hold you for a lifetime."

"Hu que! If you don't let me go again, I'm not welcome! "

Hu que turned a deaf ear, hugged her tightly, and put his lips on her neck. His hands were not honest and went around.

Song Xijiao couldn't bear it. She grabbed the wine pot on the table and smashed it hard at the back of his head. Then she pushed him away. Then she stepped back two steps in a hurry, her cheeks flushed.

"Pain Xijiao Xijiao, don't leave me... "

Hu que seemed to be drunk and waved in the air. He wanted to find her and catch her.

With disgust on her face, song Xijiao put the wine pot on the table, turned and walked out.

When he arrived at the door of the elegant room, he opened the door and was about to go outside, but he suddenly ran into a man's arms.

She immediately jumped back like a rabbit, but listened to a chuckle on top of her head: "fool."

Hearing this familiar voice, song Xijiao suddenly felt extremely aggrieved. She bit her lip, opened her hand, and hugged Zhong Chun's waist, drawing her whole body into his arms.

Zhong Chun didn't know what happened. He patted her head gently and asked, "what's the matter?"

Song Xijiao shook her head in his arms, but did not speak.

Feeling something wrong with her, Zhong Chun hugged her and raised her chin. Looking at her wronged appearance with tears in her eyelashes, he could not help but kiss her lips with heartache. His voice was mellow and gentle: "didn't you come to pick up Hu que? What happened? ""It's ok..."

Song Xijiao didn't dare to tell Zhongchun that if he said it now, Zhongchun would go in and kill Hu que.

And coquettish embrace for a while, she just slowly release hands.

"He's in there, drunk, I can't pull him."

"I'll go."

Zhongchun walked into the elegant room and looked around the screen. Hu que was drunk and fell on the table, as if unconscious. He went over and took Hu Que's arm directly and carried him on his shoulder.

When she came to the outside, there was no figure of song Xijiao. When she came downstairs, she was settling accounts with the shopkeeper at the counter.

When she had settled the account, they went out together.

Night came and the sky was full of stars.

The streets and alleys were cold and clear, and there was no one there. The red lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed with the wind, with heavy light and shadow.

"We haven't walked together like this for a long time."

Song Xijiao takes the initiative to approach Zhong Chun and hold his hand.

In the night wind, his hands are dry and warm, giving people a sense of stability and security. It seems that no matter what happens, as long as you stand beside him, you can avoid all the wind and rain.

"When things are settled, I promise to take you to see all the mountains and rivers in the Central Plains every day."

Song Xijiao smell speech, yearning to show surprise eyes: "then when is your matter solved?"

"Soon, believe me."

"All right."

Song Xijiao smiles and looks up at Zhong Chun's handsome face. Just as she wants to talk about the bookstore, Hu que, who lies on Zhongchun's shoulder, suddenly says: "Xijiao, marry me Marry me, I only marry you in this life, I swear I adore you. Since I was a child, I have always loved you... "

The big hand that held her hand suddenly froze, then, as if it was punishment, pinched hard.

Zhong Chun turns his head to look at Song Xijiao. His eyes are full of questions.

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