"It's okay, what's wrong with you?" she asked worriedly.
With the fragrant nephrite in his arms, He Zhao's energy and blood surged. He kept rubbing her face, "Sorry, sorry."
He was obviously unconscious.
The body was swaying, as if it had taken a lot of effort to get back to his home.
Shen Lianqing stretched out her hands to hold him close to her body. He Zhao is 1.87 meters tall and has a perfect waist-to-hip ratio. He usually looks visually even and thin, but once he bears most of his weight, he knows Definitely not light.
Shen Lianqing was also swaying under his pressure, and her face was still being rubbed by him. She felt the hot body temperature, and worry appeared on her face, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"Need not…"
It became difficult for him to speak. Tonight, he was discussing cooperation with a Shibo. His daughter also came. He Zhao couldn't remember what she looked like, but he knew what the other party meant. They toasted one cup after another.
For some reason, he had to talk about this cooperation without drinking.
When it was over, he refused the other party's attempt to stay. When he saw the woman who was chasing him to the door of the villa in a car, he became angry and quickly asked the driver to stop her and fled back to the villa in embarrassment.
fine……
He Zhao hugged the person in his arms tightly and breathed a sigh of relief, but the person in his arms made the heat he had suppressed rise again.
He lowered his head to smell her fragrant breath, his eyes gradually becoming confused.
It smells so good, it smells like her, I like it so much...
Her whole body was in his arms, and her voice was in his ears.
However, other sounds coming from the same space are also noisy.
He Zhao has hated people talking a lot in front of him since he was a child. He let go of her body, and the two of them were not standing very steadily under his twisted strength.
His slender hands held her face, and his large palms made her face small.
It's not big enough for his slap.
The eyes are very beautiful, and the mouth is very cute when he opens and closes it unclearly what he is saying. It is her face that he can see in the blur. The irritation in his ears seems to have dissipated and turned into another emotion.
think……
"Um...let me go..."
Why did the person in my arms start to move around?
He Zhao was pushed harder by her, but his body did not support him from being able to hold someone and kiss him like normal.
The gold-rimmed glasses on her tall nose stuck to her face. Shen Lianqing's hand on his waist to support him changed its position. She pushed his chest hard, but she was not strong enough. How is it possible to push a man who works out every now and then?
Their breath was disturbed in the night.
Shen Lianqing's legs felt weak, and He Zhao felt even worse after kissing someone.
not enough……
The body fell to the ground.
On the floor were blankets that he put on his feet because he was afraid that the winter would be too cold. They were all white, and the hair was of excellent texture without any trace of color.
The moment the body fell, the unconscious man still put his hand on the back of the other person's head.
The loss of control still brought him back to some sense. He closed his eyes and leaned against her motionless.
Shen Lianqing took advantage of the gap when he was breathing in front of her collarbone and suddenly pushed him away. She covered her mouth and stood up on the armrest of the sofa to look at the drunk man.
With his arms empty, He Zhao was a little confused. He naturally turned over his body and lay on the white carpet, looking up at her.
His hair was messy, his glasses hung crookedly on the bridge of his nose, and the blush was like two red eggs printed on his handsome face.
Tonight's banquet was an acquaintance party. He wore an off-white turtleneck sweater, loose casual pants, and his slender limbs spread out. He looked obedient and cute.
Especially when he took away the glasses and threw them away with his fingers, while staring directly at her with his red eyes, his tone was gentle and affectionate.
"Lianqing..."
"Qingqing..."
"So sad……"
It's too foul.
Shen Lianqing could hardly control herself from giving him a good pleasure.
But who is she? We can't panic in this kind of situation, right?
So she took out her mobile phone and knelt down next to him again, sliding her fingers nimbly through the address book, and said in an anxious tone, "Wait a minute... I'll call Dr. Li and ask him to come over."
Holding her phone with one hand, Shen Lianqing lowered her head to meet his fiery gaze and her heart was beating wildly. She spoke intermittently, "What, what's wrong?"
"I don't want a doctor." He Zhao stood up from the carpet with a strong will. He shook his head and fell down again.
He was like a drugged drunk who couldn't get up. He held her slender ankles with his fingers and said coquettishly, "Help me."
"this……"
Shen Lianqing is in a dilemma. She is an upright person, and she wants to help others. The carpet is not a good place, right?
True to her character, she sighed and sighed and finally blushed with embarrassment.
The night passed.
White and goose-yellow curtains linger on the floor. The carpet in the living room is covered with a beige quilt of small flowers. The person in the warm quilt slowly wakes up after a night of hangover.
He Zhao opened his eyes suddenly and was still a little confused. He stared at the top of his head as the lost memories of last night came back bit by bit.
Suddenly, he thought of something and froze.
He put his fingers on his face to block his embarrassed expression. How could he do that? It was so embarrassing.
…
Shen Lianqing was busy working late last night.
There was no way, He Zhao didn't want the doctor to see his embarrassing condition, and she was not very strong and couldn't carry him upstairs, so she finally found a sleeping pill and fed it to him.
Hope there won't be any side effects.
However, she is also a participant in this kind of thing, so she should avoid He Zhao recently, otherwise as soon as two people meet and meet each other, no matter how cheerful they are, they will be able to leave the whole room and three living rooms.
It's getting pretty bright. At two o'clock in the afternoon, people should pack up and leave...right?
After Shen Lianqing washed up, she walked downstairs and saw a man sitting on the sofa. He changed into a white sweater and leaned back on the sofa. He was holding a newspaper in his hand and had a pair of silver glasses on the bridge of his nose. His expression was focused and serious.
Hahaha……?
Haven't left yet?
Shen Lianqing stood on the stairs, neither going up nor going down.
The man on the sofa seemed to have positioned himself. After she stood still for three seconds, his eyes accurately positioned her face.
He saw her smile, as if she had lost her memory of last night, and smiled at her as before.
Maybe he doesn't remember?
"You were so tired last night. You haven't eaten yet? I asked auntie to cook your favorite dish. Come and try it. It's still hot."
His tone was relaxed and natural, and he put down the newspaper in his hand and stood up and walked towards her on the stairs. He approached her step by step, spread her fingers and inserted his own, interlocking their fingers.
"Walk?"
"OK.
Shen Lianqing was afraid that if she said she wouldn't leave, he would carry her down.
