The distance between the hotel and the beach is actually not very far, only about two or three hundred meters. Mo Ziqian just carried Song Qingzhou on his back and walked slowly on this path. Mo Ziqian felt the weight on his body. His heart was heavy. He hoped that the road would be longer and he could carry her for a while longer.
The soft moonlight fell on the two of them, and their shadows were entangled with each other, like a knot that could never be untied.
Back at the hotel, Mo Ziqian stood at the door of her room with Song Qingzhou on his back. He squatted down gently and put Song Qingzhou down. Song Qingzhou's body went limp and he was about to fall to the side. Mo Ziqian pulled her away. Holding her wrist, Song Qingzhou was awakened by his movement. She stretched out her hands to support the wall. She looked up and saw Mo Ziqian saying, "Are we back to the hotel?"
Mo Ziqian nodded and said, "We are at the door of your room. Please look for the room key to open the door."
When Song Qingzhou heard this, he touched his small satchel in a daze, and after searching for a while, he took out a room card from it. He then swiped it several times without success. Mo Ziqian reached out and grabbed her key card. Hand, with a "beep" sound, the door opened.
Song Qingzhou opened the door and was about to walk inside. Mo Ziqian inserted the room card into the slot at the door for her. He originally wanted to just walk her to the door of the room, but looking at Song Qingzhou's stumbling steps, He frowned but walked forward a few steps quickly, reached out to hold Song Qingzhou's arm, and led her towards the bed.
Song Qingzhou held Mo Ziqian's hand with his backhand, and when he saw the bed, he subconsciously fell onto it. Mo Ziqian was pulled by her and fell down. Fortunately, he reacted in time and supported the bed with his other hand. aside, otherwise the whole person would be pressed on Song Qingzhou's body.
After falling on the bed, Song Qingzhou let go of Mo Ziqian's hand, consciously hugged the quilt and yawned loudly.
Mo Ziqian glanced at her helplessly and saw that she was very sleepy, so he stood up and helped her take off her sneakers, and then he was going to help her take the small satchel from her body to make her feel more comfortable. However, Song Qingzhou He hugged the quilt tightly and refused to let go.
Mo Ziqian patiently coaxed her: "Song Qingzhou, raise your hand and take off your satchel before going to bed."
Song Qingzhou turned over and refused to cooperate.
Mo Ziqian tugged on the quilt in her arms and coaxed: "Be obedient and let go of the quilt."
Song Qingzhou turned back again, and then let go of the quilt in his hand. Mo Ziqian took the opportunity to take off the small satchel from her body. In the next second, Song Qingzhou hugged him and felt the warmth on his body. So soft, Mo Ziqian's body instantly became extremely stiff.
Mo Ziqian was at a loss with Song Qingzhou's small satchel in his hand. After a while, he reached out to hug her back.
Song Qingzhou felt Mo Ziqian's hug back, and she asked softly: "Mo Ziqian?"
Mo Ziqian nodded: "I'm here."
Song Qingzhou let go of Mo Ziqian, then knelt down on the bed and looked at him seriously. He reached out and touched his eyes and said, "Your eyes are so beautiful."
Mo Ziqian felt the cool touch on his eyelids, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
Then Song Qingzhou put his hand on his nose, gently scratching it from the root of the nose to the tip of the nose, and then muttered: "Your nose is also pretty."
Mo Ziqian swallowed again, looked at her slightly confused eyes and said, "Song Qingzhou, you are drunk."
Song Qingzhou's hand fell directly on Mo Ziqian's slightly open mouth. She stroked his lips with her thumb, and Song Qingzhou said, "Your mouth looks so kissable."
Just as Mo Ziqian was about to say something, Song Qingzhou's face came directly towards him. Her lips were completely different from her fingers. They were warm, soft, and like jelly.
Mo Ziqian's eyes widened slightly, but the next moment, Song Qingzhou stuck out his tongue and licked it, and then felt that the person opposite seemed to be stiffer, so she was ready to step back.
How could Mo Ziqian let her take half a step back at this time? Mo Ziqian reached out and clasped the back of Song Qingzhou's head, and with a slight force, their lips connected again. This time, Mo Ziqian took the initiative to control the rhythm.
After a while, Song Qingzhou was so dizzy from being kissed that she felt like she couldn't breathe smoothly, so she opened her mouth and bit Mo Ziqian. Mo Ziqian's hand relaxed slightly, and she fell on Mo Ziqian's body.
Mo Ziqian hugged her and asked, "Song Qingzhou, do you know what you just did?"
Song Qingzhou smashed it and said, "I bit you."
Mo Ziqian paused and said, "I think that was a kiss just now."
Song Qingzhou was confused: "Kiss?"
Mo Ziqian nodded: "Yes, you and I kissed just now."
Song Qingzhou heard Mo Ziqian's heartbeat, which seemed a little fast: "What then?"
Mo Ziqian looked at her bright yellow skirt scattered on the bed and said, "Only couples kiss."
Song Qingzhou felt her eyelids begin to feel heavy again. She leaned against Mo Ziqian's chest and yawned, "Aren't we a couple?"
Mo Ziqian felt his heart beat a little faster: "We are not a couple yet."
Song Qingzhou's voice became softer and softer: "Then we can be lovers."
Mo Ziqian wanted to say something more, but he felt that Song Qingzhou's breathing became steady again, this time even with some slight snoring. Mo Ziqian placed her smoothly on the bed and watched her sleep without any worries. Yan couldn't help but laugh at himself: Mo Ziqian, you are discussing the issue of lovers here with a drunkard.
But thinking about the meeting between lips and teeth just now, Mo Ziqian reached out and touched his lips, as if her sweet taste still lingered on them.
Pulling the quilt to Song Qingzhou's shoulders, Mo Ziqian quietly exited Song Qingzhou's room. He was destined to have no sleep that night.
The next day, the alarm clock on Song Qingzhou's phone that she had set long ago rang. She felt that she had a severe headache. Why was the beer in Sanya so powerful?
Song Qingzhou struggled to get up and pressed the alarm on his phone. He looked at himself and saw that he was still wearing the bright yellow dress from last night. Several broken scenes flashed through his mind.
There was the way she was holding the beer can to prevent Mo Ziqian from drinking, and the way she was leaning on Mo Ziqian's back. Then Song Qingzhou recalled something, and his whole face turned red. She seemed to be having sex after drinking. , kissed Mo Ziqian! She took the initiative!
The more she recalled, the redder Song Qingzhou's face became. She fell on the bed, covered her face and rolled around. She was so drunk that she was so timid. Although she had always coveted Mo Ziqian's beauty, she could only dare to Thinking about it in her heart, she actually did this when she got drunk yesterday.
She decided that she would never drink again!
