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Chapter 94

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    After finishing speaking, she felt a little uncertain. Is this a betrayal of a friend?  But it doesn't matter, if Zhou Shaoting really wants to know, sooner or later he won't be able to hide it.

    After hearing this, the male god's face turned even worse, and he walked over without saying a word, and hugged the girl who was lying on the sofa horizontally, his movements were not gentle at all.  Turning around and saying "thank you" lightly, he strode away.

    Liangliang and Xia Fang looked at each other, and couldn't help but sweat for Xiaoshi.

    After a while, Ding Liangliang suddenly said intoxicatedly: "Hey, do you think that he is even more handsome"

    Xia Fang glared at her, "You are such a nympho, does your son know?"

    Zhou Shaoting held the object in his arms all the way. This guy was so drunk that he didn't know who he was. If it wasn't for the warm and soft touch, he wouldn't know if he was alive or not, just like a bag of rice.

    ? A handsome man holds a drunken pretty girl in his arms, and walks past, attracting attention.

    Zhou Shaoting didn't look sideways, and he didn't look down at the girl in his arms until he got to the garage.  Her cheeks are flushed, her lips are half-opened, as if she is about to saliva at any time, she is very cute.

    But he is not very interested in admiring it. He doesn't like people getting drunk, especially when women are drunk.

    Zhou Shaoting leaned over and stuffed her into the car. The strappy sandals on the girl's feet got stuck outside, so he took them off for her and threw them into the car. Then he bent her legs and pushed them in.  , to slam the car door.

    Really like loading.

    Zhou Shaoting drove Xiao Shi back to the apartment, and moved him to the door of the house. Then he held her who was soft as mud with one hand, and took out the key in her small bag with the other hand to open the door.

    The shoes were left on the car, so Zhou Shaoting put the barefooted girl directly on the bed, fearing that she would vomit, so he turned her on her side to lie down on purpose, then turned around and found a trash can beside the bed.

    Unexpectedly, just turning around like this, the one on the bed turned white again.

    There was no other way, Zhou Shaoting had no choice but to put two pillows against her back, keeping her in a side-lying position.

    This time it was considered comfortable. The girl arched against the pillow, curled her body into a small ball, bent her legs, and put her hands between her legs, showing a warm and self-protective posture.

    Zhou Shaoting was angry, but seeing her like that, like some kind of soft little animal, made people want to feel distressed involuntarily.

    He couldn't help but sat down against the edge of the bed, and gently brushed away the broken hair on her forehead that was sticky with sweat.

    The girl frowned, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his cuff, mumbling: "Don't go, don't leave me"

    Zhou Shaoting's heart trembled, his big warm hand took her soft little hand back, bent down, and kissed her forehead lightly.

    The girl's brows stretched out, and the warm and delicate skin pressed against the man's lips.

    Zhou Shaoting propped himself up and looked at her earnestly. He was clearly still asleep. He might have had some kind of dream. His ruddy lips moved slightly, as if he was about to say something, but also as if he was just feeling uncomfortable.

    His heart was soft, and he couldn't help but leaned over to touch those two red lips, wanting to touch them to stop.  But the moment the girl was kissed, she responded jerky to him, and at the same time opened her arms in a daze, wrapping them around his neck like a spoiled child.

    Zhou Shaoting's body froze and his back straightened. The girl's hand on his neck didn't let go, and she was half-hanged up.

    The smell of alcohol on her body made him vigilant, but immediately, the faint and familiar sweet smell made him give up and refuse.

    Although this violated his taboo - don't touch drunk women.  However, he had no choice but to reject this woman's embrace.

    Zhou Shaoting quickly took the initiative, caressed her soft waist with both hands, and pulled her into his arms with a little force, and kissed her deeply, tenderly and lingeringly.

    The two breaths are intertwined, hot and cold.  Zhou Shaoting felt that he was intoxicated by inhaling the alcohol she exhaled.  Or, just being in her arms like this is enough to make people intoxicated?

    A hot current ran through Zhou Shaoting's line from the top of his head to his abdominal cavity, and the desire deep in his body surged numbly to his whole body.  Just about to devote herself wholeheartedly, the girl suddenly stopped.  Then he struggled to get up from his arms, narrowed his eyes and looked at him, and said in a daze, "Kang Ning? No, you go"

    In her drunken dream, she couldn't distinguish between fantasy and reality. A few nights ago, the scene of Kang Ning's hands and feet was reflected into her chaotic brain, which made her delirious, bored and disgusted.

    Her voice was vague, but Zhou Shaoting heard it clearly: "Kang Ning", "No", "You go".

    Is sherejecting herself because of Kang Ning?

    ?, Then I struggled to go down to the ground to make breakfast, and said with a guilty conscience: "I'll go and see, it seems that there are"

    Seeing her dazed look, Zhou Shaoting was really helpless, and said with disgust, "Don't worry about it, you smell of alcohol, you'd better clean up yourself."

    "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." Yan Xiaoshi expressed his heart.

    Zhou Shaoting raised one corner of his lips, "I'm afraid it will affect my appetite for breakfast." After he finished speaking, he turned and went to the kitchen to do it himself, with ample food and clothing.

    Xiaoshi bit her lip, watched him walk out of the room, subconsciously buried her nose on her shoulder and sniffed.  Fortunately, someone is really a dog nose!  However, this image of wrinkled clothes and sweat stains is really embarrassing, so let's go wash up first.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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