In the living room, Wanting Deng walked to the sofa and bent over and squatted down, trying to wake him up.

   "Jintang?"

   called again, but the one lying on his stomach did not move.

  Looking at the man lying on his hips while sleeping, Deng Wanting couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

   Suddenly remembered what Ji Sanshao and Ling Shao had said to her just before they left. With a chuckle, Deng Wanting turned around again.

  Take off the shoes on Xiao Jintang's feet, hold Xiao Jintang's shoulders with both hands, and then push hard to one side.

  1--2--3!

  ……

   "Hoo..."

  Deng Wanting took a breath, and finally turned Xiao Jintang's body to his side.

Seeing that he was about to lie down again, Deng Wanting hurriedly got up and sat down, and directly pressed his back against the body he was going to lie down on, and the hair strands behind her ears fell down, slightly messed up.

  Deng Wanting turned sideways again, supporting Xiao Jintang's back neck with both hands, and then moved it little by little.

It took a lot of effort before she finally pulled Xiao Jintang face up, and Deng Wanting's full forehead also had some fine beads of sweat.

  Looking at the man with his eyes still closed, Deng Wanting curled her lips.

  Obviously so thin, it turns out that all of them are shrewd. The difference in body shape between men and women is really too obvious.

  Fortunately, the sofa is big enough.

  ……

  Wanting Deng was about to stand up, but was dragged by an external force, sat back heavily, and fell into his arms.

  Deng Wanting lowered her head, and the man's slender palm wrapped around her back, hugging her waist, tightly covering her flat abdomen.

  All of a sudden, Deng Wanting blushed, reached out and grabbed his arm, whispering in her mouth.

  "Release quickly."

  Xiao Jintang’s head slumped, buried in Deng Wanting’s waist, rubbed, and muttered vaguely.

   "Don't let go! Don't let go of my fairy if I die!

   will never let go..."

The tone of   's speech was almost like a naughty little boy, his half-open eyes looked at her tightly, and his sword eyebrows were raised one after another.

  ……

  Looking at Deng Wanting is angry and funny, but she can’t be true to a drunk person. Deng Wanting can only relax her tone, with a faint smile between her eyebrows.

   "I won't go, I'll get you a towel and wipe your face."

   "Really?"

   "Really."

  Xiao Jintang slowly let go of his hand.

  After a while, Wanting Deng brought a wet towel that was half-dried, and a cup of brown sugar water.

  Deng Wanting wiped his face first, Xiao Jintang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the broken hair in front of his forehead.

   "Fairy, my hairstyle is gone."

  Deng Wanting was stunned for a moment.

   "It's gone a long time ago."

   "Then am I handsome?"

  Xiao Jintang tilted her head, looking at her with half-open eyes deep, with a thin layer of mist covering her eyelids, Deng Wanting palpitated and nodded.

  She has to admit that such Xiao Jintang looks more sexually **** and charming.

  ……

  Xiao Jintang's facial paralyzed expression suddenly grinned, and he smiled with a big thorn, wishing that all the gangsters were exposed.

  "Fairies, honesty is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, continue to carry it forward!"

  Deng Wanting twitched the corner of her mouth stiffly.

  I almost forgot, this man is the essence of teasing.

  Deng Wanting helped Xiao Jintang sit up again, picked up the brown sugar water on the coffee table, and fed it to his mouth.

   "Hurry up and drink."

   "Fairy, what is this?"

Xiao Jintang raised her head and asked her, Deng Wanting raised her eyebrows.

   "Poison."

"Oh."

  Xiao Jintang has bowed her head and drank guts, and finally smaked, and said,

  "Fairy, the poison is so sweet~~~"

  Deng Wanting rolled her eyelids, but couldn't help but smile.

  He said that even if she gave poison, he would eat it as honey without hesitation.

  ……

  Deng Wanting wiped Xiao Jintang's mouth with a towel, and asked softly.

   "Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

  Xiao Jintang frowned and shook his head, his mouth gurgled.

   "Fairy, I'm hot."

  Deng Wanting saw another sweat on his forehead that he had just wiped, and then remembered that the air conditioner was turned on in the room, the temperature was adjusted to a higher level, and he was still wearing a woolen coat.

   "Then I will take off your clothes for you."

  Xiao Jintang suddenly protects the chest with both hands, she looks like a good family woman who is panicked and humiliated by the humiliation, and her foggy eyes are even more confused/distracted.

  "Fairy, are you going to show off to me~~~?"

  ……

  Wanting Deng realized that the sentence she just said was ambiguous, her blushing cheeks became deeper, and she was unnaturally looking away.

   "Then...then you are---"

  But before she finished speaking, Xiao Jintang had already opened her chest and lunged over, resting on Deng Wanting’s shoulder.

   "Come on, fairy, you come and impolite me!"

  Deng Wanting’s face was already blushing, but the man who couldn’t drink so shamelessly could only take off his coat for Xiao Jintang with his face turned away.

   "Hoo..."

  Deng Wanting took a long sigh. As soon as she raised her head, Xiao Jintang zoomed in front of her with her handsome face, looking at her drunkly.

   "Fairy, you seem to be very hot too."

  Speaking, a certain man stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead.

  ……

  Deng Wanting was inexplicably flustered, and she blurted out.

   "I'm not hot."

  Xiao Jintang nodded honestly, then dropped his head with a sigh.

  Deng Wanting took a deep breath, stabilized her mind, and asked with a face.

   "You feel...do you feel any better now? Where else is it uncomfortable?"

   "Hmm... I feel uncomfortable all over."

  Deng Wanting’s mouth was still muttering, she didn’t even notice it, her anger was filled with distress,

  "Who told you to drink so much alcohol, would it not be uncomfortable to be drunk? I'll cook some pear soup for you. You lie here for a while."

  Deng Wanting just stood up, and suddenly buckled her wrist.

  The whole person suddenly hangs in the air and loses weight.

Before he had time to exclaim, he fell on Xiao Jintang's chest and made an ambiguous crash.

  ……

  Wanting Deng curled her eyebrows, thinking Xiao Jintang was making trouble with her again.

   "I won't leave, aren't you uncomfortable, I'll cook pear soup for you, you---"

  Before he finished speaking, he suddenly tightened his waist.

  The palm that Xiao Jintang clasped hard, and turned sideways. Before Deng Wanting could react, the up and down positions were reversed.

  She was pressed down by him.

  Xiao Jintang slowly lowered his head.

  Evil/enchanting masculine aura attacked more intensely, with the disturbing scent of red wine, blowing on her face, the anxious eyesight locked her even more intensely,

  "Fairy, I don’t want to drink pear soup..."

  Deng Wanting panicked, her tight palms didn’t know where to put them.

  Across a layer of shirt fabric, she could even feel the scorching/heat released from his chest, almost burning her.