she is drunk
Under the influence of alcohol, the girl who used to be reserved and careful in front of him completely changed her appearance.
It is rare to see the other side of Yan Xiaye's stubbornness and strength. It feels not only novel, but also very interesting.
Carrying his shirt, Li Yuntang held her slender waist with his backhand to prevent her from sliding here with barefoot. He said patiently with surprise: "Water is next to the pillow, can I take you to drink?"
"Hmm?" Yan Xiaye tilted his little head and thought for a while. Then Hanhan smiled constantly, stretched his arms to the shower head that was close to the corner: "There is no water here, I want to drink it now!"
"wait……"
Before he finished speaking, Yan Xiaye's little claws touched the button on the wall first.
A handful of cold water fell from the sky, and the two people standing beneath the lotus pods were soaked.
The water droplets gathered along the fine black hair into a stream, sliding along the man's handsome face as black as the bottom of a pot, over the sexy Adam's apple, and only slowed down the flow when it reached the clearly textured chest.
Yan Xiaye stared at the water droplet and swallowed, and her throat was so thirsty that it was so hot that it drove her to chew on it.
Obviously, a handful of cold water did not change the girl's consciousness, otherwise she would never have been close to him - a healthy adult man in physical and mental health.
Li Yuntang groaned and watched as the light-colored fabric on her body was wet with water, and the graceful curves could not be hidden.
The cold water droplets slightly relieved her thirst. Yan Xiaye licked her lips again, and ignorantly pulled the wet clothes on her body: "It's uncomfortable."
“There are replacement clothes in the room.”
This time, Li Yuntang didn't wait for the little drunk to do anything amazing, so he simply wrapped her in a bath towel and carried it on his shoulder, threw it on the bed and pressed a corner of the bath towel, so that she could only rub on the bed pitifully.
As clumsy as a little turtle that can't be overturned.
He poured a glass of water and suppressed another thirst in his heart, so he had to use conversation to divert his attention: "Why are you going to drink?"
Yan Xiaye didn't know if he heard it, and he struggled silently.
On the contrary, Li Yuntang was silent for a while: "...Beicheng is not good to you?"
"North City?" Yan Xiaye murmured with this familiar and unfamiliar name, and paused to struggle, and his whole body shrank in the bath towel without moving.
Li Beicheng waited patiently for a long time, neither waiting for even breathing from the bath towel nor waiting for the little drunk tossing further.
He raised his eyebrows subtly, let go of the towel that pressed her, and leaned over to see what was going on with her.
Yan Xiaye still didn't move, her white teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and there were wet marks on the corners of her eyes.
Li Yuntang sat by the bed and looked at her. Zhang Junyan gradually coincided with another man with three points similar to her.
Without warning, she reached out to hook Li Yuntang's neck enthusiastically and unrestrainedly, and kissed the corner of the man's firm lips clumsyly.
Li Beicheng's body stiffened, and he subconsciously wanted to push Yan Xiaye away, but his big palm froze on her shoulder.
Even though she was all taking the initiative, she trembled like a dead leaf in the cold wind, as if she was the one who was suddenly attacked.
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with the current situation, Yan Xiaye kissed him for a long time but could not get his response. He was discouraged and stopped moving, and finally lay in his arms and cried bitterly: "Even if our engagement was requested by grandpa, you really
You don't like me so much, don't even want to kiss me?"
Li Yuntang was slightly stunned, and then he probably understood why this little drunk said that.
She completely forgot what happened five years ago and was immersed in the long-standing memories and couldn't extricate herself.
Yan Xiaye cried and raised her feet and curled her nose by the neglected bath towel. The unfamiliar heat on her body came again.
She stood up and was stunned for a moment. She seemed to suddenly be awake, and looked at his face very close, and hesitated and confused: "You are Libeicheng? I don't want Libeicheng!"
He instigated her to act coquettishly in her arms and go crazy, but he could not tolerate her identifying him as another man: "I am Li Yuntang."
"Li Yuntang?" She repeated his name foolishly, and a touching smile appeared on the corners of her pink lips: "Little uncle?"
"Um."
Yan Xiaye was still confused, and his eyes fell on the man's chest with a red mark. He stretched out his fingertips and poked them puzzledly: "What's wrong?"
"You bit it yourself, don't remember it so soon?"
"I bite?" She frowned, nervous as if she was causing pain for him, pouting her lips and blowing the red marks: "I'm sorry, it must be very painful..."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his index finger and pressed her red lips that caused trouble, his voice was tense and hoarse: "If you blow it down, I don't guarantee that I can sit here and listen to you."
Yan Xiaye pouted, tilted his head for no reason, shook his head and shook his slender fingers.
She jumped in dismay, threw the man down from the edge of the bed, and fell onto the thick long-haired carpet together.
Realizing that the posture was particularly bad, Li Yuntang's eyes became darker and darker, and he vaguely guessed that the bartender had added ingredients to the wine, as if he thought his life was too long.
At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked heavily: "We are the anti-pornography team. After receiving reports from the public, please open the door immediately!"
...
In the Yan family's villa, Yan Shuirou finally put down her cell phone that had been staring at her all night and breathed a sigh of relief.
Half an hour ago, she called the police station anonymously, and probably has already broken Yan Xiaye's good things now.
Chapter completed!