The last day of 2o11, less than 24 hours left before the Lunar New Year of 2o12, and after tonight, the office staff of the Presidential Office have a rare few days to rest.

Outside the window, the cold air was so cold that the leaves swayed in the wind and bent slightly.

In the car, the heating is in full, and the 6-view walk closes your eyes and rests.

"What's wrong with your wife?" Liu Chen asked beside him. Jing Xing closed his eyes and rested without saying anything. In other words, he is not good at thinking now and should not say anything.

Seeing this, 6 Chen stretched out his foot and kicked 6 Jingxing. The man couldn't vaguely say, "I'm not in good health." Hearing this, how could 6 Chen not know that he was perfunctory to himself. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him with a few points, with a bottomless depth.

The car drove into the Presidential Palace, Su Mu got off first and took Shen Qing directly to the fourth floor without stopping.

Behind him, the drunk 6 Jingxing seemed a little pitiful, lonely. If Lin An had not come to support him, the man would have to go up to the fourth floor by himself. In the living room, Shen Qing changed into a home clothes, Su Mu stared at her and took a bath before coming out. In the bedroom, the man leaned half against the head of the bed, took off his work clothes, and was wearing only a white shirt, with his slender arms resting on his eyes. It was not difficult for people to see how much headache he had at this time. Shen Qingmai stepped over and stood on the edge of the bed, looked down at him for a long time before asking, "Have you drunk the sober soup?" "Yeah," the man responded lightly, with a strong nasal sound.

"Do you want to take a shower?" Shen Qing asked again.

The man did not agree directly, but instead reached out and lifted the quilt beside him and patted him slightly. "You sleep first, don't worry about me."

Shen Qing stood aside without saying a word. The man looked at her slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Obe obedient." The banquet ended at nearly ten o'clock. After returning to the Tongzong Mansion to wash up, the doctor said that he should pay attention to rest.

"How can I sleep when you lie next to me like this?" she said, with a little blame in her words. Besides, she was not so heartless. There was a drunk man sitting next to her, and she could sleep soundly and soundly.

The man didn't say anything. Shen Qing reached out and pushed his slender thighs, "Go and take a shower and sleep together." "Here's a headache, evening party," the man squeaked and said why. Shen Qing stood on the edge of the bed and wanted to speak. The bedroom door rang, Lin An came in with a servant with a tray, and Shen Qing looked over and asked;

"What are you serving?" "Soiling soup, young lady," Lin An answered.

After saying that, Shen Qing looked at 6 Jingxing, didn’t he say he had drunk it?

I’m afraid this man is confused and can’t tell the difference between the east, south, west and north!

Shen Qing reached out and held the sobering soup in the tray. It was slightly hot, probably because it had been processed. Sitting beside the man, Shen Qing said softly, "Sobering soup, drink it." "Drink it," the man replied, his voice heavy.

When Shen Qing heard this, he looked at Lin An in confusion, and only heard Lin An say, "Young Master, you just drank water." Someone's mouth twitched. Mr. 6, who had always been clear-headed, was so drunk that his son couldn't even tell the difference between water and sober soup. It was really worrying.

"I don't want to drink," the man was rarely arrogant for a while.

"If you don't drink it, you will have a headache at night," Shen Qing spoke patiently. "Ayou,,,," the man opened his eyes, looked at his lover's gentle mouth, and reached out to put his hand on her waist. Seeing this, Shen Qing sat forward with a bowl, and just as the man said, "Kiss me, I'll drink it."

With a bang, Shen Qing climbed into a burst of craze. 6 Jingxing actually teased her in front of the butler and servant. This man,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

He shouted softly in a cold voice; "6 Jingxing." "Wife," the man agreed, and the meaning of acting coquettishly was so strong.

The hand holding her lover tightened slightly, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across Shen Qing's face, which made her angry! Seeing this, Lin An and the servants quickly lowered their heads, and then retreated silently, their movements were gentle and quiet. After staying in the wealthy family for a long time, some things formed a certain degree of accuracy, and they could not be seen.

After the servant left, Shen Qing couldn't hold on his face. He reached down and put the porcelain bowl in his hand on the bedside table. He looked at the man in front of him with a cold face and said lightly; "6 Jingxing, do you want shameless?" "You want A You," the man said, his drunken posture was undoubtedly revealed.

Shen Qing was so angry that she was blushed and almost strangled him to death. She teased him regardless of importance or occasion. This was the first time Jingxing did this. Even if there was a servant present on weekdays, it was mild. Today, I was really afraid that no one would know. After a while, Shen Qing thought, was she stupid? Why did she be angry with a drunk man? Don’t get angry with yourself when you look back.

"I've drunk the sober soup," I picked up the porcelain bowl again, and my words were stiff and slightly angry. "Ayou, kiss me," the man said, his nose slowly rubbing against her side face, and his words opened softly; "You haven't said you love me for a long time, and you haven't hugged me for a long time, Ayou," the man's accusation voice rang in the bedroom, and sentences fell into Shen Qing's heart.

She never remembered how long it took the initiative to hug 6 Jingxing, but she remembered how long it took for her to say that she had loved him. It was probably because she had been in more than a year. As their conflicts escalated, she no longer talked about love him. Even when the couple was in love, men could torture her with all their efforts and methods. As the year approached, 6 Jingxing suddenly accused him so much, and it was impossible to say that it would not make her heart tremble.

The hands holding the porcelain bowl were tightened, and there were still 6 Jingxing's nose that was smelling alcohol, rubbing his fair face. No matter how hard he looked, he knew that his face was red by the man in front of him.

"Okay, I'll drink the sober soup," Shen Qing is not a person who can coax people. Even when he is with a master like 6 Jingxing, he has never learned any of it. When the man coaxed her, he did it so hard that she even did not have any feelings for her. "A You," the man probably relied on his drunkenness and started to refusal.

Shen Qing just wanted to hold your forehead, but he also knew that Liu Jingxing was a person who would never give up until he achieved his goal. For example, in bed, he wanted to hear your call of husband. If you don’t say it, a man could torture you in different ways, but if you say it, he would hold you like a child who has candy and keep kissing you indiscriminately to show his joy. "If you don’t drink it, you will have a headache." What she could do should be this kind of convincing temptation without any convincing. If she wanted to hug you and say love words like Liu Jingxing, it would be a bit embarrassing. "A You," the man spoke again, and the accusations in his voice increased instead of reducing.

Shen Qing was helpless and couldn't stand it anymore.

He turned his head and kissed the man on the cheek, rising and falling, which was considered as having his homework. After finishing his work, the drunk man who couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north was quite obedient. 6 Jingxing was happy, and the person rubbed against her face suddenly changed direction and began to attack her neck. Shen Qing exclaimed, "6 Jingxing." A bowl of sobering soup was held in his hand, and almost sprinkled a bed. After a moment, the disorganized man stopped moving and buried it between her white neck and asked in a muffled voice; "Ayou, do you love me?"

As the words came to the ground, Shen Qing was a little confused. She never expected that a drunk man would be so difficult.

It was so difficult that she almost wanted to raise her hand to greet someone.

"I've drunk the sober soup, obediently," Shen Qing spoke again, his voice not as pale and stiff as before.

The man was unmoved and was still buried between her fair neck.

Shen Qing reached out and pushed the person, but he couldn't use his strength due to the huge gap in strength. "A You, do you love me?" The man continued to mess around.

At first, at the beginning, 6 Jingxing accused two topics.

One is that Shen Qing hasn't hugged him for a long time, and the other is that Shen Qing hasn't said he loves him for a long time.

The first time he asked Shen Qing to kiss him, and then he pestered her to ask if she loved her. Shen Qing had no choice but to know that Jing Xing would not give up until the Yellow River, and he was so angry that he said, "Don't love."

The words fell, and the hand wrapped around her waist fell on her shoulder, pressing her hard, making her shoulder hurt. 6 Jing tried his best to press Shen Qing into her arms, while the whole person was still buried between her neck, and the air was filled with unusual tranquility.

She said she didn't love her, but Jingxing was extremely quiet and didn't make trouble with her. It was really weird.

Shen Qingzheng thought so, and before the thoughts in his mind had fallen, she felt a little warm liquid dripping from her exposed neck. She was shocked and knew what these were.

For a moment, the man's slightly crying voice rang in his ears; "It's okay, just love you, just love your baby, it's okay if you don't love me, it's okay."

Shen Qingleng was in place.

Holding the soup bowl in one hand, slowly lifting it up with the other hand, trying to land on the man's back. After being frozen in the air for a few seconds, it finally fell down and gently patted the man's broad back. At this time, Liu Jingxing seemed so aggrieved and fragile. "I deliberately angered you," Shen Qing tried to comfort Liu Jingxing, but after the words came out, even she herself felt that she was not at all convincing.

The man still kept his posture still.

"6 Jingxing," Shen Qing called out softly.

"Ayou, I love you, I love you very much," the man spoke with a strong nasal voice.

"Well, I know, you love me, love me very much," Shen Qing followed his words. "But you don't love me," the man's accusation sounded, and Shen Qing sighed softly, helpless. "Love you," "Really?" The man raised his head and looked at her, with red eyes looking so pitiful. "Really," Shen Qing replied, squeezing his head.

Instead, the man covered his thin lips and gave a long kiss.

After kissing, Shen Qing reached out and brought the sobering soup to his mouth and deceived him. "Be good, I've drunk it." "I've gone to take a shower after drinking, and I'm a little sleepy," Shen Qing continued.

6 Jingxing seemed to have got a satisfactory answer, and stopped making trouble for Shen Qing. He drank all the sobering soup, and staggered into the bathroom. Shen Qing went into the cloakroom to find pajamas and handed them to the man.

The house was drunk and not uncomfortable, but it was more or less a bit frightening. Shen Qingmai walked to the window and pushed the window open a little so that the air in the room could circulate slightly. Then he called the servant to take away the porcelain bowl. Before this was done, 6 Jingxing came out, steaming all over, and his black head was wet and pressing against his head, looking a little messy.

The man stood at the door, holding a bath towel in one hand, and his dark eyes fell on her with a little indescribable emotion.

Seeing this, Shen Qing wanted to turn around on the bed. After walking for two steps, he saw that there was no movement behind him. When he was returning, Jingxing was still standing still, his dark eyes were as deep as an ancient well, as terrifying as a terrifying one. Shen Qing sighed in his heart, took the bath towel in his hand, and let him sit on the sand and wipe his wet head.

"Didn't you say you would drink less? Why can't you escape the fate of getting drunk after I go?" Shen Qing said softly, and asked softly while moving his hands to work. The man remained silent, lowered his head and let Shen Qing wipe his head for him, but his hands fell behind her waist and circled her.

Shen Qing continued his movements without stopping. When he stopped, he wanted to turn around and walk. 6 Jingxing hugged the person and brought his belt forward. He kissed him silently and fell on her flat abdomen through his pajamas, and said lightly, "I love you." On that night, the man confessed several times, and Shen Qing was shaken again and again.

In addition to feeling that the drunk man is a bit difficult, the rest is that today's 6 scenery walks are particularly delicate.

Shen Qing raised his hand and touched the man's head, carrying the softness of being a mother.

"Baby can't not not love me like mothers in the future," the man slowly complained against her belly. This fell into Shen Qing's ears, causing his back to freeze.

Even if 6 Jingxing was drunk, it was not difficult to hear that Shen Qing was full of perfunctory words just now.

Her hands holding the towel slowly tightened, and the joints on the back of her hands were clearly distinguished.

6 Jing Xing let go of her at the right time. Shen Qing took a step back and watched the man get into the car with aggrieved body, lifted the quilt and lay in, putting one hand on his eyes and the other hand on his side. The lights in the bedroom were not turned off, and Shen Qing saw his every move clearly.

It is said that a drunk man is delicate, and Shen Qing saw it at this time. 6 Jingxing's emotions came too inexplicably, which made her unable to control it.

Shen Qing stood by the sand for a while before turning around and entering the bathroom.

When he came out, the man still kept his posture still.

She lifted the quilt and went to bed, turned off the lights, lay beside Liu Jingxing, looking at the man in the dark, but he was still unmoved.

It was not until Shen Qing reached out and poked his solid arms that the man moved to the side, as if he didn't want to be too close to her. Shen Qing was sweating profusely, and looking at the arrogant 6 Jingxing couldn't find a way to deal with it for a while.

Shen Qing slowly looked at the man's hard facial lines, and wanted to move his body and lean over. Finally, he stopped moving. After watching him for a few seconds, he slowly lay flat on the bed and looked at the ceiling. She didn't know where the resentment of 6 Jingxing came from, and she couldn't find any words to comfort the man. Besides, she was actually not used to coaxing people with kind words. After a moment, she reached out and lifted the quilt to cover her shoulders, turned over, and turned her back to Liu Jingxing.

The man moved, fell down the arms attached to his eyes, looked at Shen Qing sideways, and felt ache in his heart, with some indescribable pain. Perhaps the depression in his heart was rushing up, and the man was so angry that he lifted the quilt with great force to get up. Seeing this, Shen Qing turned over and looked at his movements, reached out to hold his strong arms, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

The man sat on the edge of the bed and his eyes fell on her soft claws. "What the hell is wrong?" She asked, with a little confusion in her words. Why did he become pretentious when drunk? He had never seen this in the past. The man was still silent. Shen Qing moved his body, moved to the man's side, slightly raised his head to look at his hard facial lines, and said in half a teasing, "It's not me who got you drunk, why did you still show me your face?" He was so angry that he was so angry that he knew he didn't care about this.

As the words fell, the man was full of depression and stood up and wanted to leave.

"Okay, OK," it's really a turn of feng shui. Shen Qing never thought that he would have such a day. It's really a technical job to coax people. "I apologize for not being angry with you just now," Shen Qing lowered his head and apologized at the right time.

6 When Jing Xing heard this, he turned slightly, looked at her with his eyes as deep as an ancient well, and looked at him, "You said." "What did you say?"

"Love or not?"

"..." Is this a quarrel? If you don't give up until the Yellow River, you have to break the pot and ask to the end?

Shen Qing was stunned for a second, then there was a long silence. The more silent she was, the more ugly Jingxing's expression became.

"How difficult is it to answer? It's enough to make you think for so long," said the man, plucking away the little claws that fell on his arms, and stood up full of anger, with grievance and loneliness.

"6 Jingxing," Shen Qing called out, and continued, "I feel uncomfortable." The man who was about to get up and leave stopped hearing this, turned around and turned back. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Shen Qing in a hurry. "You..." The words of concern stopped between his lips. Shen Qing's thin lips turned over and stopped all the words of 6 Jingxing. Her initiative made the man stunned and came back to his senses for a while. Then he reached out and pulled away his previous person, and asked with a cold face, "Where is it uncomfortable?" "I feel uncomfortable in my heart," Shen Qing muttered, holding his mouth slightly with a little aggrieved.

6 When Jing Xing saw this, he was filled with anger and a mouthful of old blood almost gushed out.

He wanted to scold him, but before he could speak, Shen Qing used the same trick again, and his slender arms hooked on Liu Jingxing's neck, tossing and turning.

Drunk, his mind is not clear at all. In addition, Jingxing has always liked to stick to Shen Qing, so his lover is now stuck on it, which can be said to be ignited as soon as he touches it.

The man put one hand on her back and climbed up to rub Yi with the other hand. Shen Qing took the initiative, and Jing Xing had always been good at it. Soon after, the moans were unconsciously revealed.

Shen Qing's sound was like adding oil to this **. The man reached out and the two fell on the bed, kissing densely down her thin lips and heading towards her fair neck. For a moment, the atmosphere in the bedroom was particularly charming, with gasping and moans intertwined, forming a wonderful music.

When the love was so strong, Shen Qing's thin paws reached into the man's pajamas.

In an instant, a sudden excitement, 6 Jingxing's eyes, covered in fire, suddenly opened, and looked at his lover who was pressed under him, and suddenly stood up.

Shen Qing was still in the middle of the *****, and Jing Xing was so quick that she was really displeased.

He frowned and stared at the man who was holding on his body, his eyes full of doubts. "No," after a long time, the man's breathing gradually calmed down before he spoke.
To be continued...