Chapter 93 My Brother's Mouth Is Not A Mouth, It's a Railroad Track Into My Heart
Just when An Qing was about to scold him, the next moment, Sheng Xingzhou closed his eyes again, as if those words just now were spoken to himself.
He was still mumbling: "Honey, you don't care about me anymore... Am I not good... Why are you talking to that hateful man? Just ignore him, okay..."
He frowned very tightly, and there seemed to be something heavy on his mind between his tightly closed eyes.
An Qing originally wanted to struggle to get her hands away, but now looking at him like this, she couldn't help but feel a little pain in her heart.
I couldn't bear to pull my hand back!
She slowly knelt down next to him, looking at his drunken and red face, she couldn't help but stretch out her soft little hands and pinch his eyebrows.
The voice was filled with sadness: "What do you mean I don't care about you? Don't you know you've gone too far? If you don't go home and get so drunk, you still have reason..."
The more An Qing talked, the more aggrieved she became.
"I went to bury the puppy and you left, and you still talked to me so fiercely. Have you ever thought about how I feel? You said you would always bow your head to me, and you were the one who embraced me and pampered me, but now you are the one who caress me."
And you were the one who left..."
An Qing said a lot in one breath, but he kept his eyes closed and showed no reaction.
It seems that he was drunk and unconscious...
An Qing's eyes gradually turned red and were filled with transparent tears.
"You nuisance, I feel even more sad, okay..."
As he spoke, he clenched his small fist and lightly hammered his chest.
After all, she was reluctant to give up, and then she put her head on the chest that she had beaten, and rubbed it like a kitten.
He is her best boat, how could she be willing to hit him?
Sheng Xingzhou, who was lying upright, suddenly moved with his dark eyes.
He raised the corners of his lips, a fond smile that couldn't be hidden on his face.
An Qing suddenly remembered that he would feel uncomfortable when he was drunk, and thought of feeding him some sobering soup.
She raised her head suddenly, and he immediately returned to his previous state.
An Qing didn't pay attention to Sheng Xingzhou's face, but went to Aunt Lan and asked for a bowl of hangover soup.
Return to him again, but how to feed her?
"Sheng Xingzhou, open your mouth!" An Qing put down the bowl, then reached out and tapped his lips.
But he was indifferent. An Qing couldn't help but become naughty and started to sip his lips.
The shape of his lips is very thin and the curvature is beautiful.
She couldn't help but tease him like she did for the first time when she met him: "Brother's mouth is not a mouth, it is a railroad track that runs into my heart."
Sheng Xingzhou's hands were hidden on both sides of his feet, and he was holding onto the sheets so tightly that his finger joints turned white!
An Qing thought that he was already drunk and unconscious anyway, so she started to become more bold.
Her troubled little hand slid all the way down from his lips, and she stretched out her index finger to tap on his slightly raised Adam's apple.
"Brother's Adam's apple is so sexy..."
Sheng Xingzhou's hidden hand tightened, and the muscles in his body were tense as hard as iron.
Immediately, her hands slid from her Adam's apple to her collarbone and then to her chest. She couldn't get enough of it.
Simply, poke his hard muscles through his silk shirt.
His muscles jumped momentarily.
An Qing was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand and then stared at his face carefully.
Is this person awake?
After watching for a long time, he still slept peacefully.
An Qing felt relieved.
Then he continued to put his hand more boldly into his shirt and began to touch his abdominal muscles wantonly.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces...
Really six bucks!
One grid, neat, very lean lines, it feels really good to the touch!
The more she played, the more excited she became. She slid her hands from her abdominal muscles to his waist and even lifted his shirt!
Her abdominal muscles are perfect for her aesthetic point. They are neither too exaggerated nor too slim. Under the light, they exude the strong scent of male hormones.
She drove unscrupulously: "Wow, such beautiful abdominal muscles, I wonder if the curvature will be more beautiful when I doi..."
After saying this, she felt a little hot.
I'm dizzy. I'm dizzy. An Qing, please wake up!
You can play for fun, but you can't pounce on it yourself.
Anyway, tonight is her welfare time, and she can take a thorough look at Sheng Xingzhou as she pleases.
With this thought in mind, she raised her index finger and began to turn through the cuffs of his trousers.
Pull his pants down little by little, so that you can see the very obvious vest line!
"I really want to swing on my brother's vest line..."
Her voice was soft and charming, and Sheng Xingzhou's endurance reached the limit, and sweat was pouring from her forehead and cheeks.
When An Qing couldn't help but want to pull his pants down further, his strong arms directly grabbed her wrist.
It stopped her from making trouble on her body.
His dark pupils opened and he looked at her dreamingly: "Wife, are you satisfied with my body?"
An Qing's hands widened with almond-shaped eyes and she forgot to react for a moment. She just felt that her whole brain was exploding!
The man who was so drunk just now that he couldn't stand up now had a pair of sharp eyes clinging to her.
The expression on his face was even more dangerous.
More than ten seconds later, An Qing's face turned red and started to bleed.
Destroy it!
Right now!
She frantically tried to break away from his hand, but he held on tightly, fearing that she might twist it and get hurt, so Sheng Xingzhou held her hand instead.
Put it directly on his disheveled abs.
His voice was extremely hoarse: "Honey... come on, let's keep playing!"
"My waistcoat lines are all trained for you, are you satisfied? Also, my physical strength is better, do you want to give it a try too?"
Every word he said made An Qing's body temperature rise several degrees.
Her fair little face was blushing so beautifully, and her watery eyes were filled with charm.
"Sheng Xingzhou!" She was so embarrassed that she was about to cry, "Stop talking..."
This person is really bad, absolutely hateful, how could he lie to her like this.
Wow, she felt like she was about to cry.
Sheng Xingzhou was actually still very dizzy, having drunk too much, and he did fall asleep before An Qing stopped moving around on him.
But when she played with him like that, he felt itchy and numb, and he couldn't stand it.
It was rare for his Qingbao to be so proactive, touching and hugging him, and he had to wake up quickly even if he was sleepy to death.
Missing this great opportunity will be a lifelong regret.
Seeing how shy she was, Sheng Xingzhou pointed at her face.
He made a very shameless request: "Kiss my wife, and I will let go of your hand."
The breath of his words was filled with the strong smell of alcohol.
His eyes were even deeper and more attractive because of the alcohol.
An Qing didn't dare to look directly.
It's terrible, this man has a very good skin and is also cunning.
How is she his match?
"Don't bully me anymore..." An Qing's face felt hot.
She was still immersed in the embarrassment just now, so she didn't want to listen to him.
Sheng Xingzhou looked up at her crimson face, her facial features became more vivid, and a look in her eyes could make him take a breath.
"I'm not going to lie to you." His voice was hoarse, "Just kiss me and I won't catch you..."