Four words popped up in Ai Xueer's mind reflexively, that is - drunken sex. She was wondering whether she should open the door and rush out, or throw him out.
Who knows, before she could make up her mind, the man over there had already spontaneously taken off her shoes, got on the bed, lifted her warm quilt and lay down in it. Fortunately, he didn't have sex.
"Hey, why are you like this? This is my bed?!"
Ai Xueer felt that this stinky man was unreasonable and openly occupied her nest.
She rushed to the bed and shook his body, which was heavy from lying down.
"Get up, get up quickly!"
"Woman, do you know you are noisy?"
The strong smell of alcohol penetrated her nose as he spoke. She coughed and felt a little dizzy. She had never been able to drink, and the emperor would not let her drink on that night. Now that she thought about it, she probably got drunk too easily.
After shaking for a long time, Ai Xueer was discouraged and simply gave up. She planned to spend the night on the single sofa in the corner. Who knows, before she took a step forward, someone who was motionless just now suddenly stretched out a hand and hooked her.
He grabbed her waist and pulled her back.
Her center of gravity was unstable and she fell on his waist. His shirt was twisted and exposed his lean waist. She lay her hands on it and felt extremely hot and slightly rough. Under the dim light, she
Looking at it, I discovered that some red particles appeared on his lower back.
Is this guy allergic to alcohol?
Ai Xueer was a little panicked. She didn't know how to deal with alcohol allergy. The palm of her hand that was close to his lower back was so hot that she quickly pulled her hand away and wanted to get up and look for any hangover medicine.
Bei Xijue's hand was wrapped around her waist like a vine. It was still the kind of tree demon that had practiced for thousands of years and became a spirit. With her strength, she couldn't break it apart.
"Beixi Jue, let go!"
This time, she didn't call him "Mr. Bei", but "Bei Xijue". In this regard, she was very similar to his Tangtang. When she was angry, she liked to call him by his full name loudly with her mouth pouted, which always seduced everyone.
He kissed her red lips fiercely until she couldn't breathe and her lips were red, swollen and shiny, sticking to the mixed silver threads.
When he thought of this, Bei Xijue felt a tightening in his lower abdomen, and the hand around Ai Xueer's thin waist couldn't help but tighten, causing her to scream. No, to be precise, it was a moan in his ears.
"Beixi Jue, let me go, let me go!"
She struggled, and their bodies rubbed against each other, causing bursts of pain. Bei Xijue's face became a little ugly. If he continued like this, he had no doubt that he would crush her underneath him and possess her at all costs.
He drank. He didn't like drinking. He would become allergic every time he drank. However, on such an inexplicable night, it seemed that only being drunk could hide his inner confusion.
He couldn't clearly see his feelings for Ai Xueer, because deep down in his heart, there was still Shangguan Tang.
However, you can't get drunk just by wanting to. He clearly felt his desire for her, like a weak string as thin as hair, which would break if he plucked it a little.
"Ai Xue'er, shut up!"
He warned her sternly, pinched her hard with his big hand, pressed her head against his chest, and said muffledly.
"sleep!"
Ai Xueer felt completely baffled. This was her home and her bed, and why did this domineering man occupy her bed and still cling to her body?