Before the two had discussed what to eat, Wu Zhilun had already called and said that steak and red wine had been prepared, but there was no one to fry the steak or drink with him. So a simple dinner, with the dedication of Wu, turned into a candlelight dinner, but instead of looking at each other, three people drank each other.
"I think it's the worst drink in our family. My cousin and sister in junior high school, every meal is a glass." Jiahe was afraid that Wu Zhilun would not understand, so he picked up the glass at hand and gestured: "That's it. The cup of 56° liquor, they all drink it as a drink. Last time we had a class reunion, I happened to meet my cousin and sister after school. Seeing that I was forced to drink, I immediately rushed into battle. table man."
Before Wu Zhilun was drunk and unconscious, Jiahe made the above summary statement.
Huh, it's okay to go.
Wu Zhilun is so good at drinking, such a cellar is really poured over cup by cup. He definitely did it on purpose...
Jiahe watched the poor little assistant carry him away, until the door slammed, and then he stood up swaying from the carpet. The thing about fighting wine is to hold a breath. Once the winner is determined, it is the most complete defeat.
Because of the effect of alcohol, her eyes wandered, and it took a long time to see Yi Wenze sitting on the sofa: "It's over, I'm also drunk." Yi Wenze put the wine glass on the side of the coffee table and gestured for Jiahe to come over: "Come and sit for a while."
Jiahe walked over unsteadily, got to his side, and leaned on his lap obediently. Trying to maintain the last bit of sobriety, the tsunami is already in front of me.
He was wearing slacks, the fabric was soft, she rubbed her face lightly twice, only to feel dazed and want to sleep.
The scene in front of him was infinitely blurred, from the carpet to the coffee table to the floor-to-ceiling windows, all of which seemed to have a layer of strong light. From this angle, you can see that there is a goblet on the coffee table, with half a sip of wine left at the bottom of the glass, and the light slants through the glass, casting a very light shadow on the coffee table.
How much did he drink? Estimated not much.
Since the first bottle was poured, Wu Zhilun fooled himself into drinking, and he was really reckless... See how good he is and how restrained he is. She exhaled, rested her head on his leg, and looked up at him: "How much have you drunk? Your face hasn't changed at all."
She seemed to hear him laugh, and then a voice said, "About two and a half bottles."
She listened carefully to the sound floating from a very distant place, with some effort.
Two and a half bottles... Really drinkable... Two and a half bottles? !
She looked at him, looked at him seriously.
After a while, he suddenly braced his arm and probed to count the bottles on the table. No more than six empty bottles, he almost drank a multiple of two people? Really idol!
She turned her head with great respect: "Are you dizzy? Would you like to make some strong tea?" After speaking, she quickly added, "Do you want to lie down for a while?" Shaking, trying to test his level of sobriety, but almost slipped himself.
He supported her: "I was afraid that you guys were fighting too hard, so I drank more. I'm fine." He really didn't want to disturb the good interest of the two, but the wine had too much stamina, and the two didn't know how to control them. They could only take advantage of the neutral time when they were enjoying themselves, and help them eliminate most of them.
In fact, there are almost three bottles.
Jiahe found sadly that the real Dionysus was here.
"If you can drink well, it's good if you can... It's not right, you can't say that you can drink," Jiahe sighed vaguely, but he was very serious, "If you go to my house in the future, you will definitely be drunk by my family members. Unconscious, you know that northerners have this habit, especially when the son-in-law comes to the door for the first time..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
Yi Wenze smiled: "When it's time to drink, you still have to drink it."
A simple sentence, but completely burnt her face. Jiahe stared at him closely, staring at him without blinking.
It's over, don't make me cry, I'm drunk, I can't stop crying...
Because of his drunkenness, that hot hand grabbed his shirt, and he almost fell into his arms... In fact, after drinking so much, he always had some reactions, but it was just the right amount of drunkenness that magnified almost every aspect of her. subtle movements.
Soft breath, with the aroma of wine, close at hand.
He finally sighed secretly: "Would you like to go to sleep?"
"Ah?" Jiahe opened his eyes wide.
"As it is now, I don't worry about sending you home."
That's my home, what's not to worry about... She said silently, but there was always another voice in her heart saying, stay, stay, it's nothing, we lived together in Tianjin, nothing...
She frowned and closed her eyes.
But because of this half-second darkness, he completely fell into the alcohol vortex, and the world was spinning, and it was difficult to open his eyes again.
The sound of someone walking by outside the door, she made excuses for herself with a guilty conscience, you see, it's more shame for him to go out like this. Luckily, people still call her 'boss lady'... Because of the three words, boss lady, she became dizzy again successfully, and after struggling for a long time, she said in a low voice, "I'll sleep on the sofa."
His voice drifted into his ears: "I'll carry you in, there are still things to do tonight, I'll sleep on the sofa."
Jiahe snorted, and then felt his body shrink into a ball, being hugged by him on his chest. The steps were steady, and there was hardly any pause. It was not until her body fell into softness that she felt herself lying on the bed. She clenched her fists subconsciously and nervously waited for him to leave, but she didn't realize that her fingers were stirring his shirt, almost Gotta get the buttons off...
Yi Wenze saw that she was panting nervously, but he was amused and patted her hand: "Go to sleep."
I'm going to sleep, why haven't you left yet
The heartbeat is magnifying infinitely, to the limit. After such a stalemate for a long time, she struggled in a drowsy and awake state, trying to open her eyes, and only then did she see herself tugging at his shirt tightly. And because of her strength, he had to put one hand on her side and leaned down to accommodate her.
Because he came in with her in his arms, he hadn't had time to turn on the light.
Moonlight, only moonlight. She never thought that the moon in Beijing was so bright that it could light up half a room, and he was so close at hand, an ambiguous outline was drawn by the moonlight.
"Above the Sky"
"Do you want to turn on the light?" he asked.
Jiahe moved his fingers and happened to pass through the gap in his shirt and touched his skin. With just such a movement, she was already frightened by herself, and she didn't dare to make any rash moves, and blinked her eyes hard.
"I forgot to take off my contact lenses, my eyes are so dry." She was looking for something to say.
"Look at me, don't blink." He stretched out his hand and looked at her carefully by the moonlight.
In the line of sight, his fingers were magnified infinitely. Jiahe tried to hold his breath and restrained the urge to blink to resist. After the strange touch, his eyes became blurred and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"Go to sleep," he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "I'm going out."
Jiahe hummed, turned around and hugged the quilt.
"Thank you for the words you said today." She was really brave. She held back her words for a whole night and finally said it. "Actually... I've made mental preparations, as long as I get used to it for a few days, it'll be fine."
Thinking is difficult to coherent, a sentence is stumbling and stumbling, and it is not fully expressed in the end. She buried her face in the quilt, feeling that he was still in the same position as before, not moving.
"Anything else?" The voice suddenly brushed past his ears.
"No more." Jiahe bit his lip, feeling his breath, very close, almost touching distance. But she just waited and hesitated, but Yi Wenze didn't take any further action. Her heart slowed down and she gasped for breath. In the end, even he was infected. Side, tempting and killing her consciousness.
But even so, he still didn't move.
Jiahe wanted to cry, but finally stuck his head out of the quilt: "Does my body smell bad?"
"No." He paused for a moment, and then laughed lowly.
It was obviously a very quiet room, but his words and his smile seemed to be separated by a layer of water mist.
Still drunk. She closed her eyes and resignedly thought that you just disliked me for being drunk. After a long time, she asked in a barely audible voice, "Then why don't you kiss me."
Quiet, very quiet.
She could barely breathe, but she couldn't hear his voice. It's over, it's really drunk and harmful, and her image is all broken... She didn't dare to move, but she felt a little warmth on her face, and she slowly moved down until she touched her lips, and then stopped a little bit. Down: "Because you're drunk."
She was confused, trying to distinguish the truth from the false, but he was completely kissed by him. The whole body was immersed in the quilt, he did not leave any room for him, the oppressive suffocation made her grasp him like drowning, the very soft fabric was wrinkled in the palm of his hand.
It's a long, deep kiss.
It wasn't until the phone rang in the living room that she opened her eyes in confusion and patted his back.
"It's Allen's phone," he explained in a low voice.
"Would you like to give it to him?"
No, as he spoke, he suppressed her words with a deeper kiss.
The layers peeled off, his movements were slow and focused, until he touched her smooth skin, only to realize that the person under him was hot all over. Because of the more intimate touch, she was like a frightened bird, her eyes widened in Twilight, trying to look at him. Yi Wenze paused for a moment and looked at her face in the dark, with her lips that were watery, pursed tightly, her eyes full of chaos and confusion...
"Tell me," he sighed secretly, turning to kiss her neck lightly, rubbing her to relax, "Do you like boys, or do you prefer girls?"
I like it all, she almost lost all her resistance under his pressing step by step. Then give birth to one each. He slowly untied her crony, kept rubbing her delicate neck and ears, and said softly, "My sister and I are twins, maybe we can solve it at one time." She couldn't see anything completely, so she closed her eyes and hummed softly. It seemed like a never-ending kiss, like it would last all night, until he took her hand very lightly and put it on his chest.
The hard object under the fingertips, small, is the button of the shirt.
It was a simple action, but she tried it four times before it was the first to be solved.
He was patient enough to wait for her, until he hugged her into the quilt and approached her without any hindrance, did he notice that her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and he tried to touch her face, but the person in his arms frowned again. , completely plunged into his arms, tightly wrapped around his upper body, and quieted down.
He didn't move, he fell asleep completely.
Yi Wenze looked down at her, and after a long time, he laughed dumbly.
really drunk...
The long night was so drunk that I didn't even have a dream.
Jiahe only felt that when he was about to be burned, water poured in from his mouth, which was very cool. Then I hugged the warmth very comfortably and fell asleep again. Soon the phone rang again, she moved two times uncomfortably, she opened her eyes with an unbearable headache, and it was his face that caught her eye. hold him...
The arm resting on his waist was unbearably sore and numb, as if it had lasted for a long time. Yesterday's events were all fragments. She only remembered the words of a boy and a girl, and she seemed to untie his clothes for him, and then... then fell asleep? !
She was covered in sweat, sticky and irritating, but she didn't dare to move.
Persevering and persevering, but in the end, it was a little sleepy, it was so hot, it was really hot.
"Wake up?" A very soft voice, with the laziness after a deep sleep.
"Um..." She didn't dare to open her eyes.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Um… "
It's comfortable, but it's too comfortable...
Do you want to take a shower? He sat up, wrapped her in the quilt and carried her to his lap. She was forced to open her eyes, and I wanted to sleep a little longer. He picked up his pillow watch. It's almost eleven o'clock. Do you want to eat something first? Well, she was in a mess with a guilty conscience, so she could only nod her head in obedience.
I really regret that my intestines are blue, it is obviously a very romantic thing. Confession in front of the public, a candlelight dinner, proper drunkenness, and then... The problem is that I am completely drunk.
The gray carpet, scattered with two people's clothes, large and small, messy and warm.
While hugging her, he picked up their clothes from the bed, and when he picked up the shirt and was about to put it on, Jiahe took his hand, and said righteously, "Otherwise, do it again. Bar."