Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

If I had known that Qin Shiting's manoeuvres were so powerful, I would have moved him out a long time ago.

Turns out he can also be so vicious, is this saying that Tang Father is not alive long enough or that Tang Shao is a waste...

When he sat next to the song, he didn't speak. Anyway, the whole scene is now completely under Qin Shiting's control. Don't look at him drinking a lot of wine, but he's still awake, and there's no need for her to interfere.

Even her father doesn't say anything now. She was at home since she was a kid. In fact, she has not been bullied by anyone, so she has never enjoyed the feeling of others helping her back up.

But now this feeling is overwhelming, overwhelming.

Qin Shiting was supporting her. Don't say it was Tang's father and son whose face had been stretched out. Even her father couldn't say anything now.

After all, it's the Qin family. How dare her father talk?

At the end of the meal, everyone barely ate much. After Qin Shiting drank a few glasses of wine, Tang Father couldn't even say the words to persuade him to drink. He kept grinding his teeth, but when he listened to the act he was eating there all the time. At the end of the day, when everyone dispersed, she ate plenty.

But when she left the hotel, her father warned her with his eyes and told her to go back with him.

The song was dragged away directly by Qin Shiting with the reason that there was still something going on in the afternoon.

The reason she dragged him away was because Qin Shiting didn't look drunk, but the alcohol on her body was really strong. She wasn't sure whether he was drunk or not. Anyway, she dragged him all the way to the taxi, and even if she did, she wouldn't go to her father's car.

It is estimated that her father would go directly back to the Shida Group's company building on the side of Haicheng, not directly to Shizui Villa, so she simply took a taxi to ask the driver to take a detour and eventually returned to Shizui Villa.

I don't know where Ms. Yang Zhenzhen went or was busy at home. She didn't dare look in the direction of the house. When she got out of the car, she dragged Qin Shiting back to his door, pressed the code, and then reached in and touched him. It was like she was afraid that someone would suddenly come out and find her and look for her as a thief, leaning against the door of his villa and whispering to him, “Where are the keys? ”

Qin Shiting lifted her arm, she thought he was going to take the key, and then suddenly the man leaned forward and locked her in the door directly. He bowed down and looked down at her like this.

Qin Shiting, full of alcohol, did not seem drunk, but had an unusual, deep sense of oppression.

The song was stiff. Remind him quickly: "My parents may show up at any moment. Can we go in the door first...”

Qin Shiting looked at her like this for a while, without talking, but smiled, pointing to the code on the key box by the door: “Your birthday. ”

When I read the song, I saw that there was a key box on top. I looked up and tried pressing my birthday. It turned on, and a series of silver keys lay inside.

After opening the door, she hurried in. When Qin Shiting came in, she quickly closed the door and then glanced at the other side in front of the landing window. There was nothing moving across the street. This took a long breath of relief.

Tsk, Mom and Dad just got back yesterday. This happened at noon today. It was really exciting.

Fortunately, in the afternoon, she didn't have to go home right away because of school, and she was able to spend more time with Qin Shiting.

However, there seems to be nothing to hide now. Now her father knows exactly what happened between Qin Shiting and her. The only thing he doesn't know is that Qin Shiting lives opposite her.

Try not to talk about this for the sake of not being harassed by your parents.

“Qin, are you thirsty?” After watching the other side in front of the window, she turned to ask.

She didn't have much experience caring for people who drank too much. She asked subconsciously, and then when he stood there and didn't move, but turned his eyes and looked at himself, she realized she seemed a little stupid, and she said, “Well, I mean, are you upset? Can I get you something to drink? Do you have any sober tea or anything? ”

It's impossible not to think about it. He doesn't usually drink alcohol, so how can he put sobriety in the house?

But if she goes out and buys now, she will meet her parents anytime outside, so she doesn't want to go out.

She remembered using some vinegar, white sugar, something else. It seemed to have the effect of vomiting or dissolving alcohol. She quickly took out the tea from her cell phone and said, "Wait a minute. ”

He rushed into his kitchen.

While making vinegar, white sugar, fresh water, and other things you need in the way of online conversion, you're looking for pots that can cook water, which will boil together and cool down for a while before it works.

She just found the kettle in the stove by the side and stood by the pool and continued to hold it against the cup.

When she heard Qin Shiting walking in, she didn't look back. She just said, "Wait a minute. If you have a stomach ache or a headache, go lie down for a while. This has to be burned. It will cool off for a while. I don't think I can finish an hour. I'll call you later...”

The words were not finished, and suddenly the familiar man smelled close, holding her directly behind his back.

Qin Shiting was usually nice to her but always cold, rarely proactive. This suddenly hugged behind her, even with his breath in her ear. When reading the song, the cup in her hand did not hold steady, even the cup with all the things just exchanged inside fell into the sink in front of her.

Qin Shiting leaned down behind her and held her in her arms. His chin rested between her neck. He muttered: "Don't do this, I'm fine. ”

When I heard his dull voice, I felt like my throat was about to burn. I didn't know what to do when I stood here rigidly: “But...”

“A Don Shaw, a Xiao Luno, any more?” The dull voice of a man is close to her ear, sex... The slight muteness made her feel her brain was going to be blank.

After a long day of singing, he first made sure that his booze came up, he was finally a little drunk, but obviously not all drunk. Then he realized that he was jealous and had a good time. He didn't make any money in his arms. He just turned on the faucet and washed his hands and said, “Are you jealous? ”

Qin Shiting was silent for a while, then she heard a slow voice in her ear: “… hmm. ”

“I didn't have anything to do with them. One grew up with them. One was introduced by my father. In fact, I didn't contact them on weekdays. It had nothing to do with it.” She lifted her freshly washed hands and patted him in the face with water: “Hey, isn't it cold? Are you awake? ”

The man did not speak, he just hugged her. After a moment, she suddenly felt the breath in her neck a little bit closer, a little hot, until he kissed her between her ears and then between her necks, she did not fill herself with a spiritual spirit, almost the whole person was going to be crisp.