Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qingjue's lips were gently pressed.

He glanced casually, and then saw his second brother, who was already lying crooked on the sofa, but still holding a glass of wine in his hand and taking two sips from time to time.

"Don't drink it." Shi Qingjue reached out and grabbed his glass.

He looked at Shi Qing'an flushed, and frowned without a trace, "Shi Qing'an, you are drunk."

"How is it possible!" Shi Qingan jumped up immediately.

He tried to open his eyes wide, and he seemed so sober, and even straightened his back, "I'm not drunk! I can still drink!"

The blue veins on Shi Qingjue's forehead violently jumped down.

He raised his eyes and motioned to Bai Jingchen, who immediately took away all the bottles and glasses, and Lan Chu followed to help.

Shi Qingjue directly reached out and picked up Shi Qingan's collar, "Get me back to your room to sleep, no more drinks."

"Oh, don't..." Shi Qing'an struggled twice.

However, Shi Qingjue was still more sober than him in the end. Erhan couldn't beat him normally, and now he has no power to restrain him.

Shi Qingjue's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced back at Nan Xiyue, whose eyes were on the sofa, "Take care of Miss Lan and send this woman back to her room."

After she wakes up tomorrow, Shi Qinglan knows that her sisters are drunk and no one takes care of them.

"Oh oh good." Lan Chu nodded twice in a daze.

Shi Qingjue carried Shi Qingan and went upstairs, dragging and carrying him again. I really want to throw him downstairs directly!

After Lan Chu received the bottle, he walked back to the sofa and gently pushed Nan Xiyue twice, "Sister Xiyue, how are you?"

"Um..." Nan Xiyue pursed her red lips gently.

She rolled over lazily and charmingly, and gently lifted her eyelids indifferently, "Shi Qing'an gave up?"

"Uh..." Lan Chu didn't know how to answer for a while.

Nan Xiyue took a glimpse and saw that Shi Qingjue and Shi Qing'an had both returned to the house, so she stretched lazily, and then slowly got up on the sofa, "Then I will go back to sleep."

"Can you?" Lan Chu raised his eyes and looked at her.

She stretched out her hand to hold Nan Xiyue's arm, but after all she was not very familiar with her, "Do you need me to send you back..."

"No." Nan Xiyue's red lips curled slightly.

When she looked back at Lan Chu, she smiled like a flower, probably because of her drunkenness. The corners of the woman's eyes were still glowing with a faint red color, and she looked even more charming, "I can."

With that, she stepped upstairs.

Nan Xiyue slowly walked up with the handrails of the stairs. The stamina of this bottle of wine was indeed a bit big, making her feel a little dazed with dizziness, and even a little ghost appeared in front of her eyes.

On the second floor, she staggered against the wall.

The woman wore a fiery red dress, her white legs faintly dangling between the skirts, she took off her high heels and bare her feet, her slightly squinted eyes were still filled with drunkenness...

But suddenly, she accidentally stepped on the skirt of the floor!

The whole person's center of gravity was suddenly unstable, Nan Xiyue jumped forward unexpectedly, "Oh -"

She couldn't help closing her eyes and exclaiming for pain.

But for a long time, she didn't notice any pain, which made her frown with some doubts, stretched out her hand and touched it twice.

It wasn't a cold tile floor or a soft carpet. It felt hot and hard, and seemed to have a very special elasticity, which made her touch it twice more.

"Have you touched enough?"

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

Nan Xiyue's hand suddenly stopped, she raised her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a handsome and cold face.

However, that handsome face gradually appeared in front of her eyes, and the two faces with very similar facial features gradually overlapped, and it seemed that the sharp eyebrows became softer.

"Huh? Male god?" Nan Xiyue blinked her beautiful eyes.

She stood up from Shi Qingjue's arms and cupped his face in both hands, "Didn't you already go back to the bedroom?"

Shi Qingjue grabbed his chin and glanced at the hands holding his face. There was obviously a flash of disgust between his eyebrows, causing him to frown tightly, "I am not your male god, let go."

"How could it not be!" Nan Xiyue opened her eyes wide.

She presumptuously touched Shi Qingjue's face, traced his eyebrows down, and touched his nose reluctantly, her fingertips finally staying on his lips, "You are!"

"Look at this mouth-watering face value, you can only feel it in a dream..." Nan Xiyue squinted her eyes.

She indeed thought she was dreaming at the moment.

After all, it’s rare to see the top-little brother who was enshrined in the altar, let alone touch it, and only in a dream can she begin to crook the entertainment love story between herself and the male god...

"Male god." Nan Xiyue raised her face and looked at him.

Her delicate body was thrown into the man's arms, and her fingertips even circled his chest, "I love you so much! People...I have loved you for years!"

Shi Qingjue has never had such close contact with a woman.

Even with my sister, I have never done such an intimate action, the whole person is in a state of rejection...

But Nan Xiyue's body was lingering with sweet fragrance.

Different from the light scent of cherry blossoms on my sister, the rose scent on this woman is charming and flamboyant, mixed with alcohol to stimulate the brain, and it makes people feel that it is still a bit on the top.

"Let go." Shi Qingjue looked at her with a cold expression.

Nan Xiyue put her arms around his neck and even put her face on the man's chest, "No, I want to sleep with my brother tonight."

Hearing this, Shi Qingjue's eyes jumped down fiercely.

He frowned and lowered his eyes to look at the woman, reaching out and trying to pull her away, but this **** woman was very tight...

"Nan Xiyue." Shi Qingjue's voice was heavy and angry.

The woman's lazy and charming voice sounded, and there seemed to be a slight smile in her voice, "So the male **** still remembers my name."

"You..." Shi Qingjue gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

He squinted at the appearance of Nan Xiyue clinging to her, and simply bent over and hugged her legs, carried her on his shoulders, and then walked towards his room with a stride.

Nan Xiyue suddenly felt the sky turn around.

Immediately afterwards, her head was facing down, and her soft body was folded on the man's shoulders, making her head more dizzy.

"Male... male god, you let me down." The woman's charming voice sounded, and she gently clenched her fist and beat Shi Qingjue's back.

However, her body was so soft that she beat him like a Gu Sha, and it didn't cause any effect, so she rubbed his shoulder dishonestly and struggled twice.

"Don't move." Shi Qingjue's voice was extremely deep.

It sounded like he was already a little impatient.