Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

This soft voice was very weak.

But because it was too quiet this night.

Apart from the occasional barking of dogs in the distance, there was no other sound, and this one seemed particularly harsh.

In addition, the voice sounded almost right next to Zhang Xing's ear, which really startled Zhang Xing.

"Brother Xing!"

Zhang Xing turned his head and met He Yuyu, who was tilting his head and looking at him with a smile.

Because he needed to free up one hand to open the door, Zhang Xing was holding He Yuyu with one hand at this time.

And in order to prevent He Yuyu from falling to the ground, Zhang Xing deliberately stretched out his hand from her armpit and put his hand on her waist.

He Yuyu's body was hugged by Zhang Xing, close to Zhang Xing's body, and his head rested on Zhang Xing's shoulder.

I don't know when, He Yuyu raised his head and put it next to Zhang Xing's cheek.

Feeling the hot breath of He Yuyu's breath brushing against his face, Zhang Xing carried He Yuyu into the house and closed the door with his backhand.

However, this was the first time Zhang Xing came to He Yuyu's room, and he really didn't understand the layout of this room.

Zhang Xing stretched out his hand and groped along the wall to see if there was a cord for the light.

But after groping for a while, Zhang Xing couldn't even touch it.

However, he felt that He Yuyu, who was held in his arms, seemed to be groping randomly on his body.

"Rain, don't make trouble."

Zhang Xing didn't know whether He Yuyu was awake now or still drunk, calling her name softly.

"Snapped--"

Under He Yuyu's constant harassment, Zhang Xing finally touched a rope and pulled it, and a weak light bulb lit up in the room.

As the dim lights turned on, Zhang Xing was finally able to see He Yuyu's face.

He Yuyu's eyes were blurred, his head resting on Zhang Xing's shoulder, and his arms hugging Zhang Xing's body.

Zhang Xing hugged He Yuyu with both hands and turned to observe the layout of the room.

In fact, He Yuyu's house is not very big, and it doesn't have a lot of furniture.

In addition to a bed, there was only a small table, two chairs, and several cabinets stacked in the corner. I don't know what was inside.

It can be seen that He Yuyu's life is actually very simple, and can even be described as simple.

"Good boy Yuyu, stop touching me, let's go to bed and sleep."

Seeing He Yuyu's hands still touching her body, Zhang Xing coaxed He Yuyu while holding her with both hands and walked towards the bed.

Finally, Zhang Xing placed He Yuyu, who was thrashing around with her hands and feet, on the bed, unfolded the quilt next to her and covered her with it.

Zhang Xing looked at He Yuyu huddled in bed, picked up the kettle next to him, found another cup, poured her a cup of hot water and put it on the bedside.

"Yu Yu, you stay in bed quietly for now. I'll go get your sister Huairu over here."

After saying that, Zhang Xing turned and left.

But what he didn't know was that just when he turned around, a hand suddenly stretched out from He Yuyu's bed, trying to grab him and prevent him from leaving.

When He Yuyu heard that there was no movement in the room, he quietly opened his eyes and saw that Zhang Xing was no longer in the room.

She pouted and retracted the little hand that had just stretched out the quilt.

I originally thought of holding Zhang Xing back and telling him not to leave so fast, but who knew this guy could move so fast!

He Yuyu lay on the bed, took a pillow and hugged it in his arms, looking eagerly in the direction of the door.

She knew that in a short while, Zhang Xing would open the door and come in again.

Zhang Xing continued to slander him, but it wasn't that he didn't have a flashlight.

But in this case, holding a flashlight is no different from holding a sun.

What he has to do is try not to attract other people's attention as much as possible.

"Squeak-"

Zhang Xing opened his door.

He saw Qin Huairu still lying on the bed in the back room, motionless.

But when Zhang Xing walked over, he always felt that something was wrong.

Qin Huairu was motionless on the bed, but Zhang Xing always felt that there was something different about her posture.

However, Zhang Xing didn't take it to heart. After all, he fell asleep after being drunk. Shouldn't he be allowed to change positions when he is tired from lying in the same position?

Except for the different posture, Zhang Xing suddenly discovered that Qin Huairu's clothes were also a little different from before.

Originally, there were not so many buttons opened. When he was drinking, including when he was playing games on the bed, Zhang Xing clearly remembered that Qin Huairu's top buttons were all buttoned.

Why did this button open so much in just such a short time!

Zhang Xing leaned over and wondered, it's not hot today either. As for whether he could unbutton his clothes while sleeping.

Zhang Xing reached Qin Huairu's side and stretched out his hand, wanting to help Qin Huairu button up her clothes first. After all, if he held her for a while and left the buttons unbuttoned, wouldn't it be completely uncovered?

Just when Zhang Xing's hand touched the first button, two hands suddenly grabbed Zhang Xing's hand, and then stuffed it into the white tenderness.

"Huairu!"

Zhang Xing whispered Qin Huairu's name.

He wanted to pull his hand back, but no matter how hard he tried, Qin Huairu still held his hand tightly with both hands.

In desperation, Zhang Xing had to give up the struggle and let Qin Huairu hold his hand, feeling the soft touch on her hand.

"Brother Xing!"

Qin Huairu opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Xing eagerly.

"Huairu, when did you wake up?"

Zhang Xing looked at Qin Huairu and recalled how Qin Huairu was lying on the bed after playing the game.

From beginning to end, Zhang Xing didn't notice Qin Huairu waking up, so he asked with some confusion.

"I……"

Qin Huairu felt a little embarrassed when she heard Zhang Xing ask this question.

Qin Huairu was seen holding Zhang Xing's arm tightly, letting his hands continue to explore deeply inside.

Then after several struggles, Qin Huairu shyly spoke.

"I don't know why, but I can't seem to get drunk when I drink..."

After saying that, Qin Huairu blushed and lowered her head, as if she wanted to bury her head under Zhang Xing's arm.

After listening to Qin Huairu's words, Zhang Xing realized how stupid he was.

It turned out that Qin Huairu, who was lying on the bed just now, was motionless, not because she was asleep, but because she was pretending to sleep.

"You-"

"What is this for?"

Zhang Xing touched Qin Huairu's head with his other hand.

Hearing the blame in Zhang Xing's tone, Qin Huairu slowly let go of Zhang Xing's hand in shame.

"Brother Xing, will you look down on me?"

After saying that, Qin Huairu began to sob quietly.