Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

"Brother, you are so handsome!"

Han Yichen drove back to Luojia Bay. As soon as he stopped the car and opened the door for the girl, he heard the girl's sweet voice.

Han Yichen lowered his eyes to look at the little girl's rebellious hands, his eyes gentle and filled with silent indulgence.

This made the confused little girl even bolder, and she gently swept her bare hands from his chin along his nose to his forehead.

Han Yichen knew that the little girl was carefully tracing his eyebrows and eyes.

He did not stop her, and his originally helpless and doting eyes now showed a bit more anticipation.

He wanted to see what the little girl would do next.

Unexpectedly, he felt a tingling and soft sensation on his ears.

Han Yichen didn't dare to move for a moment. The touch of the little girl's fingers fell on his ear, like a drop of water falling on a lotus leaf, gently sliding and finally rolling into the lake. That feeling also rolled into the lake of his heart.

Yes, eighteen. He can...

Han Yichen knew that his ears must be red, and the suppressed emotions in his heart were about to burst out.

Han Yichen looked at the little girl and coaxed her softly:

"Anan, be good, let's go home."

Nan Xiang opened her eyes slightly and stared at the handsome face in front of her. Her confused mind seemed to be clear again and again. The corners of her lips curved slightly, her eyes smiled, and she said "hmm" softly.

The little girl stretched out her hands and put them around the man's neck, humming softly, "Brother."

"Ah."

The man responded in a low voice, holding the little girl in his arms and slowly walked into Luojia Bay.

The drunk girl was restless and kept moaning and making trouble on the man.

"Brother, Anan likes you."

The man paused, and stared at the little girl with his dark eyes, tenderly and affectionately.

"Ah."

"Anan likes his brother."

"Brother knows."

Han Yichen had no choice but to endure it. He didn't want to regret it and he wanted to give his Anan the best.

"Be good, Anan, go to sleep."

Han Yichen put Nan Xiang on her own bed and covered her with a quilt.

"No."

At this time, Han Yichen brought a bowl of sobering soup.

This is made by Aunt Cheng from Luojia Bay.

Han Yichen was thinking about feeding Nan Xiang some soup, but the little girl fell asleep as soon as she said "no", and slowly let go of his hand.

Very well-behaved sleeping posture, cute and peaceful.

Han Yichen looked at the hangover soup in his hand and wanted to wake up the little girl and feed her the soup with a spoon.

But when I saw the dark blue eye shadow under the little girl's thick eyelashes, I felt sad again.

The girl has been busy studying these days and doing research with her tutor, and she is exhausted.

If it wasn't her birthday, she might still be busy.

But the girl drank so much today. If she doesn’t sober up, she will have a headache tomorrow.

The man looked solemnly at the hangover soup in his hand, thought for a while, then took a big sip. Then he gently held Nan Xiang's waist with his big hand and kissed her plump lips.

The sobering soup in his mouth was also poured into Nan Xiang's mouth along with the soft and dense kiss.

After several times of feeding, he finally finished. The little girl was very well behaved. When Han Yichen fed her the soup, she did not move around. Instead, she moved a few times symbolically and drank the soup obediently.

Despite this, Han Yichen still felt a burning desire in his heart that was difficult to suppress.

Han Yichen took out a tissue and gently wiped the little girl's face while sighing.

The man's handsome eyebrows and eyes were gentle, as if he was holding a handful of clear spring water.

Never mind. I really lost to you.

After Han Yichen finished all this, he took a deep look at the little girl who was sleeping peacefully, and walked out gently.

He quietly turned off the light and closed the door.

After the man had left for a long time, the little girl who had been sleeping soundly sat up, opened her eyes quickly, and the lamp on the bedside table beside the bed lit up.

The warm yellow light illuminated the little girl's beautiful face, and her deer eyes were clear and penetrating.

How could he look drunk or confused at all?

Nan Xiang raised her hand and gently touched her lips, the corners of her lips slightly curved, and she was in a good mood.

Chunjuan in the system space was surprised for a moment when he saw that his master suddenly woke up after the male master left.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s not surprising.

Judging from the host's condition, it is true that he is drunk, and it is true that he wants to confirm the male host's feelings and wants the male host to feed him sobering soup.

It’s just that the master is very powerful and can sober up.

"Master, why didn't you just say hey hey to the male master..."

Nan Xiang: “Too fast.”

Chun Juan thought for a moment and said, "That's right. The master has just turned eighteen in this life, and she and the male master are nominally siblings. We should really take it slow."

Nan Xiang glanced at Chun Juan calmly and said, "Juan, play by yourself."

After saying that, she unilaterally blocked the white curly-haired ball again.

After doing all this, Nan Xiang glanced out the window, smelled the alcohol on herself, and frowned slightly.

But if I take a shower now, Han Yichen will definitely find out that I am pretending to sleep.

After thinking about it, Nan Xiang used a little bit of strength to cleanse her body, making sure that it would not affect the operation of the small world.

Then she turned off the bedside lamp and fell into a deep sleep.

This time I really fell asleep.

On the other side, in a spacious and elegant room, a man stood on the balcony, his hands gently resting, his dark eyes looking towards the bright moon in the distance.

It seems quiet and peaceful, but my heart cannot calm down.

Thinking of the little girl's sweet voice, beautiful face, and plump lips, Han Yichen felt that the calm lake of his heart was stirred by the flying flowers that quietly intruded, and ripples appeared.

I didn’t feel so confused when I heard the word “brother” before, but today, my heart is very confused and beating very fast.

The man sighed softly.

The moonlight is bright and clear, shining on the sleepless person leaning against the window, what is the meaning of love?