Ordinary Xinxian years

Ping Ping worked in the kitchen all afternoon, and almost made a table full of Chinese people. Xin Xian'er was tired of serving dishes back and forth, and hurriedly persuaded: "Why are you cooking so many dishes? There are only two of us, and we can't finish it." .”

Ping Fan glanced sideways, and with a bit of self-will, said: "Today is the first day of our moving, so of course we have to make some good food to show our condolences."

Xin Xian'er was a little helpless, and said: "But we really can't finish eating, there is almost no room for this table."

Pingfan shook the pot and said: "This is the last dish, so it's gone." After finishing speaking, he skillfully poured the dish into a plate, decorated it, and brought it to the table.

She ordered some dishes on the table, two meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, two dry pot dishes and two cold dishes were just eight dishes, and one Pingqiao tofu soup was one soup. Then she looked at Xin Xian'er over there with a sly smile, and said, "How about that?" One thing is missing."

Xin Xian'er said: "What else is missing?" She couldn't stand it anymore.

Pingfan took out a bottle of Erguotou from the trolley, and said with a charming smile, "There's another bottle of it!"

"Fuck! When did you buy it?" Xin Xian'er said in surprise, she had never seen it from the beginning to the end.

"Surprise for you! Do you want to drink? Today I can risk my life to accompany Junzi!" Pingfan laughed.

Xin Xian'er swallowed, God knows she's not made for drinking at all, she doesn't know what she would do when she's drunk, but looking at Pingfan's expectant eyes, she couldn't say no, I had no choice but to nod stiffly, as a response.

Pingfan smiled smugly, is there anyone who knows Xin Xianer's wine better than her?At that time, it was just a few bottles of beer that could hook her like that, but now, if she drinks a bottle of white wine, she won't be surprised.

Sure enough, with just a few glasses of white wine, Xin Xian'er was dizzy and couldn't bear it anymore, and her mouth began to grow bigger. She chatted with Xin Xianer, and said that she hated Zhang Sheng the most in "The West Chamber". She wants to marry the White Horse General; after a while, she said that in "The Peony Pavilion" she hates Liu Mengmei the most, and she likes the old man who teaches the most, and she can't wait to become a little swallow to tease him severely; Smaller men and older men are the cutest, and they suddenly jump on women, saying that younger girls are more attractive, and more mature women are more attractive~ People... At first, ordinary people can still catch up , the more she talked, the more disorganized and illogical she became, Pingfan could only listen and laugh while pouring wine for her.

Is Xin Xian'er drunk after all? She hugged Pingfan and did not let go. Pingfan was embraced by her, her heart was pounding, her face was flushed abnormally, and her hands tremblingly untied. Seeing Xin Xian'er taking off the skirt with a little struggle and impatience, Pingfan felt a wave of secret emotion in his heart.

Xin Xian'er took off her shirt, and when she looked at Pingfan again, she seemed to be a different person. If you use the most vulgar romance novel to describe her temperament, there will only be one word left in Pingfan's mind—— —Evil charm.

Xin Xian'er didn't care what Fanfan was thinking in a daze, at this moment, she was extremely sober, as if she had never drunk, her tongue licked around Fanfan's ears, almost making Fanfan She couldn't accept it, so she had to call a few times.

Xin Xian'er laughed and kept on, and her hands gradually came up, pulling on the ordinary chain, the voice of "Lala~" was amplified in the dark night, ordinary nerves were stimulated and tense, and the sensory organs became tense. She was extremely sensitive, those hands slowly squeezed in, and gently stroked the ordinary skin, as if touching some kind of artwork, the ordinary body trembled, the corners of the eyes were red, when she felt that she couldn't take it anymore, her ears But there was her low laugh: "Please, please..."

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