818 The president next door and his cat

Su Jingyue hooked Wen Qibai's chin like this, pulled Wen Qibai close to him without much effort, and then kissed him.

The drunken Wen Qibai cooperated unexpectedly, and the feeling of his lips and teeth touching made Su Jingyue's brain explode.

Wen Qibai leaned against the car, was held down by Su Jingyue, and he pried open his teeth and hooked his tongue. Su Jingyue kissed him gently, leading Wen Qibai to respond to him bit by bit.

Wen Qibai kissed for a while, feeling bored, stretched out his hand and pushed Su Jingyue's chest aside, wiped his mouth and continued to look up at the sky.

"Uncomfortable?" Su Jingyue took Wen Qibai's hand and pulled Wen Qibai towards him, thinking that Wen Qibai looked cute like this.

Wen Qibai remained silent, and those green pupils drifted away again.

Qin Zhishu dragged Ning Fan downstairs and saw Su Jingyue's Wannian poker face smiling like it was about to bloom, so he simply put Ning Fan on the ground, lit a cigarette, and squatted aside to watch the fun.

Wen Qibai's eyes circled around, and then turned to Qin Zhishu who was watching the excitement, and stared blankly.

Qin Zhishu's heart was flustered when he was looked at. He was quite happy for Wen Qibai to see him like this. After all, he was born with pity and tenderness, but Wen Qibai stared at him and gave Su Jingyue's murderous gaze. He couldn't stand it.

Just when Qin Zhishu was about to drag Ning Fan away, Wen Qibai staggered over and pinched the nose of Ning Fan who was lying dead on the ground.

Qin Zhishu: "..."

Ning Fan turned over on the ground, and Wen Qibai followed him persistently to pinch his nose.

"Jing Yue, how are you used to it, teach me." Qin Zhishu had never seen Su Jingyue like this, and had heard a thing or two from Zhang Qi and the others, so he was naturally curious.

Su Jingyue gave Qin Zhishu a sideways glance, and reached out to pick Wen Qibai up from the ground, "Are you used to it?"

Qin Zhishu: You actually look down on us single dogs, we single dogs are free and easy, my young master has been suave for so many years, do you want to laugh like a fool when you have a wife like you?

Qin Zhishu is full of slander but can't say a word, Su Jingyue, you are so good, if you have a wife, you will lose your brother, and when I find a wife, who cares to play with you.

After Wen Qibai was picked up by Su Jingyue, he curled up in a comfortable position in his arms, making Qin Zhishu jealous, his teeth itching.

"Remember to hand over Ning Fan to the housekeeper, otherwise he won't be cured." Su Jingyue told Qin Zhishu again

Qin Zhishu pinched Ning Fan's face, also quite curious, "You said you're fine, so why bother with your cousin, let him be the director."

Su Jingyue ignored Qin Zhishu, put Wen Qibai on the co-pilot to fasten his seat belt, and pinched his cheek again.

Wen Qibai felt sleepy as soon as he sat down, his eyelashes fluttered twice, and Su Jingyue's smiling side face was still reflected in his eyes, and he just closed them slowly.

Su Jingyue withdrew his hand helplessly, and felt that he would be at a disadvantage if he didn't do anything, so he simply bent down to kiss Wen Qibai again, touching while kissing.

Qin Zhishu didn't even look at it, and dragged Ning Fan to his car, muttering, "Ning Fan, your cousin let you die and you have to die, I am a good single nobleman in his eyes Li turned into a single dog."

"Wives are like clothes, brothers are like trash."

By the time Qin Zhishu threw Ning Fan into his car, Su Jingyue had already disappeared.

A darkness enveloped the land.

When Su Jingyue parked the car in front of his house, Wen Qibai had fallen asleep long ago, didn't even move, closed his eyes obediently, and put his hands neatly.

Su Jingyue felt that it was Liu Xiahui if he didn't do anything in this situation, so he hugged and kissed him for a long time while unfastening his seat belt.

"Wake up, drink some water." After putting Wen Qibai on the bed, Su Jingyue pinched his cheek and called him.

Wen Qibai frowned, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes opened slightly, and he looked at Su Jingyue displeased.

"How much is this?" Su Jingyue stretched out a finger for comparison, and asked again.

Wen Qibai didn't bother to talk to him.

"Do you want to drink?" Su Jingyue pinched Wen Qibai's nose, "Little guy, don't you listen to Master's words?"

Wen Qibai was stunned for a long time, and then raised his hand to pinch Su Jingyue's cheek with great interest, pinching, pulling, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing.

Su Jingyue wasn't angry either, and let him pinch him, but a good temper also has a price, Wen Qibai pinches him once, and he takes off Wen Qibai's clothes, it's just right, you pinch as you like, as long as the clothes are big enough for me to take off.

Not long after, Su Jingyue almost stripped Wen Qi for nothing.

"Shouldn't you take a bath?" Su Jingyue asked him.

It was strange that Wen Qibai could respond to him, he was wrapped up in the quilt so that he was going to sleep like a silkworm chrysalis.

Su Jingyue couldn't laugh or cry, stripped Wen Qibai out of the quilt, put on pajamas on him, tucked the quilt back up, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

By the time he came back from the shower and put on his nightgown, Wen Qibai had rolled himself under the bed again.

Su Jingyue finally felt that long-lost sense of helplessness again.

After dragging Wen Qibai back to the bed and locking him in his arms, Su Jingyue heaved a sigh of relief.

Wen Qibai, who was carried into Su Jingyue's arms, was very self-conscious. He curled up in his arms obediently, with his cheek pressed against his bare chest.

Skin to skin, flesh to flesh feels like the most seductive aphrodisiac, Su Jingyue's eyes are deep, this little guy really doesn't defend himself at all, but he can't do anything, if this trust is broken , it is estimated that he will never be able to build it back.

Of course, you can't eat, but you can touch it, but this time Su Jingyue behaved abnormally, he didn't move at all, not because he didn't want to move, but because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stop once he started, and he didn't have any confidence in his self-control. .

Su Jingyue's life here is like hell. Wen Qibai is different. He fell asleep unconsciously. He felt that Su Jingyue's nightgown was in the way, and he couldn't take it off after pulling for a long time. Then he opened his eyes and shifted his gaze to Su Jingyue.

Su Jingyue: "..."

Su Jingyue said that he would be naked after taking off his nightgown, and he really couldn't take it off.

Seeing that Su Jingyue didn't cooperate, Wen Qibai was even more unhappy after tugging and tugging for a long time. He reached out his hand from under the quilt and tugged at his cheek.

"Okay, good boy, go to sleep and stop making trouble, okay?" Su Jingyue is well aware of the stamina and side effects of hallucinations, a glass can knock down countless people, not to mention that Wen Qibai and Ning Fan blew most of the bottle. Waking up is even worse.

Wen Qibai stared at Su Jingyue for a while longer, those eyes were so serious that Su Jingyue almost reacted.

"Su Jingyue." Wen Qibai opened his mouth suddenly, maybe because he was drunk, Su Jingyue always felt that his voice was seductive.

"En?" Su Jingyue pulled up Wen Qibai's pajamas to cover his exposed waist, and he must not reveal too much, Su Jingyue was afraid that he would not be able to control it.

"Scumbag." Wen Qibai stared at Su Jingyue word by word and spoke.

Second Monk Su Jingyue was puzzled, how did he feel like a white scumbag to Wen Qi?Ever since he met Wen Qibai, he has guarded himself like a jade, how could he be a scumbag?

"Where is my scum?" Su Jingyue stopped thinking about eating tofu, and asked Wen Qibai what kind of scum he was.

Wen Qibai didn't say a word, but retreated into the bed and lay down in Su Jingyue's arms, closing his eyes.

This time it was Su Jingyue's turn to be unable to sleep all night, and after much deliberation, he couldn't think of the reason, and couldn't figure out why he left Wen Qibai with the impression of a scumbag.

In short, nothing happened overnight.

Early the next morning, the biological clock woke Wen Qibai up on time.

The headache was severe, the first feeling was pain, and then I felt a little weird.

There seemed to be something wrong down there, Wen Qibai hadn't noticed it carefully yet.

Seeing Su Jingyue move his legs seemingly calmly, a feeling that is extremely familiar to men came from underneath him, and Wen Qibai let out a low "Hmm" in an instant, and fell back on Su Jingyue as soon as his legs softened.

He was actually in Su Jingyue's arms, and his one was still on Su Jingyue's thigh. He tried to get up with his hands and feet, but Su Jingyue stretched out his arms and turned over and pressed him down.

Wen Qibai's physical reaction was made comfortable by Su Jingyue, but he still has the most basic morals, although he didn't know last night...

last night? !

When Wen Qibai thought about what happened last night, he got a headache, and he forgot everything when he got the headache, and even the physiological reaction of getting up in the morning softened.

"It hurts?" Su Jingyue didn't pretend to be asleep anymore, the hallucinations were really strong, even that kind of reaction was gone, and Wen Qibai probably felt bad too.

"Yeah." It was the first time Wen Qibai had seen such a powerful wine, and after drinking it, he didn't know anything, his head hurt like it was about to explode when he woke up, and he didn't know where Ning Fan got this wine.

Su Jingyue stretched out his hand to lift Wen Qibai up, and went to rub his temples for him.

Su Jingyue's pressure was just right, Wen Qibai squinted his eyes, and felt drowsy after being rubbed by him, he shook his head for a long time before remembering the celebration banquet last night.

"Where's Ning Fan?" The wine he drank with Ning Fan was put down at the same time, Su Jingyue brought him back, so where did Ning Fan go?

"I'm looking for someone to take him home." Su Jingyue touched Wen Qibai's forehead, "It's you, why are you messing around with him when you have nothing to do?"

Wen Qibai hung his head and said nothing, suffering from a headache.

Su Jingyue was amused on the one hand, but also distressed on the other. The aftermath of hallucinations is not just talking.

"Does it still hurt?" Su Jingyue asked.

Wen Qibai nodded dejectedly.