Yokohama Miss Gojo Love Story

The man in black disappeared quickly, and Wujo Qingguang hurriedly dragged Nakahara Nakaya into the room.

After the door was closed, the smell of alcohol in the non-convective air became stronger. Wu Tiao Qingguang glanced at it casually. The room was large, and the European-style black and white decoration was quite in line with the Central Plains style of simplicity and style.

However, there was a bottle of red wine on the bar by the window, only half of it was left, and an empty bottle rolled down on the floor...

Wujo Qingguang's temples were throbbing, she was too aware of Chuya Nakahara's drinking capacity, she couldn't do it since she was a child, and she probably didn't make much progress in the past few years, but she drank like this!

"Come here." She was angry, and dragged him to the sofa like a sack, "Sit first, and I'll get you a glass of water."

"Qingguang, don't, don't go, don't leave me..."

"I told you I'm going to pour some water to wake you up!"

Wu Tiao Qing Guang pressed Zhong Yuan Zhong on the sofa, barely leaning back to sit still, but as soon as she turned around, she felt a sudden heat in the back of her head, followed by a tightening of her waist, and was dragged backwards by a strong force, she staggered and fell to the seat On the sofa.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Gojo Qingguang scolded.

But without giving her time to sit up, Zhong Yuanzhong rushed over warmly and pushed her down firmly on the sofa.

The two were about the same height, and he wasn't considered muscular, but Wujo Qingguang didn't expect that a person could become so heavy after being drunk.

She struggled twice, but she didn't push the man on her body away. If she really used her strength or fighting skills, would she hurt this drunk?

Wutiao Qingguang hesitated for a moment, Zhong Yuanzhong hugged and entangled her tightly like an octopus, and then kissed her without thinking.

The promiscuous kisses did not distinguish between eyes, eyebrows, nose and mouth, but they were extremely enthusiastic. While kissing, they also said drunken words: "Qingguang, my dear, you are the best to me! I knew that you would not abandon me and betray me !"

"Hey..." Wutiao Qingguang had to turn his head to avoid it.

This guy is really drunk, otherwise he would never treat a woman so rudely, let alone offend her so rudely.

In this way, he is almost no different from a physically and mentally fragile child.

Wutiao Qingguang didn't dare to use brute force to resist, so he could only dodge and try to coax him: "I won't leave you, Zhongye, be good, please get up first, okay? Let's talk slowly if you have anything to say? "

"Hee hee, I won't be fooled again!" Nakahara Zhong also smiled like a brazen child, "I won't let you run away, just like that shameless stinky mackerel! Qingguang, be my woman ,Right now……"

His kisses rained down on her face and body, with a hot, strong, drunken smell.

At the beginning, Wujo Qingguang's attention was still trying to get rid of and persuade him, but when he finally had nothing to do, he was drawn more and more irresistibly to the intimate contact with him.

After all, she is already 20 years old, a girl with rich emotions and unrestrained character, and he has grown up completely, possessing all the charm that a man can have, and even more intense and unscrupulous because of the addition of drunkenness at this moment.

"Zhongye, you, you..." The five Qingguang voices gradually softened, taking on a lazy nasal voice.

She wanted to wake him up, and tried to push him away with a little strength, but after Zhongyuan Zhongye's revenge-like heavy pressure, her whole body went limp.

This child is really pitiful, should I follow him a little bit?

However, he was drunk, what if he couldn't stop?

If you can't stop, you can't stop. He likes me, and I... seem to like him too... This strange feeling, you can count it as liking...

Wu Tiao Qingguang's heart fluttered, and his fingers moved. If his arms were not tightly bound by Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye, unable to move, he might have hugged him backhanded.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a pain in her chest, and she jumped up from the sofa in pain, most of the thoughts that filled her heart and mind dissipated.

Wujo Qingguang looked down, and Nakahara Chuya's hand was still there, still doing something wrong...

This, bastard!

Wujo Qingguang's entire face was flushed, and under the control of strong shame, almost without thinking, he used his strength to break away from Nakahara Chuya's arm, and punched him in the abdomen again.

"Aww!" Amid the screams, Nakahara Chuya's body flew up and landed face down on the other side of the sofa.

Wutiao Qingguang hurriedly jumped down to the ground, pulled her clothes back up, and rubbed her fists again. Just now, she shot really hard, will she hurt him?

Hehe, it deserves it!Who made him dare to mess with me!

Zhong Yuanzhong also lay on the sofa, his posture was very awkward, and he was motionless. Wu Tiaoqing returned to the air, and looked at it with worry and pity.

Forget it, don't bother with him, let him sleep for a while, and then ask about Master Hui when he wakes up.

The window of the room was half open, and the biting wind from the super high-rise was blowing in, making it a bit chilly.

Wujo Qingguang has been a good drinker since she was a child. Although she seldom gets drunk, she also knows that the most important thing for a drunk is to have a cool breeze.

She regained her composure, walked over to close the window, and planned to go to the room to get him a blanket to cover him up. When she reached the door of the bedroom, she heard another horrifying "Aw" from behind her. She turned her head suddenly, and saw Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye crazily Spit it out!

He was abducted by her to drink when he was a child, and he was drunk once, but it was the first time he had seen Wu Tiao Qingguang vomit so badly, so he stayed where he was, not daring to approach him, and forgot to run away.

Until the smell of alcohol or the sour smell of filth filled the whole room, Zhong Yuanzhong also vomited the contents of his stomach, his blushing face turned pale, and he leaned limply on the sofa, his body was dirty and he was panting Take a breather.

Wutiao Qingguang stared at him for a full minute, and only three words played in a loop in his mind: What should I do?what to do?what to do?

Finally, the pity for this child who was picked up by himself and "brought up" by himself defeated the annoyance towards him.

Wujo Qingguang decided to help him deal with it a little bit, he couldn't just stay so wet and dirty until dawn, he might get sick...

Although it's a bit inconvenient, it doesn't matter, anyway, he's so drunk now that he won't know what I did to him, so I'll just treat it like washing and peeling a piglet.

Besides, when I picked him up and came back, I stripped him naked and threw them into the pool to wash them clean. I have already seen them all. Even if he grows up, he will not see much. what parts...

Thinking of the previous scene, Wujo Qingguang couldn't help showing a funny smile on the corner of his mouth, and the warmth in his heart increased a bit.

She went into the bathroom to check it. It was not bad. There was a bathtub and a spacious shower room. There were clean towels and bathrobes in the cabinet.

This bastard is pretty good at living...

Wutiao Qingguang rolled up his sleeves, rolled up his trouser legs to his knees, and went back to the living room, picked up Zhong Yuanzhong, who was almost unconscious, and carried it into the bathroom in the posture of a princess hugging him.