Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Pei Qiqi brought it over, took a small sip, and took a big sip.

Pei Huan looked at her expression and smiled, "I still haven't forgotten it."

Pei Qiqi drank all the wine in the glass... Pei Huan poured another glass for her.

Until half a bottle of foreign wine reached Pei Qiqi’s stomach, Pei Huan looked at it, and then laughed...

She felt more comfortable, and Pei Qiqi was not happy.

Pei Huan called and asked Xiao Mei to book a room at the hotel, and then came together to send Pei Qiqi there.

Because Pei Qiqi was as drunk as a pig, he didn't say where to live.

Pei Huan and Xiao Mei dragged her towards the nearest four-star hotel, Pei Huan regretted it very much—

Why do you want to get drunk?

When he arrived at the hotel room and dropped Pei Qiqi, Pei Huan could not bear to leave.

As she walked, she pulled her hair and complained to Xiao Mei, "I should have thrown her in the bar! What a good person."

Xiao Mei smiled on the side, "Then let's drag it back."

Pei Huan paused and thought for a while, "Forget it, she is as heavy as a pig!"

Xiao Mei smiled, but Pei Huan was actually not as cruel as she herself said.

They left, but forgot to close the door...

In the suite, Pei Qiqi was lying on his stomach. The sweater had been thrown aside. There was only a white T and jeans on his body. The top was rolled up to the waist, revealing a small waist, white and slender.

Pei Qiqi turned over in a bit uncomfortable manner, her star eyes were slightly closed, her ruddy mouth was slightly open, and she exhaled a moving breath.

The indoor lights dimmed.

She didn't realize it... just panting uncomfortably, she didn't know how moving she was in the moonlight.

Tang Yu breathed out with difficulty, he slowly knelt beside her body, his hands gently pressed her hands, raising...

Pei Qiqi opened his eyes and stared at the man above.

Is it a man? !

Where is she? Her head was dizzy and her limbs were weak. She wanted to vomit, but she couldn’t vomit it out. Hungarian’s mouth was a little stuffy...

The man's breath on her body is very familiar, so familiar that she wants to cry.

She closed her eyes, stretched out her fingers, and slowly followed his eyebrows and eyes to her lips... and gently stroked.

Then Pei Qiqi chuckled, "You look like my husband."

Tang Yu's body shook, and he could be sure that she was drunk, otherwise he would not venture to approach her.

But when she said this, his heart was sour and numb...

Qiqi... Didn't you forget me in your heart?

Then all the happiness is just appearance?

Her little hand squeezed his hand away, and turned to hug his neck. The little mouth gnawed his chin, gnawing awkwardly, in a vague voice, "Do you want me?"

Tang Yu's body was completely stiff...He wanted to kiss her, but he never thought of having a relationship with her.

No, he wanted to have a relationship with her madly, but he didn’t know that he hadn’t had **** for more than a year, he was rusty, could he give her happiness——

Especially when she is a little drunk.

Also, after she woke up, would she think it was him?

Tang Yutian was fighting, but the little guy's little hand had desperately pulled his belt, and covered her ears with a touch of drunkenness. His voice was sultry, "Will you be my brother tonight?"

brother?

Tang Yu's black eyes became deeper, and he kissed her lips uncontrollably, and at the same time clasped her messy little hands and pinned them to both sides of the body...

The night was deep, his eyes were burning with flames, locking the fire under him.