seek her

Jiya smiled happily, she seemed to deliberately get Jingshu drunk, and chose a high-quality sake.

Jing Shu hasn't touched alcohol for many years, and she can't do it after only two glasses. She propped her face dizzily, waved her hands, and murmured, "I can't...I can't...I can't..."

She really can't drink, and she doesn't know how to drink, so she can't tell whether the alcohol is high or not. According to her previous drinking capacity, two glasses are just right, but today, just after two glasses, she surrendered and surrendered, dizzy. She was dying, her whole body was hot, she propped her face, and swipe towards the void twice, "Ding Dong..."

Ding Dong was lying on the side playing Xiao Xiao Le on Jing Shu's mobile phone, so she didn't have time to talk to her.

Ji Ya shook her, Jing Shu's whole body was limp and weak, Ji Ya frowned at Song Si Pu, "It's done, hahaha, uncle, I've done this well, right? Two cups help you put her down! I almost want to Drugged her!"

"I didn't mean that." Song Sipu took the suit jacket and walked out, ungrateful, "Let's go."

"Hey! Hey! Why are you like this! Isn't that what you mean when you call me back from the United States to help you organize a dinner?" Jiya yelled at him, "I might be wrong! Don't put Someone threw it to me! How can I send her back! I don't even know where she lives!"

Ji Ya hurriedly picked up the drunken Jing Shu and ran out, waving to Ding Dong while running, "Little guy! Hi! Follow up, go back!"

Jiya helped Jingshu staggered out of the restaurant, and ran towards Song Sipu's car on the side of the road, but couldn't catch up with Song Sipu, Jiya hurriedly said, "Little friend, go and stop that uncle's car! Don't let him He drove off!"

"Stop my dad's car?" Tinker Bell asked.

"Yes, yes, let's go."

Ding Dong ran towards the black vehicle on the side of the road like a gust of wind, grabbed the door handle with her small hand, and shouted: "Mom, come here quickly, Daddy is going back."

Ji Ya quickly pushed Jing Shu into the co-pilot, "Uncle! You are so unkind! You are disgusting like this! You haven't changed at all! You used to be like this, and you are still like this now! You always have a bad face , which woman would like it!"

"Behind." Song Sipu said.

Jiya stared, "Do you know how much she weighs? What do you think about asking me to change her from the passenger seat to the back seat? Do you know how to be sympathetic? I'm still a girl! You make me do heavy work! Yourself You won’t carry her in the back! She’s drunk and needs someone to take care of her, but when you put her in the back row and brake suddenly, she falls under the seat! There’s a child in the back, do you understand?”

Ji Ya slammed the door hard, and she looked at Jing Shu through the car window, although she had already heard about the relationship between Jing Shu and Song Si Pu, and also heard from her mother that this woman framed Song Si Pu and went to prison. Afterwards, she cut off contact with Jingshu. Over the years, Jingshu occasionally called her and sent messages to ask her questions, but Jiya didn't reply. She couldn't accept the fact that Jingshu framed her uncle and went to jail.

"Uncle." Jiya whispered, "She's not that bad, isn't she as vicious as my mother said, I don't know what you want to do to her, but you... almost got it... don't really hurt her, I feel……"

Before Jiya could finish speaking, the car window was slowly raised, blocking Jiya's voice from the window.

Jiya knocked on the window angrily, "Uncle! You are so annoying! Can someone finish the sentence! I will go to the bar with my friends! I will return in the early morning! I will stay at your place at night! Remember to leave the door open for me!"

Song Sipu blocked Ji Ya's voice, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Jin Yi rushing towards the restaurant. He drove the car onto the flowing road, his cell phone rang, and he answered a call. He laughed and hung up the phone without saying a word. The car was surprisingly quiet. He glanced at the rearview mirror, and found that Ding Dong was lying leisurely in the back seat, playing games with Jingshu mobile phone, "Dad , I am so happy that you can be with me and mother."

Song Sipu was speechless, and in the middle of the traffic jam, he lit a cigarette and looked at the faintly flickering lights outside the window in silence.

"Ouch..." Jing Shu suddenly retched.

"Don't throw up in the car!" Song Sipu suddenly turned his head to look at Jing Shu, who was pussy on his waist and wanted to vomit wave after wave.

Song Sipu quickly opened the car door, detoured the co-pilot and carried Jing Shu out of the car, just stepped out of his car, Jing Shu helped him to vomit out of control, Song Sipu couldn't dodge in time, Jing Shu bent down and took a mouthful Spit on his pants.

Song Sipu frowned deeply.

"I'm sorry..." Jing Shu seemed to be still a little conscious, she stretched out her hand softly to help him wipe.

As soon as Song Sipu grasped her wrist, Jing Shu lay limply on his chest in a daze, Song Sipu frowned and looked at her flushed face, and when she was about to vomit, he threw her back into the car again, his face was slightly pale. Yu, sitting in the driver's seat and wiping his pants.

"Water..." Jing Shu murmured.

Song Sipu took out a bottle of mineral water from the storage box and handed it to her without looking up.

There were double shadows in front of Jing Shu's eyes. She staggered and leaned forward, suddenly her center of gravity became unstable, and she rushed towards the steering wheel.

Song Sipu caught her as soon as Jing Shu bumped into his chest, lying in his arms, she panted a little, her face was flushed, her mouth was dry, she licked her lips, her eyes were blurred .

The long hair is entwined between Song Sipu's fingers, and the soft and hot body is tightly pressed against his chest. Jing Shu is wearing a bohemian dress today, and the dress is half-up at the moment, revealing her slender thighs like jade, and the messy and low neckline There are faintly visible rolling hills.

Song Sipu narrowed his eyes slightly, his unfathomable gaze fell on her nude lips, tossing and turning.

Jing Shu smiled stupidly, stretched out his hand to poke his chest, and said with his tongue out, "What kind of bad idea are you planning...everytime...every time you come to me...for reconciliation, just...just to plot against me When... this time... are you going to plot against me again?"

Jing Shu propped up softly, and leaned forward, "Every time... every time you keep quiet, you are going to do something bad... What are you trying to do... ah..."

Song Sipu's eyes were slightly deep, he raised his eyebrows and leaned back, Jingshu softly crawled forward two steps in his arms, his knees inadvertently pressed against his legs, Song Sipu held her down in time legs, to stop her reckless and dangerous behavior.

She lay in his arms and looked up at his handsome face. Perhaps it was an allergic reaction. She had a high fever all over her body. She was panting slightly, and her breath was filled with the fragrance of flowers. Her clothes were scanty, and her pink lace underwear could be seen vaguely. ……real……"

Song Sipu slightly lowered his eyes to look at her peachy face, his expression gradually became cynical and ambiguous, he held a cigarette in his hand on the window frame, and still swallowed a puff of smoke, he stared at Jing Shu's lively After looking at the fragrant face for a long time, he suddenly curled his lips, and slowly blew the smoke towards Jing Shu's face.

Jing Shu was choked and coughed again and again.

"Father, what's wrong with my mother?" Tinker Bell stared fixedly at this scene.

"It's okay." Song Sipu stretched out his hand and pushed Jingshu back to the co-pilot, and leaned forward to fasten her seat belt, almost binding her to the seat. He sat back in the driver's seat and said to Dingdong without turning his head, "Sit back."