Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 322 Missy Can Have Any Bad Ideas (38)

A pair of callused big palms covered her lips.

The words that Bei'er wanted to say were blocked in her throat, she raised her eyelids, and blinked her big eyes that were as bright as stars.

Why cover her mouth?

What is he doing?

But she didn't know that at this moment, Di Chengting seemed to be in a world of ice and fire.

On the palms of those big hands are her somewhat moist and plump lips, and they are quite... soft...

Di Chengting's eyes were also slightly surprised. At that moment just now, for some reason, he didn't want to hear her speak, but just looked at her quietly.

And his hands worked faster than his brain, when he regained consciousness again.

Those big palms had already covered her soft lips, and the feeling between the tentacles was still a little moist.

For an instant.

The heart that was a little depressed just now after meeting her mother was actually soothed.

In those pupils that are as bright as stars, there is a little him inside.

"Your eyes are so beautiful, and there is a handsome me inside." He lightly brushed her eyes with his fingertips, and his melodious and deep voice drifted away in this somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, which seemed to be There is no smell of alcohol, making Bei'er a little drunk.

Because after brushing her fingertips, she unconsciously blinked her big eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings.

Is he talking about love?

So flirty, what should I do?
I can't hold it anymore~
Bei'er, who was trying to regain his sanity, said in a loud voice, "Well, thank you for the compliment, has Marshal Di been drinking?"

She felt more and more that this cold and domineering Marshal Di was really drunk.

Although she was still as serious as ever, she was still aware of the little arrogance contained in that tone.

Di Chengting noticed that the smell of alcohol kept going up, and his head became light. Hearing Bei'er's words, he lightly pinched his index finger and thumb together, and said to her: "Just drink it for a while. A little bit, this handsome drinker is very good, not drunk."

Bei'er started to chuckle in his heart, is this called not drunk?
The smell of alcohol all over his body, he must have drunk a lot, his eyes began to blur, it seems that the stamina of the alcohol is on the attack.

An angelic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she leaned lightly to approach him, her lips were close to his ear, "Does Marshal Di know who the person in front of you is?"

At this moment, Di Chengting felt his body getting hotter. He stretched out his hand and unbuttoned a button of his shirt, revealing some muscular but not exaggerated chest muscles.

Bei Er didn't expect him to be like this at all, he swallowed hard, his obsidian-like eyes kept looking there, and gradually his eyes were glued to it.

I put up a thumbs up in my heart, and I couldn't help but sigh, it really is a soldier who has a great figure! ! ! !

After Di Chengting unbuttoned a button, he felt much relieved. He raised his deep eyes with a bewildered expression, and put his hands beside Beier. The distance between him and her was less than ten centimeters, and he looked at it seriously. Looking at her delicate little face.

After half a sound.

That deep and extremely melodious voice said with a tone of waiting for praise: "Of course you are a little girl."

Bei'er's rosy and plump lips parted in surprise, "Huh?"

Little girl doll?

Is this the image of her in Marshal Di's heart?

He doesn't seem to treat himself as a woman?

This will not work.

She paused her chest, and said to him solemnly: "You have to remember, I am Bei'er, not a little girl."

Di Chengting tilted his head in doubt, not understanding what she meant by this sentence.

Could it be that what he just said was wrong?
But she is just a little girl.

"No, no, you are a little girl."

Looking at Di Chengting's seriousness in correcting mistakes, Bei Er knew that he was completely drunk.

Otherwise how could it be so cute~
I really want to stretch out my hands to hold his face and rub it well.

"Forget it, it's whatever you say, but why do you want to drink alone today?" Bei Er glanced around on the way just now, but didn't see any wine bottles or anything, and didn't know where he was drinking. Well, if other women saw his cute and drunk appearance, he would definitely be wiped out by others.

Di Chengting thumped his chest with his fist, his beautiful eyebrows condensed together, and said with a sad tone: "It's congested and uncomfortable here, so I drank."

Bei Er saw the sadness and depression in his eyes.

At this moment, she seemed to be aware that there was an unknown scar on his heart.

Gently stretched out a small white, tender and thin hand, and attached it to his handsome cheek. There was an extremely serious look in his bright as stars eyes, and he said in a soft voice with a firm tone: "It's not uncomfortable, now I'm with you side."

Di Chengting's heart was blocked, because of her words, it became much smoother.

He stretched out his arms and pulled the man into his arms, tightening his arms little by little.

No words.

At this moment, he seemed to have found a harbor for his soul, and that wandering and helpless heart began to have a place to stop.

Bei'er's expression hesitated for a second, but he stretched out his hand to hug his muscular waist, patted his broad back lightly, and hummed an unknown song.

the first time.

Now that Bei Er has found a sense of vulnerability that does not belong to him in Di Chengting.

At this moment, he seemed to be a child, very fragile and in need of comfort.

The moon outside the window has risen at this moment, and the quiet and bright moonlight shines on the two people hugging each other on the bed through the large window.

Everything is so beautiful, so harmonious.

"Little girl." Suddenly Di Chengting's melodious voice sounded.

"Ok?"

"You are so soft."

Bei'er's little head was instantly confused by these simple four words, and it crashed.

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After Di Chengting took Bei Er away from the lounge, the old lady Di became even more angry. She kept saying, "Although Cheng Ting was cold before, he never put on face with my mother. He thought there was a girl by his side, so he kindly sent an invitation to meet her, but he didn't expect this to be the result, does he still have me as a mother in his eyes?"

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Di family, who has always been dignified and taciturn, said at this moment: "Xiao Jiu has always been very filial, someone must have spoiled him, mother, please don't be sad."

Hearing her words, a sneer appeared on the corner of the mouth of the woman in the blue cheongsam.

Don't look at her sister-in-law who is usually taciturn and low-key.

But if she said a word lightly, it would cause quite a storm in Di's house.

This is not.

The old lady of the Di family stopped pressing her chest with her hands, and stood up directly, her eyes became sharp and stern, "I knew that this upstart's daughter is not simple, and I have only been with Cheng Ting for a long time, and Huiyun will help you from tomorrow. Mother is looking for unmarried ladies from aristocratic families, listing those who have good personalities, looks and knowledge, and let that bastard who has never seen a woman see what a girl from a good family looks like."

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Di family nodded dignifiedly, and replied softly: "Good mother, but you don't avoid relatives if you are worthy, my natal family has an unmarried..."

　Drunk Marshal Di, isn't he cute? Do you love that little trick?

　　When Ah Zi wrote this chapter, she was almost killed by Marshal Di.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)