Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Zhuo Yilin once suspected that she was pretending to be drunk.

But her slurred speech, blurred eyes, and unsteady focus, it doesn't seem like she's pretending, otherwise, her acting skills would be perfect.

Moreover, she didn't pay attention at all when she kissed, her teeth hit her lips heavily, and she made a "beep", and both of them groaned in pain.

Even so, it didn't stop the two deeply attracted souls.

Fisher turned into a wolf, attacking verbally while breaking through obstacles.

Zhuo Yilin took off his coat after returning home, leaving only a shirt on his body, how could he stand up to Miss Fei's bravery.

In just a moment, Dr. Zhuo was already naked.

On the other hand, the "instigator" was still wearing thick cotton clothes, sweating profusely from the heat, and his cheeks became more rosy.

Zhuo Yilin held her face and tried to restrain himself: "Xiaoxue...you are sober, do you know what you are doing?"

Fisher smiled stupidly, touched his tight abdominal muscles with his hands, and praised him: "I can't tell...you are not thin at all, hehe..."

"..." Zhuo Yilin's heart beat chaotically when she teased her, and there were noises in his ears.

Thinking of the small umbrella that was forcibly stuffed by the salesman when he was shopping in the mall during the day, Zhuo Yilin fell into a battle between heaven and man.

He has confidence in his character, and will not marry anyone else except Fisher in this life.

Anyway, it is something that will happen sooner or later...

Moreover, judging from today's situation, he is still a "victim".

So when someone sobers up tomorrow, shouldn't he be blamed?

He was still weighing left and right, but Fisher had already put aside his hand, jumped down and bit his neck.

"Hiss..." Zhuo Yilin only felt that the Tianling Gai was in pain.

"Xiaoxue, don't regret it when you wake up tomorrow..." The man's Qingjun facial features were wrinkled, and after leaving this sentence, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He turned over and threw his girlfriend onto the sofa. Before the drunken Miss Fei could react, he had the upper hand and pinned the girl down.

But Fisher was still wearing a heavy padded jacket, which was really in the way, so he started without hesitation, and pulled off the zipper of the padded jacket with a "chi la".

Just when he was about to proceed to the next step, Fisher unexpectedly recalled it again, and suddenly protested weakly: "Zhuo Yilin, what are you doing... bastard! I really... misjudged you..."

"Xiaoxue, you - um." He wanted to explain, but just as he opened his mouth, Fisher kicked him away without knowing where the strength came from.

Boom!

Zhuo Yilin let out a cry of pain, covered his lower abdomen with his hands, and fell heavily from the sofa to the ground, curled up into a ball.

Fisher lay there, still panting, staring at the ceiling, and the whole world was spinning.

"Where are you...Zhuo Yilin...what about you—" She turned her head with a silly smile, and saw the man curled up on the ground, hiccupped and asked, "You...why?" Are you lying on the ground... what are you doing? Hey, I will accompany you, and I will also lie... on the ground—"

Before she finished speaking, she wanted to roll over and roll down.

Zhuo Yilin quickly reached out his hand, but he didn't have time to stop it.

Fisher fell down and cried out in pain again. After such a toss, his stomach was overwhelmed.

Hearing her "vomit", Zhuo Yilin knew that she was going to vomit, so he quickly turned over in pain and brought the trash can over.

Fast enough, timely enough.

Fisher lay on the ground, hugged the trash can, and vomited faintly.

Zhuo Yilin was kneeling beside him, his lower abdomen was still in unbearable pain, a thin layer of sweat broke out all over his body, and his mind was gradually waking up.

It really deserves it...

She actually thought of doing the most intimate thing between lovers with a little drunk.

How could she be obedient and cooperate?

Even if it works, she won't have any memory when she wakes up tomorrow, and she will probably charge him with "forced" or "abducted".

After Fei Xue vomited, his rationality completely stopped, and he sat limply on the ground, leaning against the sofa, drowsy, and kept babbling.

Zhuo Yilin had already calmed down.

Don't think about anything tonight, just take good care of this little witch.

After relieving the piercing pain, he supported his body and got up, hugged Fisher's armpit, and lifted her to the sofa again.

Fisher was as soft as mud, and the monk was still chanting sutras in his mouth when he poured it down.

"Zhuo Yilin...where are you...do you know, I miss you so much..."

"Big liar... You agreed to come back and see me, and you'll be gone for a few months..."

"Zhuo Yilin... Come back soon, I miss you, I miss you so much... I miss you so much..."

Zhuo Yilin's heart felt sore when she heard it, she got up and went to the bathroom, twisted a hot towel over, and wiped her face and hands carefully.

The effect of the alcohol was getting stronger and stronger, the girl was muttering in her mouth, gradually her voice became weaker and weaker, until she closed her eyes completely and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhuo Yilin cleaned her up and sat on the edge of the sofa tired.

The residual pain in his lower abdomen clearly reminded him of what happened just now, but looking at that ruddy and quiet little face and her gentle breathing, there was nothing he could do but sigh.

Get up and pull her clothes together, lest she catch cold.

As soon as she moved, she clasped her hands together like a conditioned reflex, she couldn't hear anything clearly, and she turned over and lay on her side.

Zhuo Yilin was afraid that she would fall again, so he didn't dare to walk away, put the towel aside, bent down with his hands free, and gently picked up the girl who was sleeping like a little pig.

When she was put on the bed, he supported the girl's upper body and leaned against her arms, and did not let her lie down directly. With difficulty, he freed his hand, and gently, like a thief, took off the thick padded jacket on her body.

This time, Fisher Xu didn't notice, and obediently didn't move.

After laying her flat, Zhuo Yilin got up and pulled the quilt over her, covering her carefully.

This is not the first time he has taken care of a drunk Fisher, but every time he has a deep memory.

This time is no exception.

He was noisy all night, he wanted to drink water for a while, said it was too hot for a while, wanted to hug him for a while, kicked him away for a while, and turned over to sleep by himself.

The whole night, Zhuo Yilin was exhausted by her torment.

Finally, when the dawn was approaching, Fisher should have almost exhausted his alcohol before falling asleep completely.

Zhuo Yilin was also very sleepy, too lazy to move, simply climbed onto the bed and pulled some quilt around his waist, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

----

After many days of rain and snow finally stopped, early in the morning, the sound of children playing and laughing could be heard outside.

But in the room, the two still slept soundly.

Until Zhuo Yilin's cell phone rang.

He woke up slowly, raised his head and looked around, reached out to touch the pillow, and touched the bedside table, only to realize that the phone was not in the bedroom.

Still very sleepy, I forced myself to sit up.

Feeling something heavy around his waist, he lifted the quilt and looked. Fisher was lying on his back, with one leg resting on him, and half of his body was close to him.

Thinking that the two of them shared the same bed, he was somewhat worried, so he lifted the girl's leg carefully, and slowly moved back, moved...

"Mom... what are you doing, you keep people from sleeping..." Fisher muttered impatiently without opening her eyes.

Zhuo Yilin looked over, Mom?

Still drunk?

He resisted not responding, and continued to move back, putting Fisher's leg down.

After finally escaping, he was about to get up when his gaze bumped into a pair of quiet eyes, staring at him like a cat.

Zhuo Yilin suddenly felt guilty, and could only smile gently: "Are you awake?"

Fisher frowned, turned over, put one hand on his forehead, and thought quietly.

Zhuo Yilin couldn't figure out what she meant, he only thought about the ringing mobile phone, got up and explained: "I'm going to answer the phone."

Fei Xuemu was stunned, before he could react, he had already walked out quickly.

There was only one person left in the room, and she let out a long sigh of relief, her brain hurting badly, a hangover hangover.

Closing her eyes and rubbing her temples, she tried her best to recall what happened last night, but... she couldn't remember clearly.

He lifted the quilt and looked at himself, it was still the clothes he was wearing yesterday, that is to say - although they slept together last night, they still had no relationship.

ah!It's really...

"What's the matter, do you have a headache?" She frowned tightly, with mixed emotions in her heart, when she suddenly heard a man's concerned voice.

Turning around, the man came back holding the phone.

The eyes of the two met, Fisher's eyes were extremely complicated, and he seemed to hate iron for being weak.

But Zhuo Yilin misunderstood.

After a moment of embarrassment, he walked in, with a fair and handsome face still a little embarrassed, "Well... I was too tired to take care of you last night, so I fell asleep next to you, but don't worry, we are just sleeping."

Fei Xue curled her lips, her heart was in a mess, she slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed: "We're all sharing the same bed, it's just... pure sleep?"

So did he dare or not?

She always took the initiative to get herself drunk, because she was afraid that she would be too nervous and would have stage fright, so she created opportunities for him-he didn't act?

Sure enough, the plots in romance novels and TV dramas are all deceptive!

What kind of disordered sex after drinking, what kind of uncontrollable love, what kind of firewood...

Hey!

Zhuo Yilin thought she didn't believe it, so he raised his finger and said, "Really, look at your clothes, and I am too..."

Fisher looked at himself, then at him.

Looking at it, I suddenly found a problem, and opened my eyes curiously: "Why is your mouth broken? And your neck... looks like you were bitten by something?"

Zhuo Yilin blushed, raised his hand to touch the painful part of his neck, raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you think?"

"What do you mean?"

"What did you do to me last night, don't you remember?"

"What have I done?"

"You..." Dr. Zhuo recalled the overly intense scene last night. He originally wanted to save face for his girlfriend, but he was really angry at the thought of being tossed by her all night, so he told the truth, even a little embellished, "You Last night, I was like a hungry wolf pounced on food, almost devoured me alive, you made my mouth and neck, and you ripped off all the buttons of my shirt."

The more Fisher listened, the more excited he became, and the more he listened, the more his face changed, and then he sat up suddenly: "How, how is it possible? Don't talk nonsense!"

"It's absolutely true. You don't know what kind of wine you own?"

"..." Fisher was powerless to refute this point.

Before Qianqian got married, she got drunk at the wedding, and Zhuo Yilin sent her home, and she was tossed all night, full of ugly appearances.

She also vowed never to drink again, let alone get drunk, and to manage herself well.

Did she do it on purpose last night, she wanted to say that she bought all the small umbrellas, and it was a festive festival, the two of them might as well just cook rice with raw rice, and it would not be in vain for her to come all the way here.

Hey, who knows...

"Zhuo Yilin, you go out, I don't want to see you." Fei Xue was bored for a while, then suddenly got under the bed irritably, and angrily drove away.

Dr. Zhuo was at a loss, "What's wrong? You don't believe me? I really didn't treat you last night..."

Thinking that his girlfriend didn't believe him, the man became anxious, walked to the bedside and explained to her: "I really want to...but you hugged your clothes tightly, and I couldn't be rude, and then you kicked me up and almost knocked me ——And then you started to vomit, so I had no choice but to take care of you quickly, so I don't have any other thoughts."

Fisher turned her head from half of the quilt, with a look of surprise on her face, "What did you say? I hugged my clothes tightly? And kicked you?"

Dr. Zhuo nodded, with an extremely strange expression on his face, "You are so drunk, you know how to protect yourself... But you tease me like crazy first, and then... it's really shocking..."

When he said this, he didn't know whether it was a compliment or a "taunt".

Fisher listened, and saw that he looked serious and didn't seem to be making up nonsense, so depressed that he roared in his heart.

Heck!

Is she such a chaste woman?

She obviously got drunk on purpose last night to give him a chance, to give each other a chance to get closer and get along with each other...

how come--

Pulling up the quilt again to cover her head, her mournful voice came from under the quilt: "Go out, I want to be alone..."

"Xiaoxue, I—"

"Go out, say another word, be careful I will kick you again!"

"..."

This threat made Zhuo Yilin's stomach tighten, and he didn't dare to talk anymore.

"Then you sleep a little longer, I'll make breakfast and make you some hangover soup." After leaving these words, the man turned around and left anxiously.

Fisher was bored on the bed, unable to sleep, and had a headache.

Want to play with the mobile phone, find someone to talk about the depression in my heart, and after looking around, I found that the mobile phone was not taken into the bedroom.

Lie down bored for a while, still stare at the hangover and get up with a headache, take a shower, wash your hair and get dressed.

As soon as it was done, Zhuo Yilin knocked on the door and came in, "Xiaoxue... are you up? That's just right, let's have breakfast."

"Um……"

Seeing that her face was pale and she didn't say much, Zhuo Yilin didn't dare to say too much, just watched her blowing her hair silently.

Then stepped forward, ready to take the blower: "Let me help you."

"Need not."

"..." Zhuo Yilin saw that she was inexplicably angry, just like Zhang Er's monk, confused.

While eating breakfast, the man hesitated a few times and asked softly, "Today...are you going to visit Feng Qian in the hospital? Just now, Feng Ru called to ask."

Fisher turned to look at him, "Go! Of course I have to go! My boyfriend's savior is also my benefactor, how can I not go?"

Zhuo Yilin: "..."

After breakfast, Fisher went into the house again.

When I came out about half an hour later, my face was obviously wearing makeup, my facial features were brighter, and my aura was stronger.

Zhuo Yilin's eyes were clearly amazed, but he didn't dare to make a sound and didn't speak.

Fisher, however, seemed to be in a better mood, and came over and asked, "Is it pretty?"

He just nodded, "Pretty."

"Let's go then."

Feng Qian lives in a high-end private hospital. Because of Christmas, the hospital is much quieter than usual.

Fei Xue stepped on the snow, her feet creaking and creaking, she couldn't help stepping a few more on purpose, walking like a child bouncing around.

Zhuo Yilin saw that she had regained her heartless look, so he asked, "Xiaoxue, you're unhappy this morning... Is it because I didn't do anything to you last night that you—"

He is not stupid, and he has known Fisher for several years, so he knows her well enough.

After thinking about it, I always feel that my girlfriend's expression after waking up in the morning is not shy and angry, but regretful and disappointed.

Fisher was playfully kicking the thick snow on the ground, when he heard him ask this, his knees softened and he almost fell down.

Zhuo Yilin hurriedly pulled her back.

"The ground, the ground is so slippery..." Fisher smiled, pretending not to hear what he said, and continued to walk forward after standing firm, asking casually, "By the way, how is that Miss Feng recovering now? Can she Did you speak? Can you move your body?"