forgetting

Several people packed their things in a hurry, and then ran away separately.

Holding Jiuqing's hand tightened a little bit, "Qing'er, don't take it to heart, they talk nonsense after drinking."

Then he let go again and said, "Qing'er, go back by yourself."

I just feel that my heart is tightly clenched into a ball, and the drinking mantra of a few people just now is lingering in my mind, and the idea of ​​wanting to possess Jiuqing spreads rapidly in my body, and gradually heats up, I wish I could swallow the life in front of me now.

Seeing Jiuqing standing still, he repeated again, "Qing'er..., go back by yourself." He tried his best to suppress the impulse, and he didn't want...to hurt him.

"Chuhan..." Jiuqing raised her head and stared at him closely. Seeing that he was still avoiding her eyes, her heart felt a little colder.

Sure enough, he was hated.

In the past, when going out, Chu Han personally delivered it to the door of the room, and then went in to drink a cup of tea, teased for a while, and then reluctantly left, but today I don't want it to be like this.

Withdrawing his hand, he looked up again, wanting to open his mouth to ask why he hated himself.But he was afraid of causing further resistance, so he pondered for a long time, and finally turned around and walked towards the room lonely.

Although the journey back to the room was short, it felt long in my heart.

Chuhan is, and so is Jiuqing.

The gangster walked to the door of the room stiffly, and pushed the door open.

I just feel regretful for the absurd things I did today.What I wanted to say, but when it came to my mouth, I became something else.

It is said that wine can relieve sorrow, so they called the servants at the door and brought a few jars of wine.

Uncovered the lid, bowl after bowl.

I have an average capacity for alcohol, and after drinking two jars, my sanity became clearer.

Borrowing wine to relieve worry is even more worrying.

I just feel that everything I did and said today came to my mind in one go.

Jiuqing danced leisurely at the temple fair in a white shirt, with long sleeves and light dance.

Jiuqing looked at him, and yelled that Chuchi in a sticky voice.

Jiuqing took his hand and wrapped it around his shoulders. The beautiful face of Qingcheng could be seen very close, her fair body was unshaven, and her silver hair fell down. She only needed to stretch out her hand to hold that slender waist.

Then she looked at him with a smile on her face, and said softly, with a soft and charming voice, uttering word by word from her charming lips, Chuhan, I like you.

Desire, fire mixed with strong wine slowly rises from the heart and mind.

He opened another jar of wine and drank half of it.

Suddenly thinking of the group of people in the palace before the temple fair, my heart tightened, and the bowl in my hand fell to the ground.

There are more and more people coveting Qing'er, more and more, Qing'er can only be her own, no one can take it away, no one can take it away.

I just felt feverish in my head, my heart seemed to be bitten non-stop, I felt extremely uncomfortable, my sanity had already begun to blur, and the only thing I remembered clearly was that person who was like water.

Qinger, Qinger, Qinger...

The feeling in my heart became stronger and stronger.

The night is as cool as water, and the willow branches in Jiuqing's yard have already sprouted tender buds, and the branches are lushly hung.

Faintly heard some disorderly footsteps gradually approaching.

Jiuqing who was lying on the bed sat up and saw Chuhan's expression just now, I am afraid that he will not sleep all night tonight.

Sighing, he put on his shoes, put on a thick coat, moved his steps, and walked towards the door.

Before reaching the door, the door was knocked open with a "bang dong—"

Taking a closer look, the drunk Chuhan fell to the ground. The early spring day was still chilly, and after a slight breath, he could still exhale white mist.

"Chuhan, have you been drinking? Why are you so drunk?!" He bent down and reached out to help Chuhan.

Originally, Jiuqing was small, but she was already 19 years old. She looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, slender and thin, not even reaching Chuhan's shoulders. She helped Chuhan up with difficulty, and carefully supported her On my own bed, "It's cold in the early days, I'll ask someone to make a bowl of hangover soup first."

Silver hair slid down her shoulders.

The white neck, the delicate collarbone, and the somewhat loose underwear slowly slid down the skin as she bent over, revealing a white jade-like chest, slowly getting closer, with a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose.

Yuhuo gradually rises and spreads deep in the body.

"Qing'er..." Chu Han called out.

The person who thinks about it day and night is right in front of him, he has already woken up a little after knocking just now, he opened his eyes in a daze, saw Jiuqing, and suddenly woke up a little bit again.

"Qing'er..." With the help of Jiu Jin, Chuhan said, "Qing'er..., don't go..." It seemed to be begging, but also expected.

Xu Shi's fair-skinned and handsome face was slightly flushed with wine, and there were emotions that Jiuqing could not understand hidden in the peach blossom eyes, flooding in his eyes.

This sentence made Jiuqing stunned.

The stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Speaking the truth after drinking, all he needed was this one sentence, just this one sentence, he knew that he didn't hate himself.

The cold wind of the spring night slowly blows into the room with the open door.

Jiuqing turned around and closed the door, and walked to the bed again.She held Chuhan's hand, and whispered softly, the soft voice was extremely seductive, "Chuhan, I'll be back in a while."

Feeling that the catkin that was holding her was gradually pulled away, and hearing Ren'er say that she was going to leave, Chu Han's heart tightened, and with more force in his hands, he dragged Jiuqing onto the bed.

Turning over abruptly, he was pressed under the body.

"Chu... um..." The domineering kiss, kissed down without any explanation, kissed the cherry red lips, and drowned the words that were about to be spoken on the lips.

Prying open the white teeth, driving straight in, wrapping around the soft and slippery tongue, the lips and teeth intersect.

Her face turned red from being suppressed, her breathing became chaotic for a moment, and the sudden kiss almost made her breathless.

Jiuqing stretched out her hand, wanting to push it away, but helplessly, the early cold on her body was like a rock, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free.

Press and hold Jiuqing's struggling hands, raise them above his head, and press down.

Disordered breathing mixed with thin wheezing echoed in the room.

After lingering for a long time, Chu Han just stopped.

Slightly away from the position, the slender silver thread broke and dripped down from the corner of the mouth.

"Chuhan..." The tongue suddenly lost its restraint, Jiuqing opened his mouth and called out.Although Jiuqing is a fox demon, she doesn't know much about human affairs, so she still wants to help Chuhan make a bowl of hangover soup.

Little did he know that this sound really fueled Chu Han's desire again.

With a soft and charming voice, she can't wait to take possession of the person in front of her.

Immediately, the slippery tongue slid down the silver thread and slid to the neck, collarbone, and kissed all the way down, wishing to dismantle the life under him into the belly, licking, biting, and sucking vigorously, leaving a mark A raspberry imprint.

"Hmm..." Moaning and groaning softly, feeling the force of biting her body gradually intensify, Jiuqing snorted, "Chuhan..., pain..."

The bright golden eyes are full of mist.

Chuhan raised his head and met those golden eyes, which had already been burnt in his dark eyes, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Qing'er..."

After a long pause, he finally opened his mouth.

Through the drunkenness, he expressed the desire that he had been thinking about and asking for day and night, but was still unable to speak out, and could not speak out, word by word:

"I want you."

Misty opened her golden eyes, although she didn't understand, but Jiuqing knew that as long as Chu Han wanted, she would definitely give it.

Nodding his head, he answered "Okay."

The loose underclothes were taken off, and the fair chest was printed on, and the body was gradually dyed crimson.

Continue to extend down.

Inside the Yubai gauze tent, the candlelight swayed gently, and the intertwined and colliding bodies cast shadows on the gauze tent.

Heavy shenyin panting echoed in the room.

It was full of spring.

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