A tall, slender figure walked in.
It seemed to be pouring rain outside, with large raindrops hitting the ground with a muffled thud.
The temperature inside the tent was much warmer than outside. On the couch, just as that delicate woman was about to roll off the bed, the man swiftly appeared in front of her.
Her soft, almost weightless body fell into the man's cool embrace, filling it completely.
Even the boy's heart was completely occupied by the girl.
The girl in his arms suddenly opened her eyes. The candlelight in the tent had not been extinguished. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw an extremely beautiful face.
She childishly breathed on Ming Beiya, then grinned foolishly, "You're here, hiccup... I'm so dizzy... How come you have two faces?"
Ming Beiya: "..."
My wife becomes mentally impaired after drinking alcohol. What should I do? I need help urgently.
Suddenly, Mo Shisheng reached out and cupped Ming Beiya's face, her expression serious, and scolded, "Don't move! You're making me dizzy!"
Ming Beiya: "..."
He could smell the alcohol the moment he entered the tent. He knew that Mo Shisheng couldn't hold her liquor and usually wouldn't let her drink a drop, but this was probably the most drunk Mo Shisheng had ever been.
He removed the girl's outer clothes, placed her on the couch, and covered her with the quilt.
She reached up and took off her rain-soaked coat, then lifted the covers to lie down. Suddenly, the ball on the bed rolled a few times against the wall, covered its face, and peeked out a pair of bright, wet, beautiful eyes through its fingers: "Do you want to sleep with Ah Sheng?"
Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly, a smile playing on his lips. "Who is Asheng?"
Mo Shisheng pointed to herself, gave a silly smile, and said, "Me."
"Not stupid."
Ming Beiya glanced indifferently at the drunken stray cat, took off his shoes, lay down on the tatami, and easily pulled her into his arms with his long arms. "Go to sleep."
"But you haven't kissed Ah Sheng yet..."
Mo Shisheng pouted, looking aggrieved, her face flushed, her eyes shining brightly with a dazzling light.
She had no idea how alluring she was to men!
Ming Beiya felt a sudden dryness in his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he gently kissed Mo Shisheng's forehead.
His tone was so gentle and intoxicating, it was as if it could drip water, "Good girl, go to sleep."
"That's not how you kiss!"
Mo Shisheng protested, squirming restlessly in the man's arms and pointing to her rosy lips, "It's here, you always kiss Asheng's lips."
"..."
damn it!
This is absolutely terrible!
Looking at that chattering mouth making such an invitation, with his beloved in his arms, if he could remain unmoved by her actions, then there would truly be a problem!
Ming Beiya cursed under his breath, flipped over and pinned Mo Shisheng down. Just as his thin lips were about to cover the lips he had longed for, a slender, white finger suddenly stopped him from doing so.
Ming Beiya's eyes narrowed slightly, gleaming with a dangerous light.
"You have to praise Ah Sheng, otherwise Ah Sheng won't let you kiss her."
Mo Shisheng couldn't help but laugh again, and even let out a burp, the smell of alcohol strong.
"If Ah Sheng keeps being naughty, Xin Ming won't be able to lift his hand."
The man narrowed his long, thin eyes, his tone carrying a hint of wickedness, even a subtle element of seduction mixed in with his earnestness.
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