Nanzhi instinctively covered her body and looked at him.
Jiang Qingyan's gaze was as gentle as if he were asking her if she had eaten.
But look at what he's holding in his hand.
Nanzhi still felt a tightness in her chest.
She was drunk, but not to the point of completely losing her mind.
She could tease Jiang Qingyan at will.
I think he looks kind of cute when he's shy.
But now that he's like this, she feels like she's about to be teased.
She covered herself and shrank into the blankets: "Throw it in the laundry basket, wash it tomorrow."
"Okay, Zhizhi." Jiang Qingyan placed her strawberry-shaped underwear on his lap and wheeled himself to find the laundry basket.
Then, as if remembering something, he stopped again.
"Zhizhi, do you need me to help you change your underwear?"
"What?" Because of the alcohol, Nan Zhi's mind was a bit blank.
She looked at him and remained silent for a few seconds.
The man wheeled himself back, opened the wardrobe, and took out her underwear.
"Zhizhi, do you need my help?"
Looking at what he was holding, Nanzhi's face flushed red, turning completely red, like a boiled crab.
She snatched the underwear from her hand, pulled the blanket over her head, and said in a muffled voice, "No need, I'll change myself."
Jiang Qingyan watched her fussing around in the blankets, a slight smile curving his lips.
She can also be shy.
So cute.
Nan Zhi wanted to exchange herself.
But she was too drunk.
After taking off her dirty underwear, she thought she was done and poked her head out from under the covers.
When Jiang Qingyan returned, he saw that Nanzhi's eyes were closed, and he didn't know if she was asleep.
Jiang Qingyan lifted the blanket and lay down, and the girl naturally moved closer.
The moment she touched him, Jiang Qingyan's eyes suddenly darkened.
She wasn't wearing pajamas.
Or to put it another way, she wasn't wearing anything.
Her hands instinctively rested on his waist, and her feet on his legs.
“Jiang Qingyan…” She half-opened her eyes, looked at him and smiled foolishly, “You are so handsome.”
She counted his eyelashes: "So many."
She touched the bridge of his nose: "So high."
She pinched his lips: "So soft."
She had no idea how alluring she looked when she was drunk.
Her eyes were moist, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.
Jiang Qingyan looked at her like this, his eyes growing deeper and deeper.
He raised his hand and stroked the back of her neck, his voice hoarse: "Zhizhi, do you want to try how soft it is?"
"think."
Drunk, Nanzhi instinctively kissed his lips without hesitation.
She took a small bite and let out a satisfied sigh: "So sweet, Jiang Qingyan, did you eat some candy?"
Jiang Qingyan tightened his grip on the back of her neck.
He whispered seductively in her ear, "Zhizhi, try some more."
His voice was like a subwoofer, making Nanzhi's heart race and causing her to lose all reason.
She bit his lip and slowly moved it downwards...
I unbuttoned his pajamas and instinctively touched him.
Later, she cried.
She was coaxed into submission by that person again.
Later, my memories gradually faded.
She only vaguely remembered...
Deep in her mind, she vaguely sensed a pair of large, veiny hands tightly gripping her...
The rain arrived quietly.
It was an extremely slow rain, endlessly watering the tender crabapple blossom outside the courtyard.
The rain was intermittent, with occasional breaks.
In the rain, the slender crabapple tree swayed in the wind, looking quite pitiful.
In the end, the delicate pink petals were glistening from the rain, and the leaves were moist and plump, looking as if they were about to burst open at any moment...
The rain stopped abruptly as dawn broke.
The crabapple blossoms stretched out their branches and fell into a deep sleep.
...
Jiang Qingyan carried the girl to the bathroom to wash her body, changed the sheets to the same color, and then put her on the bed.
She was extremely tired.
He kept fiddling with her but she didn't react at all.
Jiang Qingyan lowered his eyes and kissed her swollen red lips, a satisfied smile curving his lips: "Goodnight, wife."
He covered the girl with the blanket before getting up and taking the soiled sheets into the bathroom.
He unfolded the bed sheet, and a splash of magenta on the bed stood out.
He raised his hand and gently stroked it, recalling how the girl had cried and rejected him just a few hours earlier.
A soft chuckle escaped from the corner of his lips.
Nanzhi slept for who knows how long.
When she opened her eyes, it was still dark.
She thought it was still dark, so she turned over and went back to sleep. But when she didn't find the person, she was so frightened that she sat up in shock.
As soon as she sat down, she gasped in shock.
Her whole body ached terribly, as if she had been run over by a car.
She lifted the covers, looked at the marks on her body, and suddenly gasped.
Nan Zhi covered her mouth with a headache, still thinking about what happened last night, when Jiang Qingyan pushed the door open and came in.
He carried the food in his hands, his expression anxious: "Zhizhi, what's wrong?"
Nanzhi looked at him and remained silent for a long time.
Jiang Qingyan placed the food on the bedside table and looked at her with concern.
Nanzhi raised her hand and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.
Upon seeing the hickey next to his collarbone, she recoiled as if burned.
She lowered her head: "Jiang Qingyan, I think I was drunk last night..."
Jiang Qingyan gave a soft "hmm".
Nanzhi pulled the blanket tighter around herself, her voice hesitant: "Did I have a one-night stand while drunk?"
Jiang Qingyan remained silent.
Nanzhi already knows the answer.
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