Chapter 1981 Sir, get a rose tattoo 22
Si Jin felt a little uncomfortable and tried to move around.
He couldn't break free from the other person's hand; instead, he loosened his tie even more, his thin lips slightly parted, and his breath was scalding hot.
"Stop fooling around, let's go home."
Su Linyuan remained unmoved, so Si Jin frowned and made a not-too-outrageous request: "I want to drink water."
So it turns out, you really can't drink alcohol.
Su Bingjiao's eyes shifted slightly. She picked up a wine bottle from the side, took a sip from the bottle, and then raised her hand to pinch Si Jin's cheeks.
After forcing his lips apart, he quickly lowered his head—
"Um……"
Si Jin closed her eyes and let out a muffled groan.
The cool, clear feel of the glasses chain on my wrist at least prevented me from losing all reason during this crucial time.
Finally released, her usually serene peach blossom eyes were forced to redden, with a few tears welling up as she stared blankly at the person in front of her.
"Ah Yuan, the more you drink, the thirstier you get!"
Because of the nasal tone, the words sounded aggrieved, like a child pleading.
As if some magical valve had been suddenly opened, Su Linyuan was greatly stimulated. He lowered his hand and, in a rebellious manner, stroked Si Jin's earlobe, saying, "Maybe the water here isn't good. Let me feed you another sip."
"No need, A-Yuan, let go of me, I won't... um..."
Soon, an even more forceful kiss pressed down on him without warning.
After an unknown amount of time, Si Jin noticed that the bottle of wine seemed to be empty, and he could no longer hold on to his consciousness.
The last thought that lingered in my mind was—would Su Linyuan dare to deal with him right here?
What if he goes crazy and Xiao Yao is gone? What will I do tomorrow?
But this thought was quickly extinguished in the next round of kisses.
When Su Linyuan reluctantly let go, Si Jin's skin was already flushed from being drunk.
He had no strength left and collapsed on the sofa, looking pitiful and helpless.
This is a stark contrast to his usual assertive image; his tie is messy and looks like it could be easily untied.
Su Linyuan took two deep breaths, as if bewitched, and after settling Si Jin down, he reached down to untie his tie.
Her delicate collarbone quickly came into view, and it looked like it was missing a hickey—no, it was missing many hickeys.
The thrill of "rebellion" was almost at its peak when Su Linyuan was about to kiss her when he heard a sound from the doorway.
With a stern expression, Su Linyuan decisively stopped what he was doing, quickly straightened Si Jin's clothes, and adopted a submissive demeanor like a "filial son and virtuous grandson".
Turning to Luo Ping, who was entering through the door, she gave him a big smile: "What a pity, Brother Jin is drunk. Can you call a car for me and I'll take him home?"
Luo Ping was completely unaware of Su Linyuan's wicked intentions, and only pointed outside in a daze: "I drove, want to ride in mine?"
"Okay, let's go." He said, bending down to hug Si Jin.
Luo Ping kindly offered to help, but was immediately silenced by a sharp glare from him: "No need, I can do it myself."
"Uh... okay, okay." Luo Ping timidly took two steps back, seemingly well aware of Su Linyuan's "law-abiding" nature, and dared not mention it further.
After the car had been driven away for a while, and after confirming in the rearview mirror that Su Linyuan's expression was calm, she asked, "Ah Yuan, do you think Brother Jin went to the gay bar because he had to talk to your second uncle, or because he just likes men?"
"I think so." Su Linyuan let Si Jin lie on his lap, his fingertips lightly tracing his cheek, his eyes filled with infatuation and longing.
"Isn't it good to like men?"
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