Affectionate trapping

Chapter 38
In Wuhai Bar, the singer on the bar counter sang Shu Yang's love song.

This is a clean bar, there is no psychedelic DJ music, no blinding lights, only small groups of people scattered in the bar talking together, and gentle and pleasant music.

The waiter brother handed the mobile phone to the person next to him, "Can I?"

"OK, thank you."

Quan Chi put Shen Yuli's mobile phone in front of him, very leisurely, and arranged the empty wine bottles on the table one by one.

Xiong Shaozhuo sat on the armrest beside him: "Is this okay? What if he says something that shouldn't be said, how will it end when he wakes up?"

Quan Chi raised his chin and turned to the silent man opposite, snorting: "Look at him, what can he say? When he's drunk, he always jumps out one or two words, and he doesn't want to say too much. I like you and you have four words."

"If we hadn't been unable to pull him, we wouldn't have called someone over."

Xiong Shaozhuo was wearing short sleeves, the muscles on his arms were raised, and his resolute face was slightly condensed: "It's not that you won't let me resist."

"You carry him back by force, will he pare you or me when he wakes up tomorrow?"

"If he knows that he is being resisted by a big man like a sack, he will probably be so angry that he will ignore us for a month."

Quan Chi sighed: "And you see that he is like this now, besides being trapped by love, what else could be the reason? Let Wen Xi come over to see him, maybe it hurts after seeing him, and his heart will be moved."

Xiong Shaozhuo looked at the person opposite, but said nothing.

While talking, Quan Chi's cell phone rang, and he picked it up: "My wife."

"Old Shen is drunk. I'm here to accompany him. I'll be back in a while. The sound of singing? Oh, I'm in the sea of ​​fog, and Xiong Da is beside me. I'll ask him to tell you a few words."

He handed the phone to his ear: "say a few words."

Xiong Shaozhuo was like a machine: "Siblings, um, Yuli is drunk, there is no one else, the three of us, okay."

"Did you write the letter now? Then hang up first." He clicked his tongue: "I have been married for so long, and I still want to check the post."

Xiong Shaozhuo looked at him with a helpless but somewhat happy expression, and turned his eyes away.

Quan Chi put away his phone, and squatted in front of Shen Yuli: "Shen Yuli?"

Shen Yuli slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were full of alcohol, and there was a bit of hazy charm in the mist, his lips were flushed red, looking bright and bright.

Quan Chi was shocked at once, and stretched out his hand to push him back: "Hey, this face has to be a sign in the sea, I almost broke it."

Shen Yuli waved his hand away, "Get lost."

After a while, he added another sentence: "Don't touch."

Quan Chi looked at his slightly closed eyes, smiled and said with a good temper, "Okay, I won't touch you if I don't touch you."

"Just don't tell me to fuck off when you meet someone later."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Xiong Shaozhuo kept watching the door, saw Wen Xi's figure, and stretched out his hand to grab him: "Here we come."

The two quickly hid in the inner compartment, secretly observing the movement over there.

There is a partition between each table and chair here, but the partition is hollow, so you can see the scene on the opposite side when you get close, and the light is dim, so others can't notice the two of them.

Wen Xi took a look around, saw a familiar person in a booth, walked over quickly, saw the empty wine bottles neatly placed on the table, and frowned: "Why do you drink so much?"

At this moment, Shen Yuli supported the armrest with his hands, propped his temples, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

She leaned closer and leaned over, calling him softly: "Shen Yuli."

He opened his eyelids, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at her porcelain-white face for a long time.

She stretched out her hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Can you still recognize me?"

His sight was blocked, he frowned, then grabbed her hand and pressed it down, continuing to stare at her face.

His palm was hot, pressing against her palm like a soldering iron.

"Shen Yuli..."

He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her waist and pulled her down. She let out an exclamation and sat upright on his lap. With his hands together, he pressed her into his arms.

Quan Chi and Xiong Shaozhuo looked at each other, "Damn it."

Xiong Shaozhuo: "Shall we find someone to stop us?"

"Don't, let him have a good time, I guess I want to hug him in my dreams."

"……Row."

Shen Yuli's palm landed on Wen Xi's waist, and he buried his head in the crescent of her neck, gently rubbing against her with moist breath, and the lingering smell of wine lingered into her nostrils.

Her heartbeat and music blend together, and the ambiguous lyrics seem to have a hook: "You are graceful like a cat, you move around lightly, the sweetness of love spreads and ferments, and the ambiguity comes just right..."

She forgot to refuse, and put all her senses on the hot air between the hand on her waist and her neck.

Wen Xi raised her neck and put her hand on his shoulder: "Shen Yuli, let me go first!"

He took a deep breath and smelled the faint scent of jasmine from her body.

It smells good.

"Shen Yuli."

He slid his fingers and tightened around her waist, muttering, "It's so soft."

Wen Xi's face was flushed red, but he couldn't hear what he said clearly. All the movements of refusal felt like tickling on his body. The feeling of the big hand on his waist was too strong. It seemed that the more he resisted, the more he would Hug tighter.

Realizing that she couldn't fight him hard, she breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head to discuss with him: "I won't move anymore, can you stop hugging me so tightly?"

"Huh?" He raised his head, his lips were almost touching her chin, the hazy drunkenness in his eyes made him look like a vixen.

With a beating heart, she tilted her head back, opened a safe distance, and said patiently: "You can relax a little bit, I, it hurts."

"It hurts?" Only then did he react, and he slackened his strength slightly.

The sudden relaxation freed her breath, and she let out a hard breath, spraying hot air on his forehead and eyelids.

He closed his eyes lightly, then opened them again, staring at her fluttering lips.

His eyes gradually deepened.

Just when she was about to get closer, Wen Xi suddenly turned her face away, looking at the mobile phone placed on the table, Shen Yuli's lips were hotly pressed against her earlobe.

Wen Xi: "..."

She pushed his head away with one hand, touched the phone with the other hand, took it over and asked him: "What's the password for your phone?"

Shen Yuli didn't respond at all, and didn't know if it was because she couldn't hear it or what. He looked at her swaying neck, because her muscles and bones were stretched because of twisting, and the lines were extremely beautiful.

He stretched out his left hand and touched it, rubbing his thumbs, and supported the back of her neck with the four fingers on the back, as if pressing her neck close.

The roots of Wen Xi's ears were stained red, and his heart beat wildly from his almost astringent touch.

She bit her lip, her eyes unconsciously mist: "Shen Yuli... what are you doing?"

He leaned over and rubbed the tip of his nose again, "It looks good."

His fluffy hair rubbed the base of her neck itchy, she gritted her teeth, ignoring the throbbing and panic in her heart, and touched his phone again.

After such a short while, she was sweating all over. She looked around and found that no one was paying attention, even the waiter pretended to ignore it.

...That's fine, otherwise she would really feel ashamed.

The two who watched the play for a long time sighed: wine is really a good thing.

　The duo of eating melons: wine is really a good thing

　　Shen Yuli at this moment: Ah, wine is such a good thing...

　　The song is "Rosemary" by Jay Chou

　　
　
(End of this chapter)