quadruple sleep

Chapter 301: Drunkenness and crime?

The boss lady's words got into Lu Nanshen's ears. He stood up straight and waved his hands at the boss lady to show that he was not drunk at all. "I can still walk in a straight line, so thank you, auntie."

The last sentence was sweet, like a polite child. The lady boss was worried when she saw Lu Nanshen almost hit a telephone pole while walking on a serpentine path. She asked Hang Si worriedly, "Little girl, can you really handle him? He's so tall, you won't be able to help him if he falls."

Hang Si was quick-witted and failed to grab Lu Nanshen. She stepped on the electric pole and blocked him. Fortunately, Lu Nanshen braked in time and hugged her tightly. So when the lady boss said this, Hang Si was firmly hugged by Lu Nanshen, connected to the electric pole.

The strength of his hand made Hang Si blush and her neck thicken. But more importantly, it was because of the man's closeness that she clearly felt that familiar yet strange feeling.

"It's okay, I can do it, you can go back to the store and do your work, thank you."

Just like that, with the boss lady watching, Hang Si got a taxi. Lu Nanshen was very well behaved in the taxi, not saying a word, just leaning quietly on Hang Si's shoulder.

Even the driver said, "You must be from out of town, right? You two don't look like locals. The food court where you just got on the bus always picks up drunk people every night, but there are very few who are as quiet and don't cause trouble as your partner."

Hang Si also thought that Lu Nanshen was a good drinker, so he raised his hand and touched his hair like he was touching a puppy, and hummed, "Yes, he is quite well behaved when he is drunk."

The driver smiled and said nothing.

Hang Si could see the driver's expression in the rearview mirror. The smile on his face was harmless, but Hang Si could always taste some deep meaning. When they arrived at the hotel, the driver asked if he needed help. Before Hang Si could say anything, Lu Nanshen waved his arm and said, "Don't, don't try to hit on my girlfriend."

The driver was so amused that Hang Si hurriedly apologized. He almost dragged Lu Nanshen back to the room, during which he had to accept the ambiguous inspections of the two girls at the front desk.

After declining the two girls' offer to help, Hang Si finally got Lu Nanshen back to his room. Fortunately, the room was not big, and the bed was just a few steps into the hallway.

The moment Lu Nanshen fell on the bed, Hang Si felt as if someone had peeled off his skin. He had no strength left and sat at the head of the bed, gasping for breath.

His arms were so sore, so he shook them and looked back at Lu Nanshen. He was lying on the bed, his face almost buried in the quilt. Hang Si thought about it and felt that it was not a good idea. He was a drunk man, what if he suffocated?

He turned around and reached out to flip him over.

Are drunk people always very heavy?

When Hang Si was worrying about how to turn him over, he turned over obediently. She was somewhat relieved, and looked at his face in the dim light from the bedside. His cheeks were only slightly red, and most of his skin was still white. The half-light and half-dark outlines were engraved more deeply. Even if he was drunk, he was still as charming.

How come the eyelashes are so long? Hang Si exclaimed.

But if he sleeps like this, will he vomit in the second half of the night and choke on his throat without knowing it... The more Hang Si thought about it, the more sweat started to well up in his mouth. This is possible. It seems that sleeping on your back is more dangerous than sleeping on your stomach.

Hang Si was in a state of panic. It was really a hassle. He wanted to flip him over. He gritted his teeth and raised his almost broken arm to flip him over again.

Just, can it be a little better?

But just as the thought came to her mind, Hang Si felt her wrist tighten, and the next second she was pulled by a strong force. She lost her balance and fell on him.

The man's chest was firm and hard, with a faint smell of alcohol, mixed with his own pine and cypress scent, it was a natural attraction that was both abstinent and tempting. Hang Si's breathing was disordered, especially when he met Lu Nanshen's eyes. He didn't know when he opened his eyes, which were usually deep, but with the blessing of the night and alcohol, they had a different eroticism.

It seems like being drunk but not drunk, like being flirtatious but not flirtatious, and yet it seems to contain a power that makes people tremble. This power is as deep and distant as the sky, making people intoxicated by it, and when they realize it, it is too late.

"That..." Hang Si lay on him and didn't dare to move. She had never had sex with him, but she was so familiar with his body.

Putting aside Qiao Yuan, she had contact with Lu Nanshen before, and she could easily see his desire for her in his eyes, just like now.

"How are you? Do you have a headache? What do you need?" Her heart almost jumped out of her chest when she asked these questions.

She also felt his heartbeat, strong and powerful.

Lu Nanshen looked at her, as if he was sizing her up. His slightly drunken and deep eyes fell on her eyebrows, then gradually moved down, lingering on her red lips for a while, and his eyes seemed even deeper.

When he noticed that his eyes continued to move downwards, Hang Si hurriedly said, "Lu Nanshen!"

Her heart was in her throat.

But just as she finished her words, Lu Nanshen turned over and pressed her down on the bed. They switched positions, and at this moment, Hang Si became a fish on the chopping board, imprisoned by the man's broad chest.

This time, the heart got stuck in his throat as he wished, and Hang Si felt that even his tongue was vibrated.

Lu Nanshen lowered his face, and his thin lips, which had been a little cool before, were now burning hot. They wandered around her hair, and occasionally touched her earlobe, causing her to tremble slightly.

Hang Si also drank fruit wine, not because she had a good alcohol tolerance, but because she didn't drink too much. She visited Lu Nanshen again on the way, and she thought the effect of the alcohol was gone, but when the man's breath came down, Hang Si's brain was dizzy, and her breathing became tighter and tighter.

The aftereffect is the aftereffect of fruit wine, it must be like that.

"I need you." Lu Nanshen's deep voice was tinged with obvious lust, and he whispered in her ear, "What do you think we should do?"

The low and hoarse voice filled with desire was stronger than alcohol, and it made Hang Si feel as if his heart was hanging on something. His consciousness was blurred, but alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

"You, you're drunk, just take a rest, okay?"

Lu Nanshen raised his head slightly and stared at her face which was as bright as the moon. The light came down from above, and his face was faintly shrouded in shadow, except for his eyes, which were exceptionally bright.

"Hanghang," he whispered, "I'm not Qiao Yuan, nor am I anyone else. I'm Lu Nanshen..."

Hang Si's heart tightened. At this moment, she had an illusion that the man on her was not drunk, or perhaps just a little bit drunk.

Is he planning to commit murder while drunk?
"You...I'd better help you go to the bathroom to wash your face." The voice that Hang Si squeezed out of his throat was as weak as a light gossamer.

Their bodies were pressed so tightly together that she felt that he should take a cold shower.