Quickly wear: The male protagonist Jue Si is manipulated by a pregnant Jiaojiao

Nanzhi subconsciously covered her body and looked at him.

Jiang Qingyan's eyes were as gentle as asking her if she had eaten.

But look at what he is holding.

Nanzhi still choked for breath.

She was drunk, but not completely lost her mind.

Normally she could tease Jiang Qingyan at will.

I think he's quite cute when he's shy.

But now that he looked like this, she felt like she was being teased.

She covered her body and shrank into the quilt: "Throw it into the dirty clothes basket and wash it tomorrow."

"Okay, Zhizhi." Jiang Qingyan put her little strawberry underwear on her lap and slid her wheelchair to find the dirty clothes basket.

Thinking of something, he stopped again.

"Zhizhi, do you want me to change your underwear?"

"What?" Because she was drunk, Nanzhi's brain was on standby.

She looked at him and was silent for a few seconds.

The man came back in a wheelchair, opened the closet and took out her underwear.

"Zhizhi, do you need my help?"

Looking at the thing in his hand, Nanzhi blushed and turned red, like a cooked crab.

She grabbed her underwear, pulled the quilt over her head, and said angrily, "No, I'll change it myself."

Jiang Qingyan watched her wrapped in the quilt and tinkering with herself, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved.

Still shy.

So cute.

Nanzhi wanted to change it by herself.

But she was too drunk.

After taking off her dirty underwear, she thought she had changed it, and her head popped out from under the quilt.

When Jiang Qingyan came back, he saw Nanzhi's eyes closed, and he didn't know if he was asleep.

Jiang Qingyan lifted the quilt and lay in, and the girl came over consciously.

The moment she met him, Jiang Qingyan's eyes suddenly darkened.

She wasn't wearing pajamas.

Or in other words, she was wearing nothing.

Her hands rested on his waist habitually, and her feet rested on his legs.

"Jiang Qingyan..." She half-opened her eyes and looked at him with a silly smile, "You are so beautiful."

She counted his eyelashes: "There are so many."

She touched the bridge of his nose: "It's so high."

She pinched his lips: "So soft."

She had no idea how charming she looked when she was drunk.

The eyes are moist and the cheeks are slightly red.

Jiang Qingyan's eyes deepened as he looked at her like this.

He raised his hand to caress the back of her neck and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you want to try how soft Zhi Zhi is?"

"think."

Drunk Nanzhi relied on instinct and kissed him on the lips without hesitation.

She took a bite and sighed with satisfaction: "It's so sweet, Jiang Qingyan, did you eat some candy?"

Jiang Qingyan held the hand on the back of her neck tightly.

He whispered in her ear: "Zhizhi, try it again."

His voice was like a subwoofer, shaking the little deer in Nanzhi and losing all reason.

She bit his lip and moved down little by little...

Pull open the buttons of his pajamas and follow your instinct to touch him.

Later, she cried.

He was coaxed by that person again.

Later, the memory gradually became lost.

She only vaguely remembered...

Deep in her mind, there was a vague feeling of a pair of big hands with bulging veins, squeezing her tightly...

The rain comes quietly.

This is an extremely slow rain, endlessly watering the young and tender begonia flower outside the courtyard.

The rain falls intermittently and occasionally stops.

In the rain curtain, the thin begonia flower swayed in the wind, looking so pitiful.

In the end, the pink petals were soaked by the rain, and the branches and leaves were moist and plump as if they were about to explode at any time... At dawn, the rain suddenly stopped.

Begonia Flower stretched her waist and fell into a deep sleep.

……

Jiang Qingyan took the girl to the bathroom, scrubbed her body, changed into new sheets of the same color, and then put her on the bed.

She was really tired.

No response despite being tossed around by him.

Jiang Qingyan lowered his eyes and kissed her red and swollen lips, with a satisfied smile on his lips: "Good night, my wife."

He covered the girl with a quilt, then got up and walked into the bathroom with the dirty sheets.

He unfolded the sheets, and a hint of plum red stood out on the bed.

He raised his hand and stroked it gently, thinking of the girl crying and rejecting him a few hours ago.

A low laugh escaped from the corners of his lips.

Nanzhi didn't know how long he fell asleep.

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 she didn't touch the person, which made her sit up in shock.

As soon as she sat down, she suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Her whole body ached terribly, as if her body had been run over by a car.

She lifted the quilt, looked at the marks on her body, and suddenly took a breath of air.

Nanzhi covered her mouth with a headache and was still thinking about what happened last night when Jiang Qingyan opened the door and walked in.

He held the food in his hand and looked anxious: "Zhizhi, what's wrong?"

Nanzhi looked at him and was silent for a long time.

Jiang Qingyan put the food on the bedside table and looked at her worriedly.

Nanzhi raised his hand and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

Seeing the strawberry mark next to his collarbone, she immediately withdrew her hand as if she had been burned.

She lowered her head: "Jiang Qingyan, I seemed drunk last night..."

Jiang Qingyan hummed in a low voice.

Nanzhi wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, her voice a little hesitant: "Did I have sex after drinking?"

Jiang Qingyan said nothing.

Nanzhi already knew the answer.

She looked up at the ceiling.

Oh my God.

She couldn't remember it at all, so how could she recall the process?

When Jiang Qingyan saw her expression of despair, a deep look flashed in his eyes.

"Zhizhi, you don't have to blame yourself, I'm willing to do it."

Tsk, even the voice feels wronged.

Nanzhi wiped her face and raised her eyes to look at him.

Since there is no way to regret it.

Then she can only...

"Jiang Qingyan, did I bully you very hard last night?"

Jiang Qingyan looked at her blankly: "No...no..."

"Then how do I remember that you cried, and you cried very hard, and you yelled and told me..."

Jiang Qingyan:......

Jiang Qingyan's silence made Nanzhi feel like a beast.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Qingyan, I really didn't mean to bully you. I was drunk and I just made a mistake that all women in the world make."

Jiang Qingyan:......

Nanzhi waited for a long time, but Jiang Qingyan didn't say anything. When she said she was thirsty, he even poured her a glass of water.

Nanzhi took the water and drank a glass of it.

Jiang Qingyan naturally took the water glass and placed it on the table.

He picked up the bowl and handed it to her: "Zhizhi, have some food before we talk."

Nanzhi is really hungry.

Regardless of whether he was wearing pajamas or not, he wrapped himself in a quilt, took the rice bowl, and pulled it up.

Jiang Qingyan was picking up vegetables for her at the side: "Zhizhi, eat slowly, don't choke."

Nanzhi's cheeks were bulging from eating, and she asked him vaguely: "Why don't you eat?"

Jiang Qingyan looked at her with a meaningful expression: "Zhizhi, I'm full."