Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 245

Xi Jinbai couldn't help but pinch her face.

So cute, it's foul.

Don't let her get drunk outside anymore.

Driven by possessiveness, Xi Jinbai didn't want anyone to see her innocent side.

He lifted her chin with his fingertips and leaned over to kiss her again.

Sang Yu hooked his neck and opened his mouth to receive it.

The body fits perfectly and conducts heat.

The crisp collar of his shirt was wrinkled by her.

My palms were sweating through my clothes.

My waist suddenly shivered.

His large palm reached under her hem, gripping her waist and kneading it.

The fingertips had slightly calloused skin, and when they rubbed against the skin, they caused a slight tremor.

The kissing became more synchronized and harmonious.

When Sang Yu was almost out of breath, he pushed him away and took a deep breath of fresh air.

"It's so hot..." the girl muttered in dissatisfaction.

Xi Jinbai kissed away the water on her lips and whispered to comfort her: "We'll be home soon. I'll go back and make you some hangover soup."

Light and shadows floated outside the car window, and two intimate figures were reflected on the glass.

The dizziness and chest tightness after being drunk hit Sang Yu, and he felt uncomfortable all over. He moved his body and murmured, "Can I take off my clothes?"

Xi Jinbai was stunned for half a second, his eyes dark, and he hugged her waist tightly, "Not now."

Sang Yu opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he spoke first: "Let's talk when we get back. Be obedient."

The little girl was quite well behaved and stopped making trouble. She leaned in his arms and continued to play with his Adam's apple with her fingers.

Xi Jinbai used all his self-control on her, veins on his forehead were exposed and a thin layer of sweat oozed out.

The sweet and elegant fragrance from her body frequently penetrated into his nostrils, arousing his sexual desire and flowing down his body.

Sang Yu felt sleepy, so he closed his eyes and took a nap.

Finally settled down. Xi Jinbai breathed a sigh of relief.

Got home at half past nine.

In a daze, Sang Yu realized that her body was floating in the air. She opened her sleepy eyes and asked vaguely, "Are we home yet?"

"Okay." Xi Jinbai put her on the sofa and took the pillow next to her to cushion her back. "Lie down on the sofa for a while. I'll make you some hangover soup."

Sang Yu closed his eyes, rubbed the pillow, and uttered a single sound from his nose: "Oh."

After settling her down, Xi Jinbai turned and went to the kitchen.

He had never cooked a hangover soup before, so he could only search for tutorials online and learn how to prepare the ingredients according to the steps, cut them up, and cook them for twenty minutes.

While waiting, he went out to take a look at the living room.

There was a slender figure curled up on the sofa, with a sweet sleeping face and shallow breathing.

But she tore open the collar of her shirt herself, revealing a small piece of pink skin.

Especially the undulating curves, which are vaguely visible.

She is thin but not skinny, and there is flesh on the right places.

Xi Jinbai's throat felt dry and itchy, so he looked away.

The fever that had finally subsided showed signs of revival.

He laughed at himself, this girl was simply sent by God to tease him, and she had been like this since she was a child.

The memory goes back to many years ago, when they first met, an eight-year-old girl stopped him and said she was lost. She followed him like a little tail and cried in front of him because she missed her mother...

In a blink of an eye, she had grown into a bright and charming young lady and became his wife.

There seems to be a sense of fate in the dark.

Fate is bound to be involved.

Once you choose her, it can only be her, no one else will be worth your attention.

It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t love him now. There is still a long time to come and he can wait.

The hangover soup was ready in the kitchen. Xi Jinbai scooped out a bowl and let it cool. He brought it to the coffee table in the living room and called her to wake her up. "Yu Yu, wake up. Drink the hangover soup before you go back to sleep."

Hearing the sound, Sang Yu woke up slowly and opened his eyes.