Love you, never separate

Zhao Xiaochen takes Li Hui in his arms and takes a taxi to Li Hui's home. The door is locked. He has no key, so he can only put Li Hui in the right position. He holds Li Hui with one hand and opens her bag with the other hand. He feels for a long time without touching it.

He turned out the contents of Li Hui's bag one by one. He didn't let go of every small pocket in it, but he still couldn't find it.

She didn't forget the key, did she?

Isn't it over?

Zhao Xiaochen thought.

Zhao Xiaochen really didn't want to carry her downstairs for a long time, because he picked up someone and found that this person seemed heavier than he thought

Zhao Xiaochen does not give up to look through Li Hui's bag again, in case he leaves it out in which interlayer?

Just when Zhao Xiaochen's hand reached into Li Hui's bag, Li Hui, who was drunk, suddenly hit Zhao Xiaochen on the back of his hand. Good guy, it was heavier than usual. Maybe he was drunk and couldn't control his strength

Zhao Xiaochen "hissed" and rubbed the back of his hand, thinking that this guy usually hit him so hard, how can he be heavier now? I'm still in control when I hit him!

"You are a thief! Why do you want to go through my bag? Do you want to steal from me Li Hui's eyes widened, trying to see the "thief" who secretly turned over her bag and tried to take advantage of her.

Zhao Xiaochen sighed, rubbed her hair, took a deep breath, and then patted Li Hui's face, trying to wake her up.

"Come on, wake up!" Zhao Xiaochen said while patting.

Li Hui's brain has been completely eroded by alcohol, there is no reaction, so quietly looking at Zhao Xiaochen, eyes still can not focus.

Zhao Xiaochen felt that she was probably completely encircled, and the strength of her hand slapping her face increased a lot, making a "Pa Pa Pa" sound.

Li Hui was a little sober by the sudden slap. She held up her head with her mouth open and looked around. She didn't know what she was looking at.

"Where are your keys?" Zhao Xiaochen seized the opportunity to break her face and asked.

"The key? What key? " Li Hui's brain didn't turn around and blurted out.

Zhao Xiaochen was really convinced. At this time, he wanted to hammer the wall, "your key! The key to the house

Zhao Xiaochen pointed to the keyhole on Li Hui's door and said in a loud voice to Li Hui, "here's the key!"

Li Hui responded and nodded heavily. Learning from Zhao Xiaochen, she pointed to the keyhole on the door and said, "Oh, the key! Here's the key

"Ah, where is it?" Zhao Xiaochen's eyes suddenly brightened and asked in a hurry, for fear that she would fall asleep.

"Where is it?" Li Hui learns to talk.

"Where are the keys?" Zhao Xiaochen pinched her face.

Li Hui seems to think very hard, and then turns her body to Zhao Xiaochen, patting her back pocket.

Li Hui is wearing tight leather pants, which just close her flesh tightly. If you don't touch her hard, you can't take it out.

Zhao Xiaochen boasted that he was a gentleman and would never take advantage of his sister when she was drunk. He patted Li Hui's face again and said, "take it out by yourself."

Li Hui's head sank suddenly, and he fell forward and fell into Zhao Xiaochen's arms. Zhao Xiaochen sighed and swore that it was not the right time to step on the horse.

He slowly reached into the pocket behind Li Hui's buttocks, touched it, and finally felt the convex shape of the key. He slowly moved his hand up, felt the edge of the pocket, and extended two fingers in. He finally felt the key.

He felt that Li Hui's buttocks felt good, and he couldn't help pinching them. He felt that he was a bit like that wretched fool who took advantage of a drunk girl. He was a little ashamed.

Finally opened the door, Zhao Xiaochen did not hold her, directly put his hands in her armpit and dragged her in. He kicked something he didn't know. He didn't care. He just quickly took Li Hui to the bedroom and threw her on the bed.

Zhao Xiaochen took a deep breath, shook his tired arm, twisted his shoulder, squatted down to take off Li Hui's shoes, and then pulled the quilt on her.

He sat by the bed and stared at Li Hui's face for a while. Then he got up and went to her make-up table to look over it. He found the makeup remover and cotton pad and went to the bathroom to take a wet towel out to wipe her face and body carefully.

Li Hui's appearance is a quiet and elegant type, which is totally inconsistent with her character. After making up, she looks more mature and charming, but Zhao Xiaochen still likes Li Hui's appearance.

Zhao Xiaochen reaches out to caress Li Hui's forehead and touches her lips all the way from the center of her eyebrows. Suddenly, he feels an impulse to kiss her

He took Li Hui's hand and gently pinched it for a while, staring at her sleeping face quietly. Her face was still red. She didn't sleep well, and her body was always tumbling. But even so, the hand he was holding by Zhao Xiaochen didn't move, as if he knew he was holding it.

Zhao Xiaochen gets up, pulls the quilt kicked away by Li Hui on her body, bends over her forehead and prints a soft kiss, ready to leave.

As soon as Li Hui's hand was loosened, she seemed to notice something. Her brows were wrinkled tightly, and her hand began to grasp it up. She was mumbling something.

Zhao Xiaochen didn't understand what she was saying. She asked habitually, "what?" Then listen.

Then he felt as if his feet were frozen. He couldn't walk. He heard Li Hui saying: "Zhao Xiaochen, don't go..."

Zhao Xiaochen now suddenly remembered that that year seemed to be in such a night, the same situation, different places.

Even Li Hui's repeated words were the same. What was his reaction that year? All of a sudden, he couldn't remember.

Or, he didn't want to remember this

Because at that time, he pulled back Li Hui's hand holding his clothes and resolutely walked out of the room. As soon as he left, he never came back

Zhao Xiaochen's chest suddenly felt like a huge stone weighing several hundred jin, which made him almost breathless. He reached out to cover his heart and knelt by Li Hui's bed.

His hands are shaking. I don't know if it's just the problem of bearing too much weight or the problem of his mood.

He reached out and shook Li Hui's hand. This time, he would not let it go any more. He wanted to compensate her and spend his whole life to compensate her.

He put his hands tightly over Li Hui's hand, and gently kissed it on his lips. The lip flap moved.

"I'm here. I won't go any more..."