Love you, never separate

He Qing was caught by the hand, as if a little stable, obediently leaning on Zhou Li's shoulder did not move, but also satisfied like smack smack.

He Qing finally did not move, Zhou Li also breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the side of his body with his eyes closed.

At this time, he Qing's cheeks were slightly red and his eyelashes were very long. Under the illumination of the light, he cast a beautiful shadow. Maybe it was because he had just eaten hot pepper, and his lips were abnormally red. It made his heart itch and palpitation.

He turned his head in a panic, reached for the bottle he had just snatched from He Qing's hand and poured a mouthful of beer. Obviously, the alcohol made him more unconscious. The more he drank, the more dizzy he felt. Suddenly, he remembered that he Qinggang had just touched the bottle with his lips, the red one, the beautiful one... What was he thinking!

Can't think, can't think! He threw the wine bottle on the table reflexively. The wine bottle rolled on the table and made a clanging sound when it touched the chopsticks.

Zhou Li calmed down for a while, and then looked at He Qing. He Qing was sleeping soundly on his shoulder, and he was not good. So he directly put He Qing on the table. He could only slowly support he Qing's head, turn around, carry him up, and get up to pay the bill at the front desk.

The landlady slapped on the calculator, and finally gave Zhou Li a number, "a total of 279.8 yuan. I'll give you a small change and give me 27." Then he Qing, who was lying on Zhou Li's back, said with a smile, "this little brother can't drink much. I don't think he drinks as much as you. How can he fall down?"

Zhou Li wrapped He Qing's arm around his neck, took out his wallet with one hand and handed it to the landlady, "count it yourself, it's not convenient for me." Then he looked at He Qing's face and said with a smile, "his first drink was not very good." Tone with their own are not aware of the doting.

After counting the money, the landlady put the wallet back into Zhou Jie's trouser pocket and said with a warm face: "that's not good. How can we drink some wine? If you practice with him, you can use it in the future! "

On the way back to the dormitory with He Qing on his back, Zhou Li suddenly thought that it seemed that the dormitory had access control. At this time, he probably couldn't catch up. He took a sharp turn and directly carried he Qing to the hotel near the school.

The front desk saw that he came to open the room with a boy on his back. His eyes were meaningful. No matter how thick his face was, he blushed unconsciously this time.

He took the key to the room and carried he Qing upstairs. He Qing seems to have some consciousness now. He has been in his ear. He doesn't know what to say. He can't hear clearly, but he Qing's lips rub against his ear. His heart is trembling.

He opened the door of the room, closed the door with his feet, and then carried he Qing to the bed. He carefully put He Qing on the bed, ready to get up, but he Qing put his arms around his neck.

He Qing only felt that he was embracing a pillow. He couldn't help but want to tighten the pillow. His face unconsciously leaned forward. His warm breath sprayed on Zhou Li's face. Zhou Li's action froze for a moment.

Zhou Liping breathed and waited for he Qing's next action. He was afraid and expected. What if he Qing wanted to do something to him? Is he going to push it away or accept it? He doesn't know. He doesn't seem to know his inner answer.

"Zhou Li!" He Qing suddenly cried out, just good to get into the tangled Zhou Li startled.

Zhou Lihu body a shock, subconsciously answered a: "ah?"

"You're a king, a son of a bitch." he Qing held Zhou Li's neck and scolded him with a long voice.

“？？？” Zhou Li, who was scolded suddenly, was wronged. How could he become a son of a bitch?

"If you find a girlfriend, you burp - if you don't tell me, you don't treat me as a good friend, thanks to me... Burp, I still..." he Qing hugged Zhou Li's neck a little tighter, burping and talking at the same time.

Zhou Li was even more aggrieved, "where did I get my girlfriend? I spend almost all the time with you except sleeping all the year round. Where can I talk about my girlfriend?"

He Qing was drunk and only talked to himself, but he couldn't hear Zhou Li. He continued to say vaguely, "thank you, I'm still --"

"What do you owe me?" Zhou Li asked.

"Thanks to me --" he Qing suddenly loosened Zhou Li's neck and turned over, "so like you..."

"What?" He Qing's words were extremely low, just covered up by the friction between clothes and cloth when he turned around. Zhou Li didn't hear them clearly for a moment.

Zhou Li simply wiped He Qing's body, then took off his coat which was wet by beer and washed it with his own bare arms. While washing it, he whispered: "you've stained all the light. The first time I washed my clothes, I didn't even wash my wife. I washed it for you first!"

As soon as he finished washing his clothes and put them on the air, he heard a crackling sound outside. He ran to see that he Qingzheng was standing on the bed with his bare arms and squinting eyes, singing a song with an old desk lamp on the bedside table.

At this moment, he was shocked. He Qing showed this kind of character in front of him for the first time. Although he was drunk, it was enough to shock him. He Qing's voice was a little loud. He was stunned for seven or eight seconds. Without wiping his hand, he jumped into bed to cover He Qing's mouth.

He Qing is very dissatisfied with Zhou Li's sudden move of covering his mouth. He throws down the lamp, grabs Zhou Li's hand, opens his mouth and bites it. Zhou Li hisses in pain and shakes his hand. "Are you a dog?"

"Well, I want you to cover my mouth! Slightly... "He Qing made a face to Zhou Li and spat out his tongue.

Zhou Li was a little embarrassed. How did he not know that he Qing, who was drunk, was so cute?

"Now let me bring you a song" love business "to Zhou Li, the big liar!" He Qing was covered by Zhou Li half way after singing. This time, he was strong. He was drunk, but he couldn't use his strength. This time, he couldn't open Zhou Li's hand. He could only stare at Zhou Li with his eyes to express his anger.

"My ancestor, I call you ancestor. Stop singing, OK? No, how can I be a liar? What did I lie to you about? Why are you still so wronged? It's really you. " Zhou Ligan understood that he Qing's drinking feeling is because of him!