Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

When Yan Minzheng helps to get people into the car, Han Zhaoxue still yells to continue drinking.

"The driver has already said hello. When he gets home, he will help you get this guy out of the car and go back to give him some Jiejiu soup." Han Zhaoxue is at least one meter eight-five tall. Yan Minzheng takes a man into the car and sweats. He takes off his coat, puts it on his arm and waves to her, "be careful on the road."

Bai Su said thanks and said goodbye to him, then slowly lifted up the window.

Han Zhaoxue blushed and leaned back in his chair, smelling of wine.

Bai Su looks at him quietly. She is not dull. She can feel that Han Zhaoxue is in a bad mood. There must be something hidden in his heart, but this thing is something she doesn't want to talk about.

The car bumped a little, Han Zhaoxue body sway for a while, eyebrows wrinkled, face a little white, seems to be not very comfortable.

Bai Su takes a paper towel to help Han Zhaoxue wipe the sweat on her forehead. She looks up and tells the driver to drive slowly and steadily.

Han's father took Han's mother to his hometown to visit relatives. I don't know if I can come back tonight. My aunt also took a holiday. Bai Su thought about it and let the driver drive to Han Zhaoxue's apartment.

Because of his previous experience in taking care of him, Bai Su is very familiar this time.

When helping him wash his face, Han Zhaoxue suddenly opened her eyes. Bai Su thought he was going to vomit. Han Zhaoxue just blinked her eyes and said hoarsely, "I want to take a bath."

The voice is not the same as usual. It's a little hoarse. It sounds soft. It's not as fierce as usual. It's a little like a coquettish animal.

White element in the mind not from a soft, low voice way, "tomorrow again wash, too late."

Han Zhaoxue frowned and insisted, "I want to take a bath."

A drunk, you can argue with him what, white element helpless, had to give him a change of clothes, helped him into the bathroom, adjust the water temperature, don't forget to tell a way, "brother, you wash me."

She is really worried about Han Zhaoxue's drunken fall in the bathroom.

Han Zhaoxue answered vaguely and went into the bathroom.

Bai Su stood outside and listened for a long time, but he didn't hear the sound of falling to the ground. He was relieved and ran to the kitchen to cook Han Zhaoxue's wine soup.

More than ten minutes later, there was still no movement in the bathroom. Bai Su was a little uneasy when she waited. She went to the bathroom door, knocked on the door and whispered, "brother, have you finished washing?"

It was quiet inside, and no one responded.

Bai Su's uneasiness was even worse. She knocked on the door a little louder. As a result, the door was locked and she opened a crack with a strong knock.

She was stunned, turned over, and called, "brother, are you ok?"

The sound of water in the bathroom came, but Han Zhaoxue's voice could not be heard. Bai Su twisted her eyebrows, hesitated for a second, reached out and pushed the door open.

In the bathroom, Han Zhaoxue sits on the floor under the shower with his bare upper body, and sleeps with his eyes closed against the wall. The water from the shower head slaps on him, his shirt is thrown on the floor beside him, and his trousers are hanging loosely on his waist. After being wet by the water, he sticks tightly to his body.

He should have fallen asleep before he started washing. He didn't even have time to take off his clothes.

Bai Su sighed, turned off the shower, pulled off the bath towel and put it on him. He shook his arm and woke up, "brother, go to bed. It's too cold on the ground."

Han Zhaoxue opens her eyes in confusion, raises her eyes and looks at her. Bai Su's heart trembles at this sight, and her heart seems to jump out of her chest. She quickly drops her eyes and doesn't dare to look at his eyes.

Drunk Han Zhaoxue is very good. After being helped up by Bai Su, she follows her to the bedroom.

The pants were wet and stuck to his body. Bai Su thought whether to remind him to change the pants. After thinking about it, he thought it over again. Now he is not conscious. He said that he would not do it.

However, she was worried that the wet clothes on her body would make people catch a cold if it was too cold. After thinking about it for a while, she took a bath towel around his waist and tried to tie it to his waist. The room was very warm, so she should not catch a cold.

She thought of herself, but did not find that Han Zhaoxue's eyes suddenly became deep when she saw her hands playing tricks on his waist.

Bai Su tied up her bath towel and raised her head just to speak, but her chin was pinched. Her eyes suddenly ran into Han Zhaoxue's deep eyes. Her heart beat wildly, and the temperature on her face became hot.

She doesn't know what Han Zhaoxue is going to do, but it seems that she won't resist what he does

She thought wildly, opened her mouth, just called "brother", a soft edge fell on her lips.

At that moment, the white pigment's brain was blank.

Han Zhaoxue kisses him, not a dragonfly skimming water on his forehead, but a real kiss.

His tongue opens her lips and stirs in her mouth. The faint smell of wine spreads in her mouth. The white pigment is soon softened. Her confused brain tries to sort out her thoughts, but she can't think of anything except the feeling of her body.

Han Zhaoxue's kiss is full of aggression. Bai Su is a person with zero experience and has no power to resist at all. What's more, she doesn't want to refuse the person she likes.

Han Zhaoxue is good at kissing. Obviously, she has no experience, but some things are instinctive for men. Even if she hasn't done it, she can easily find the way.

Alcohol catalyses lust. Bai Su grabs the sheet and bites her lips. She is afraid of pain. Her tears fall down. Han Zhaoxue kisses her lips, and her fingers are clasped. Her skin is close to her. She can almost hear his heart beating as fiercely as her. She almost thinks that he likes her as much as she does.

At that time, she didn't know that men and women were different. Their love and sex could be separated. For her, the beautiful and almost tearful first time was the past Han Zhaoxue never wanted to mention.

For the first time, Han Zhaoxue had no control. By the end of the day, Bai Su was so tired that she had no strength. She thought about the hangover soup cooked in the kitchen. She didn't know if it was cold. Thinking about it, she fell asleep

The next morning, Han Zhaoxue was awakened by a scream. After staying drunk, her head swelled. Han Zhaoxue frowned and opened her eyes. She saw Han's mother standing at the door in horror, shaking her fingers at him, and her tongue knotted. "You, you... Smelly boy, what have you done?"

Han Zhaoxue screwed up her eyebrows and looked aside along her line of sight. When she saw Bai su lying beside him with red cheeks and naked body, the memory of last night suddenly poured into her mind, and her face became very ugly.

At this time, Han's father's voice came from the living room, "what's the matter?"

Han Zhaoxue pulled the quilt without thinking, covered the white pigment, and raised her head without expression.