President Ba’s Little Rose

Qiao Zong stretched out his hand and pinched **** the girl's cheek.

He pinched very hard, and soon left two clear red pinches on the little girl's face. When he let go of his fingers, Qiao Zong couldn't help but rubbed her hair.

About to be drunk, Shen Xizhi knelt down on the ground, looking up at him.

The little girl's expression was very cute and cute.

Qiao Zong gave a dull laugh. He bent his eyes and asked, "Who do you still recognize me?"

The little girl nodded, rubbing the tip of her chin against his pants.

Qiao Zong stared at the fingerprints on her cheek for a few seconds, and scratched her nose with his fingers. He lowered his head, and his lips were almost on Shen Xizhi's forehead: "Don't be angry, brother promised that I will never cheat again. Are you here, okay?"

Shen Xizhi nodded again.

Qiao Zong held her arm and pulled her up from the ground.

Shen Xizhi's footsteps were soft and weak, leaning on him weakly, breathing very softly. Qiao Zong put one hand on her shoulder, and the other hand took the wine bottle she was holding in her hand.

He glanced at Zhang Qi on the other side, paused for a moment, and called Wang Chuang.

Pressing Shen Xizhi on the sofa, Qiao Zong stood beside her, looking down at the wine bottle in his hand.

He doesn't drink and doesn't know much about wine.

The degree on the bottle is 50 degrees.

Qiao Zong sniffed, but felt that the smell was pungent, not good. Drinking this wine makes it uncomfortable in comparison.

His thoughts were empty for a moment, and then he glanced at Shen Xizhi.

Can't help but think, how uncomfortable it is in my heart to come to drink such a strong wine.

Shen Xizhi leaned on the sofa and looked at him with open eyes. The little girl blinked her eyes once in a while, her cheeks glowed red and there was a powder of pink, which was pretty charming.

Qiao Zong thought of the phrase "I like you so much" and smiled.

He is not a good person, and there is not much conscience left.

The only goodwill was also lost when she watched Shen Xizhi accept other boys' confession.

He won't let her go anymore.

While waiting for Wang Chuang to come over, Zhang Qi kept talking softly, his tone of voice was vague, Qiao Zong couldn't hear clearly.

However, Shen Xizhi seemed to understand, and occasionally responded stupidly, "Uh", "Ah" and so on.

Qiao Zong put the wine bottle on the table in the middle.

There were many empty wine bottles on the table, all of which were killed by the two little girls.

Qiao Zong snorted and glanced back at Shen Xizhi, who was staring at him eagerly. Seeing him looking over, the little girl tilted her head and pouted.

This action completely hit Qiao Zong's cute point.

Joe stood up and walked over, messing up the little girl's hair a little bit, penetrating her fingertips into her hair, and pressing her fingertips against her scalp.

Shen Xizhi raised her face blankly, and looked at him with some curiosity.

Qiao Zong didn't take the initiative to speak, he wanted to see what this kid would look like when he was drunk.

Probably out of selfishness, or maybe the confession just now was too far from his expectations. He bends his lips, maybe there will be even more pleasant surprises waiting for him later.

"Brother." Shen Xizhi's mouth moved, her tone soft as if she was acting like a baby, her almond-like eyes were wet.

A three-pointed smile appeared in Qiao Zong's eyes: "Huh?"

"You are so tall." Shen Xizhi said, raising her hand and making gestures.

Qiao Zong looked at her curiously, very patiently: "Yeah."

Shen Xizhi raised her hand to the top of her head, and suddenly frowned unhappy. The little girl wrinkled her face and said angrily: "Why are you taller than me."

Qiao Zong raised his eyebrows and asked amusedly: "Can't you?"

"Brother Smelly." Shen Xizhi sniffed and lowered her head, her voice resembling anger and tenderness: "Qiuqiu doesn't like you anymore."

Qiao Zong is very curious: "Who is the ball?"

The little girl raised her eyes bubblingly, her cheeks puffed, and said, "It's Zhizhi's nickname."

"Who is Zhizhi?" Qiao Zong didn't seem to understand at all.

"Brother... stupid." Shen Xizhi propped his chin, raised his feet hanging on the side of the sofa, and kicked Qiao Zong's calf, acting awkwardly and dumbly: "Zhizhi, it's Zhizhi, there are still others. Who."

"Ball ball," Qiao Zong called to her. She kicked herself, stretched out her hand to compare a number, and asked, "What's this?"

"Yeah!" Shen Xizhi happily bent his eyes and made a "V" at him.

Qiao Zong: "..."

Looking at the girl's clear eyes, Qiao Zong had some untimely thoughts in his mind.

He raised his hand and covered Shen Xizhi's eyes.

When Wang Chuang came over, he happened to see his boss holding Ms. Shen's eyes, and Ms. Shen also reached out to push his boss's arm. The two are intimate, as if flirting.

As soon as this idea came out, Wang Chuang forced it off.

"Brother Qiao Zong," Wang Chuang stopped at Qiao Zong's side and asked, "Is Miss Shen drunk?"

Qiao Zong tore Shen Xizhi's hand on his arm, "Yes."

Wang Chuang naturally noticed Zhang Qi on the side, "This is--?"

Qiao Zong pointed at Zhang Qi with his chin, put Shen Xizhi's arm on his shoulder, and explained: "Her friend, it seems to be Zhang Qi, you send her..." Qiao Zong paused and realized that he asked his assistant to send one. The girl didn't go home very well, so she changed her rhetoric: "You can contact her family."

Wang Chuang: "Okay."

Qiao Zong helped Shen Xizhi out of the bar, the sky outside was already dark, the lights were on, and the city was prosperous.

He pulled the car door, but the little girl didn't let him help, so she wandered into the car by herself.

Shen Xizhi got on the co-pilot, leaning in the seat, looking a little lazy.

After Joe got into the car, he leaned over to help her fasten the seat belt. When the buckle was pressed down, Shen Xizhi yawned.

The little girl yawned very well. She sipped her mouth and was gentle and delicate.

Qiao Zong leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek.

Shen Xizhi opened her eyes slightly, a little dazed, with her mouth still open, and turned her head to look at him.

Qiao Zong's eyes were dark, and the back of his hand put a sticker on the girl's cheek, and asked: "Back to school or go home?"

Shen Xizhi pouted her face and said vaguely: "Home."

"good."

Qiao Zong started the car and wanted to send her back to Shen's house, but one side saw the little girl tilt her head against the car window, her head swaying slightly as the car moved.

Dazed and soft.

He turned the front of the car and drove in the opposite direction of Shen's house.

The car was parked in front of his apartment in the city center, Qiao Zong parked the car, and warmly reminded: "Here."

The little girl stared and opened her eyes, probably because she trusted him too much. She didn't even see the surrounding environment, so she raised her hand and muttered: "Then brother hug me and get out of the car."

Qiao Zong drew the key's hand for a while, before he said nonchalantly: "Huh?"

He turned his head, looking at Shen Xizhi with pitch-black eyes.

The girl's face was flushed and her eyes were covered with water vapor. She stretched out her hand towards him and said softly, "Brother take me home."

I got off the car just now, and now it's going home.

The smile in Qiao Zong's eyes grew stronger, he got out of the car, walked around the body a few steps, and opened the door of Shen Xizhi's side.

The little girl tilted down from the seat like boneless, and didn't even loosen the seat belt.

Qiao Zong had to bend down, leaned into the car, and pressed down the buckle of the seat belt.

Shen Xizhi took advantage of the situation and hugged his neck. Qiao Zong was taken aback for a while, and a soft head came close to his chest, and the little head was still rubbing against his chest.

Her voice came from her chest stuffy: "Brother, I'm sleepy."

Qiao Zong smelled alcohol on the tip of his nose, which was a bit pungent, mixed with the floral scent on the girl's body. After being heated by body temperature, it turned into an unexpected and nostalgic smell.

He couldn't help but moved his hand down, to the girl's slender waist, and finally passed through her knees.

The arm forcefully lifted her out of the car.

He embraced the girl's back with one arm and her leg with the other arm, leading her towards the elevator.

The little girl held her shoulders, tucked the tip of her chin in his arms, and the tip of her nose overflowed with cat-like breathing.

Qiao Zong feels at ease, his body is actually a bit tired, but holding the little girl, he feels like he has found his home. Relaxed all over.

Passing through the dim parking lot, a slight night breeze blew over. With the light of the street lamp, Qiao lowered his eyes to look at the face of the girl in his arms.

When she lowered her eyes, she met Shen Xizhi's gaze.

The little girl was looking at him without blinking, her eyes focused so much that only him was reflected in those eyes.

For a moment, Qiao Zong wanted to rub her into the blood.

He asked in a dumb voice, "Zhizhi, who am I?"

"Qiao Zong," Shen Xizhi paused, lowered her head, buried her face in his shoulder, and whispered, "Brother."

Qiao Zong suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with the little girl being drunk.

He doesn't cry, make noisy, or make trouble, instead he just nestles in his arms obediently and calls his brother.

It seemed that he was the only one full of eyes.

Perhaps it was the dark night, or perhaps the alcohol on the girl's body paralyzed Qiao Zong's nerves.

Many thoughts came to his mind.

It was a kiss, a hug, and after a while, it became a frank meeting.

He remembered the last time Shen Xizhi went to Beijing to look for him. That night, the little girl asked him if he wanted to sleep with her.

Qiao Zong tightened his arms, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his pace accelerated under his feet, and a moment of hostility flashed in his eyes.

The elevator can go directly to the top floor.

After Shen Xizhi entered the elevator, her eyes were everywhere. She pulled at the neckline of Qiao Zong's shirt and asked, "Brother, why take the elevator?"

"Huh?" Qiao Zong breathed in her ear, and said in a breath: "Because my brother's house is on the top floor."

"Oh." Shen Xizhi reacted slowly and nodded awkwardly.

Qiao Zong bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Zhizhi, go home with brother, okay?"

Shen Xizhi's head was dizzy. In fact, she was already a little unable to think, she could only hear "good". So she followed Qiao Zong's words and nodded again: "Okay."

The elevator reached the floor and opened.

Inside was Qiao Zong’s residence. Qiao Zong put Shen Xizhi down and let her lean against him. He took the little girl’s waist from behind, pressed his lips to her ears, and gently bit her ears, coaxing her. Said: "Little girl, I'm home."