President spoils me again today

In fact, cen Qinghe's a very good drinker. At least among women, she seldom meets her rivals, but Shang Shaocheng has seen her "immoral after drinking" several times. Last time, in winter city, she cried and bit when she was drunk; This time it was better. I didn't cry, but I kept laughing.

The driver sat in front of the car, and Shang Shaocheng sat behind with Cen Qinghe in her arms. She was drunk and couldn't score clearly, but she was very excited. She laughed and sang, "I just want to give you a favor. Isn't this love, isn't it love..."

When she came out of the private room, she was singing this sentence over and over again. Sometimes the tune was running, but she went deep.

Excited to dance, cen Qinghe has been in chaos, Shang Shaocheng took her hand, whispered: "you are not sleepy?"

CEN Qinghe glanced at him, raised his lips and said with a smile, "I'm not sleepy. Why should I be sleepy? I'm energetic. Where are we going now, brother Xuan? I want to ask him to sing" go to the end of the world "together..."

It seems that everyone who drinks too much will fall into two kinds of death cycle. One is Jin Jiatong's drowsiness, and the other is Cen Qinghe's rambling.

Shangshaocheng's rare good temper also replied: "Chen Boxuan sent Cai Xinyuan back. We'll go home. Don't ask him to sing any more. He makes me feel airsick and vomit all night."

CEN Qinghe leaned on him with half a soft body. Hearing the speech, she looked up at him and said with a smile, "I can hear it. You say brother Xuan's singing is disgusting... I want to tell him."

Shang Shaocheng said, "who are you with?"

CEN Qinghe didn't want to say: "I'm with Xinyuan."

Shang Shaocheng asked, "besides her?"

"And Jiatong."

"What else?"

CEN Qinghe thought for a moment, and then he said with a smile, "you, I'm with you."

It's really beauty in the eyes of the beholder. Cen Qinghe is like this, but Shang Shaocheng still likes it. He likes it no matter how she is.

He reached out and rubbed the top of her hair. He said softly, "remember, we are a group. We should be clear about the distance."

CEN Qinghe wanted to nod, but his chin dropped, and suddenly his whole head sank, so that he could hang down. Shang Shaocheng quickly helped her, cen Qinghe frowned, disgusted.

He vaguely saw that her expression was not right, and asked in a low voice, "uncomfortable?"

CEN Qinghe closed his lips and did not speak.

The taxi driver in front looked in the rearview mirror and said, "do you want to vomit? I'll park my car by the side of the road. Please take care of it. Don't throw up. I can't even find a place to wash my car in the middle of the night. "

Soon the car stopped by the side of the road. Shang Shaocheng stepped out of the car and helped Cen Qinghe down. CEN Qinghe got out of the car and lay down in his arms with his eyes closed. Shang Shaocheng held her in one hand, took out his wallet in the other hand, and gave the driver a 100 note. He said don't look for it and let him go first.

At 3 a.m. on the streets of the night city, there are few people on the sidewalk, only the bright neon from the nearby high-rise buildings, and the bright white street lights on both sides of the road.

Shang Shaocheng looked down at the man in his arms and asked: "do you want to throw up?"

CEN Qinghe closed his eyes and snorted. He didn't know whether he wanted to vomit or not.

When shangshaocheng saw this, it was hard to avoid a person muttering: "you don't know if I sold it to you. If three women run out and get drunk, none of them is reliable..."

It's very stuffy in the taxi, and the air is not good. Now standing on the side of the road, cen Qinghe breathes the clear air with his eyes closed. He just feels that the whole person is very comfortable, so comfortable that he can fall asleep at any time.

Recently, the temperature of the night city is cooling very fast, and the coldest night is almost zero. Shang Shaocheng is afraid that she has a cold, so he just wakes her up, pats her face and says, "open your eyes."

CEN Qinghe hard to stir up half eyelids, squint at the person in front, speechless, only hum.

Shangshaocheng said, "don't sleep, wait until you get home."

CEN Qinghe rolled his eyes, and his eyelids fell uncontrollably. Shangshaocheng hugs her in front of him. He wears a short leather coat, opens the skirt of the leather coat, protects her in the clothes, and then waits for a taxi.

CEN Qinghe didn't make any more noise when she got into the taxi again. She was really sleepy and sleepy. The car drove into Pangu aristocratic family and stopped downstairs. Shang Shaocheng gave her money to get off, picked her up and walked back.

The driver took the money and looked at the figure of the two people who left. He seemed envious and helpless and shook his head. He sighed that this is the world of the rich. All the drunken girls he took home are singing every night. But who let people live in hundreds of millions of luxury houses, rich and powerful.

After driving around the community, he left contentedly. Some people here can't get in all their lives. This time, he opened his eyes. When he comes back, he can talk more with his peers and say that he has been in Pangu family.

With Cen Qinghe in his arms, shangshaocheng takes the elevator all the way up the stairs. When he gets to the door, he puts her down, embraces her with one hand and opens the door with the other.

The second child in the family heard the news long ago. He was waiting at the door early in the morning, wagging his big tail. When he saw Shang Shaocheng bringing Cen Qinghe back, he hummed happily and rubbed his big nose against her leg.

"To the side." He said in a low voice. After changing his shoes, he picked her up and walked to the second floor. He followed her all the way until he put her on the master bed.

When he took off his coat, he put his two forepaws on the bed and put out his tongue to lick her face.

"Little two." Shang Shaocheng caught a glimpse and frowned, but it was too late. Cen Qinghe was so scared that he trembled and tried to open his eyes.

In the eye is Xiao er's hairy face, which looks like a wolf. Her pupils are gray and blue, like two big gemstones. Cen Qinghe was awakened from a deep sleep and was caught off guard. In such a picture, she was scared to turn over and hide.

Shang Shaocheng was afraid that she would be stung, so he quickly went to press her, picked her up, and said in a voice, "it's OK, it's sophomore."

Finally saw a face, cen Qinghe slowly half shot back to God, the heart is still beating, she did a relaxed expression for a long time, almost to kneel.

In fact, she is kneeling beside the bed, Shang Shaocheng embraces her back, and Xiao Er stands under the bed, wagging her tail.

After a while, cen Qinghe returned to his original position and looked around at the decorations. She said in a low voice, "why am I here?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "you have to come back with me."

She looked up at him. "Ah?"

Shang Shaocheng bullied her and told a lie with his eyes open, "don't you remember?"

CEN Qinghe stretched out his hand and rubbed his head. He frowned and said, "I have no impression at all."

He said: "I don't know who I am when I open my eyes."

CEN Qinghe is drunk seven times and wakes up three times. Her knees are tired. She sits on the bedside and tries to recall what she remembers recently.

She remembers two people standing on the road in the middle of the way, but she has no impression of how they came here later.

Xiao Er came up to her and lifted a paw to pick her leg. Cen Qinghe raised his hand to touch her head. The soft and familiar touch was not a dream.

Shang Shaocheng took off his leather jacket. It was a white sweater inside. He stood at the bedside table and untied his watch strap. He looked at her and said, "is it hard to be sad?"

CEN Qinghe just wanted to shake his head to say that it was not uncomfortable, but as soon as he shook his head, he was dizzy. She frowned and said, "it's a little disgusting."

Shang Shaocheng said, "take a bath and go to bed early."

CEN Qinghe leaned to the bed and said weakly, "go ahead, I'll lie down for a while."

Shangshaocheng put the watch aside, went to her side, leaned down, hands on her side, his tall body immediately covered all the light in front of her.

She didn't completely close her eyes and half squinted at him. In a trance, she saw the corners of his lips on his beautiful face. She knew that he would lower his head and kiss her. Sure enough, soon he would press down his head and kiss her lips.

She closed her eyes and allowed him to kiss herself. He opened her lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue and probed into the entrance. Cen Qinghe lay soft and motionless, all on his own initiative.

After a few kisses, Shang Shaocheng raised a hand and stroked her face. At the same time, he quietly knelt on the bedside with one knee, and his whole body was gradually approaching from leaning over.

He kisses her lips and opens his eyes to see the expression on her face. She has long curly eyelashes and doesn't respond.

The big hand slowly glides down her arm and finally falls on her waist. She is wearing a slim black sweater. There is a white gap between the hem of the sweater and the blue jeans, which is the skin of her waist.

Shangshaocheng's fingers opened the sweater and looked in. Her skin was warm and greasy, just as he imagined.

He touched her waist, the whole person instantly more emotional, body completely down, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.

CEN Qinghe opened his eyes at the moment when he tried to lift her sweater. He pressed his hand across the sweater with one hand and picked his arm with the other. She said in a hurry: "shangshaocheng..."

Shang Shaocheng always keeps his eyes open. He doesn't say anything to her. He just stares at her without blinking.

CEN Qinghe was very tight all over. Her eyes were five minutes confused and five minutes awake. Her lips opened. She said in a low voice: "you go to take a bath quickly."

Shangshaocheng's beautiful face was hidden behind the light, with naked obsession in his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "I miss you."

CEN Qinghe's whole body's blood surges up and down quickly, her cheek is hot, she whispers back: "I miss you too."

He glared at her and said, "give it to me. Don't be afraid. We will be the same in the future."

CEN Qinghe's a heart mentioned throat eye son, under such circumstance, just a read between. She didn't know how to refuse, but the only reason left told her that it was really too soon. After all, they were only together for a short time.

As time went by, cen Qinghe was afraid that Shang Shaocheng would be unhappy after a long delay, so she said in a voice, "if I don't promise, will you be angry?"

Shang Shaocheng's face did not change. He only replied in a low voice, "do you want to hear the truth?"