My Girl and Tenderness

Really, really, you suddenly say something like this with a serious look on your face, something unique and special... I will take it seriously, you know?

392. She is drunk, and the smell of alcohol is fragrant

He doesn't smoke or drink, and in this respect he is considered a self-disciplined person, although he plays a lot of mobile phone and computer games and likes to sleep in.

But at least these won’t harm your body, right?

It's just laziness.

Of course, he would not try something he did not like, but if it was for someone he cherished, it would be a little different. Just like when Haotian tricked him into drinking it, he said that it could make Fairy Zi recover.

But now, in order to please his good friend Mu Yue, he would feel sorry for all the efforts she has put in for him if he doesn't drink until he is drunk.

She listened to everything he said, and was willing to help no matter what he asked, and she took the initiative to give so much. People are all made of flesh and blood, Qin Kong saw it with his eyes and felt warm in his heart.

Apart from the women in his family, the only other girl who was so kind to him was Mu Yue.

"Please use."

The housekeeper poured him some wine. The liquid in the bronze cup was crystal clear, and if it weren't for the faint fragrance, one would think it was just ordinary water.

He picked up the cup and hesitated for a moment, then he remembered the time when he drank with the Immortal Haotian. He took advantage of his inability to control himself and established a physical relationship with him.

What a bad woman.

I don't know how she is now. She hasn't appeared since that time. Could she have been beaten to death by Aunt Hong? But Aunt Hong said no, so she shouldn't have lied to him.

Humph, it’s better for her to die, bad woman, you deserve to die.

I kept muttering to myself, cursing and chanting at the same time. Perhaps such complicated feelings are the special attraction of bad women?

I don’t know whether to love or hate.

Mu Yue held the cup and smiled at him:

"Come on, let's drink to our friendship."

"Well, cheers."

Ding.

Qin Kong clinked the cup lightly and didn't have time to hesitate. He drank it down without any image.

He almost drank a glass of the immortal's wine, but the ones here shouldn't be that strong. His strength has also improved a lot, so he won't be like before.

Besides, Mu Yue is not that kind of bad woman, it’s okay for her to get drunk, right?

The naive boy seemed to have forgotten that when he met Haotian before, he also thought that she was not a bad woman, but in the end...

How can bad women have the word "bad women" carved on their faces? They must be better at disguising themselves than good women. They only show their fangs when their targets are relaxed. ⑻

"Ha..."

After drinking one cup, I felt my whole body warm up, and the sword energy in my body flowed faster. The speed of cultivation increased, which was indeed beneficial.

"Hmm...it's so hot."

Mu Yue only took a sip and felt a little drunk. She gently pressed her neck with her hand, her face flushed, and her eyes became blurred.

It was as if a fire had flowed down from her neck to her stomach. She actually began to undress herself, taking off an outer garment and tearing open the collar of her inner garment, as if to get some fresh air.

Before they knew it, the waiters and artists had all disappeared, leaving only the two of them, being served by the housekeeper Bella, who was drunk and talked even more.

He looked at Mu Yue and shook her head, advising her -

"If you can't drink it, don't drink it."⑵

She was just an ordinary person, a girl at that, and she might not be able to handle something like the fairy wine. He spoke out of good intentions, but he didn't think that it would sound different to Mu Yue.

"Well!?"

She was about to give up, but his words made her widen her eyes and say -

"Who, who said I can't drink! Even if you are a good friend, you can't look down on me like this! Gulp gulp..."

"Hey?"

"belch!"

The originally pale complexion of the sickly young lady began to steam after drinking a glass of wine. Her fair skin was instantly dyed red, and her elegant face was a little broken, appearing unruly.

His tone was stammering——

"How, how about it... Is our friendship good enough? Hiccup!"

When she burped, she brought out the fragrant aroma of wine. Qin Kong could smell the alcohol coming from her skin, mixed with her faint body fragrance, which reached his nose.

It seems like I am about to lose track of who I am.

The butler apologized:

"The young lady actually never drinks. She is not in good health, as you can see."

She was already in a wheelchair and looked frail. Who couldn't see that Mu Yue was unwell? Qin Kong was also puzzled in his heart.

But I didn't dare to ask.

Now that he had a glass of wine, he couldn't hold back any more words, so he asked Mu Yue -

"Mu Yue, what's wrong with your body? You are so powerful, can't you cure your own illness?" Group 6 077 84197

"Me? My condition cannot be cured..."

Mu Yue lay on the table, playing with the wine glass with a ruddy face, and said in a daze -

"With my physical disability, I don't know how long I can live... I'm desperately looking for a solution, whether it's theology, science, or even immortal cultivation classics..."

"Everyone says I'm a genius, but... I just want to find my own salvation and be happy like an ordinary person..."

He seemed to be very drunk, and his words were incoherent. But Qin Kong could feel his trembling heart and a hint of despair.

Can't find your salvation no matter what field you are in?

She stood above all others, she was called a genius, but she had so much suffering that could not be understood by others. Everyone only saw her brilliance, not her fragility.

He gently took her hand and said:

"It's been hard work, but there will be hope. I will help you, my friend."

There should be a way if I ask Aunt Hong for help, right?

He had long since developed the habit of thinking of his perfect wife whenever he was in trouble, to the point where he couldn't even walk upright without his red wife.

She looked at his hand, then slowly raised her head and gazed at his gentle face. This was the first time she had seen such a man. She had shown him so much wealth, power and fame, but he seemed indifferent.

No luxury cars or fine wine could impress him, forcing her to do this, to give her true heart to him in exchange for his care.

In his eyes, there was only "friend", only her, without those additional externalities.

How could this not make her lost?

I started to feel that as long as I could be with him, it would be fine. He would be my final destination. I shouldn't think about anything else and just fall into depravity...

Falling into the land of gentleness, unable to struggle anymore.

"It's really scary..."

"what?"

"nothing."

Mu Yue chuckled, picked up the wine glass and was about to continue, saying -

"Come on, keep drinking."

"No."

Qin Kong stopped her and said -

"You can't drink anymore. Take care of yourself."

"No, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it..."

She actually threw a tantrum like a little child and said she would finish the drink with him, or else she would rather die.

Qin Kong felt a headache and said -

"Okay, okay, then I'll drink it for you, okay?"

She was so delicate, and she was really afraid that something might happen, so of course he would solve it.

One cup after another.

Slowly, he felt his vision becoming a little blurry, and his heart beat fast as he looked at Mu Yue's beautiful lips.

393. Ji Er loves and hates him

Feeling dizzy...

Although it is not as good as the wine of immortals, he can still drink a lot. Before, he and Haotian only drank one cup of wine together, but today he drank who knows how many kilograms.

He seemed a little too arrogant relying on his physique as a cultivator, but it was no big deal as he was still conscious.

"Hahaha... honey, give me, give me... wine..."

Mu Yue leaned on him unconsciously, and the elegant and calm noble lady finally revealed an even more unbearable appearance in front of him.

They started talking nonsense, calling each other dear. If you didn't know, you would think they were calling husband.

It seems that the word "dear" always appears in those translated movies. Is it possible that it is a foreigner's speaking habit? Well, that should be the case.

Although the truth comes out when drunk, it is impossible for her to treat him as her husband.

Qin Kong looked down at her soft body. She seemed to be getting hotter and hotter. She pulled her collar wider, revealing a large area of ​​her white collarbone.

The bra straps can be seen on the rounded shoulders.

The mellow smell of alcohol drifted into his nose, making him unsure of how to deal with it. He shifted his gaze slightly, watching her trying to reach out for the wine glass. He frowned slightly and grabbed her hand back into his arms, coaxing her - "No, you can't drink anymore."

"Well... no... there's one more thing..."

"It's gone, you see."

Qin Kong directly grabbed the last bit of wine in her glass and poured it into his own mouth. He gently covered his head and shook it, but the flying shadow in front of his eyes could not be alleviated.

There it comes again, that burning feeling in the stomach.

Scar Muyue was still squirming in his arms, like a cat, scratching his body with her little hands and acting coquettishly.

5. Buzz

⒎The cell phone suddenly rang, he took it out of his pocket, it was a message from an unfamiliar number -

6. “Where are you?”

6 Qin Kong tilted his head.

⑶What? It's a message like checking up on the man. It's like a wife questioning her husband who is fooling around outside, when he is obviously socializing seriously.

Is it the wives at home? It seems not. He knows all their numbers. This one is unfamiliar.

4. “Who are you?”

② “I’m Si Ji. I have something to tell you. Please come to school.”

He laughed when he saw this and replied:

"What? It's Ji'er. I haven't seen you for a few days. Did you miss me? You even checked my number. Do you care so much about me?"

"???" Looking at his frivolous remarks, Si Ji suspected that he had drunk fake wine, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he deserved a beating.

She pursed her lips softly, and began to hesitate in her heart. Should she really convey her uncle and mother's words to him? If he knew that the Si family owed him such a great favor, and used this as an excuse to make some... very excessive demands, should she obey or not?

But if we don’t say it, wouldn’t the Si family become a third-rate force that knows how to thank others but doesn’t repay them?

How could there be such a person who not only caught her but also saved her life and her mother? From any angle, Si Ji had already repaid him, so how could she hide it from him now?

Her fingertips trembled slightly. In fact, she, the eldest young master of the Si family, could not face him at all. She could barely send a message and did not even dare to call him directly.

She would definitely be bullied by him. He had been bullying her since they met.

But she was becoming increasingly unable to do anything to him.

Just let him do whatever he wants.

Gently covering her pretty buttocks, Si Ji blushed, took a deep breath to calm herself down, and replied -

"You are our family's benefactor. If we want to talk to you, please come to the school to find me. If you have any requests, please tell us. We will agree to whatever we can do for you."