The sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom. After a long time, Luo Xiaojing reflected that the God had entered her bathroom.

What to do? What to do?

She couldn't pull the God out, nor did she dare to order him out, nor did she dare to leave directly.

Because Dashen is drunk now, it's bad to faint in the bathroom.

So why sit here and wait for the God to wash?

Luo Xiaojing is a little crazy. As soon as he gets to bed, Shan suddenly stands up.

If she sat here waiting, she would be the concubine waiting for the emperor.

Holding her red face in her hands, she trotted out of the room to look for the sober medicine downstairs.

Finally, I found it in the cupboard on the left. I adjusted it and brought it back to the room.

God, he It's still washing.

The collapse of Luo Xiao leaning on the computer desk to think about countermeasures, it seems that now there is only one way, is to give her room to God, she went downstairs sofa to make do with the night.

Just thinking, the water stopped, Leng Yu came out of the bathroom.

Luo Xiaojing looks for a voice and looks up. Suddenly, he is scared by the man with only a towel around his waist.

Strong chest, not yet dry drops slowly slide to his abdominal muscles, hidden in the looming Mermaid line, Luo Xiaojing finally understand what is male, just after the bath, mature and charming God is.

I don't know how long it took her to recover. She quickly covered her eyes and turned her back.

"No bath towel?"

The blush of the small face has not faded, and the great God's question makes her stiff again.

So the towel around Dashen's waist is hers?

Can't think about it any more, the blood red cheeks will let her explode on the spot, Luo Xiaojing like a crab moved to the wardrobe, opened and took out the neat towel, with feeling toward Lengyu threw in the past.

"Boss, I, I went out first."

"What's on the table?"

"Ah, it's sobering medicine!" Luo Xiaojing steps a meal, body shape turns back, "boss, you drink it."

If Dashen can wake up in a short time after drinking the sobering medicine, maybe she won't have to sleep on the sofa.

Leng Yu then took a breath, licked the sexy thin lips, and put the cup at hand.

"Good night, boss."

Luo Xiaojing's hand just waved, the wrist don't know how many times is cold Yu hold.

What's more, her exclamation seemed to scare the God, and his body fell back.

Defenseless Luo Xiaojing is dragged by inertia and pressed on Leng Yu.

The first time is the God pressure her, the second time is she pressure God, she is anxious to support herself, quickly stand up, was pressed fingers spread a pain.

Poor hand, is pressed by the big God in the waist, Luo Xiaojing frowned: "big God, can you please lift a waist?"

Another kind of close distance makes Luo Xiaojing's breathing short. Her face is sticking to Leng Yu's chest. The man's strong chest muscles are like a fire, which makes her face hot again.

"What are you doing with your waist?"

A hoarse voice came from the top of his head, and Luo Xiaojing said: "you pressed my finger."

Leng Yu raised his waist with cooperation.

Just didn't expect, he raised the waist movement range is a little big.

Even if the action is so violent, Luo Xiaojing wears pajamas before Leng Yu gets drunk.

The thin material, suddenly also with a trace of fire hot feeling.

Luo Xiaojing takes advantage of the situation to hide for a while, but she is still swept by the strong hormones sent out by Leng Yu. Her only reason reminds her that her fingers have left the prison. She pulls them out in a hurry and gets up to run.

If you don't run, who knows what will happen?

Luo Xiaojing thinks in the heart, also put into the action, but a foot just raised, Leng Yu suddenly hugged her waist.

Her hands were untied, and she was shackled.

"Boss, are you really drunk?"

Don't blame Luo Xiaojing doubt, how can drunk man always accurately catch himself?

That pair of eyes also particularly clear, not half drunk appearance.

But there was a strong wine in his breath

Defeated, defeated, she is really defeated by the God, he is not overbearing after drunk, but shameless!

"I'm not drunk!" Leng Yu's affirmative answer made Luo Xiaojing stunned. As soon as the idea of pretending to be drunk rose, Leng Yu said, "if I'm drunk, how can I help you with your tutoring?"

Still drunk!

But it's past midnight!

Luo Xiaojing's plaintive lips haven't beeped up yet. Leng Yu slowly releases her and gives her a look that you can cram until dawn if you still dare to run.

Then I got up and went to the bookshelf, picked out a few books and threw them on the bed one by one.

Luo Xiaojing takes a look

Precious metal materials and jewelry making, jewelry appraisal, jewelry design, jade and crystal.This has something to do with the so-called carving tutorial of the great God, not much.

"Starting from jade and crystal, your foundation is too poor."

Luo Xiaojing helplessly takes it up and turns it absently, secretly aims at Leng Yu with his eyes.

Leng Yu's eyes are deep, and his dark pupils are even deeper in the slightly bright light. The dark lake is sweeping out pieces of light and shadow at the bottom of his eyes. Luo Xiaojing thinks that the God is not drunk.

How can a drunken person make it to this time? You should go back to sleep! Is it sobering pills that sober him up?

Luo Xiaojing tentatively said: "boss..."

"If you don't pay attention to basic knowledge, I will punish you."

Thinking of the picture that just made her blush and heartbeat, Luo Xiaojing immediately understood what the great God's so-called punishment was, so he quickly closed his mouth and turned his attention to the book jade and crystal.

As time goes by, the hands of the clock are almost two. Luo Xiaojing yawns and squints at the God leaning on the head of the bed and the pillow. He is depressed and wants to kill people.

Big God how not sleepy, she not only eyes fast open, long time low neck also acid to death.

She really can't stand it!

But I dare not open my mouth, for fear that what I say will make the God more sober.

Eyelids in the fight, she was forced to support lightly crawling on the head of the bed, can't sleep, always let his neck comfortable, so she and Leng Yu the same posture, change to rely on the pillow to see jade and crystal.

When can the great God sleep and when can she be free?

Think about, just listen to the sound.

Luo Xiaojing's book fell on the carpet, but she didn't realize it.

"Luo Xiaojing..."

Burning breath came again, Luo Xiaojing disorderly put his hands to block: "God, the bed is given to you, you let me sleep?"

Sleepy eyes have already closed, Luo Xiaojing murmurs with purplish red lips, thick long eyelashes tremble.

When she fell asleep, she was very quiet, with only a little wrinkle between her eyebrows, as if complaining that the soft bed was occupied by some shameless man.

Leng Yu looks at her small face of powder run to smile lightly, slowly close some.

Hearing her breathing, he carefully moves her head and puts it on the pillow. Xu finds a comfortable position. Luo Xiaojing gives a smack of his mouth and his soft body shrinks into Leng Yu's arms