1286. Chapter 1286 Please Take Care of Me in This Life【52】

Her white body twisted impatiently, her head buried deeper and deeper into the thin quilt, and her whole face was hidden.

Because of her rubbing, the hem of her shirt was pulled up, revealing the edge of her round buttocks...

The young marshal's eyes were already straight.

The exposed rounded edges seemed to be sending a silent invitation to him. Unable to control himself, his body became hot, and his hand stretched out uncontrollably.

The fingertips, gently and slowly, touched her smooth skin, going up, and up again...

sky!

The young marshal suddenly began to breathe heavily, and Yun Xiaobai was not wearing anything underneath!

In other words, his hands can directly break into the most beautiful place.

Yun Xiaobai, Yun Xiaobai...

The intensity of the stroking changed from light to uncontrollably heavy.

Unknowingly, he was lying down next to her, his big hands exploring into her shirt...

"Well... don't..." Xiaobai, who had never been treated like this before, suddenly muttered and twisted restlessly, as if trying to get rid of the mischievous hand on his back.

The young marshal took a deep breath, withdrew his hand and turned her over with a strong force. Xiaobai turned to lie sideways next to him.

His stomach was churning, Xiaobai opened his eyes suddenly, jumped out of bed and rushed directly into the bathroom.

"vomit--"

Soon, the sound of her vomiting came from the bathroom.

The young marshal took a few breaths to calm down, then walked into the bathroom and took Xiaobai, who was still bent over and retching, into his arms.

"Is it hard?" The soft voice overflowed with his unique tenderness.

Xiaobai half-opened his eyes and nodded drowsily: "I want to vomit..."

"Come on, have a sip." A glass of water was brought to her lips. Xiaobai took a sip and spat it out.

He took her out of the bathroom and fed her hangover soup, "Come, lie down and sleep."

Laying her limp body on the bed, he lay beside her, leaning his head on his head and looking at her uncomfortable face under the light.

He pinched her cheek distressedly and murmured: "Are you suffering? Let's see if you dare to get drunk next time."

Xiaobai opened her eyes. She was retching because she couldn't spit out anything. At this time, her dark eyes were looking at him with wet eyes, and she shouted in confusion: "Brother Rong?"

"Yes." The young marshal's delicate face seemed to glow under the light.

Her eyes were overflowing with tenderness.

"Ah...it's Brother Rong..." Xiaobai rolled into his arms and hugged him.

She rubbed her head in his arms coquettishly and exhaled with satisfaction: "...it smells so good...Brother Rong, you smell so good."

fragrant?

The young marshal raised his eyebrows, why didn't he know he had a scent?

He didn't speak, and his fingertips were playing with her face leisurely. Xiaobai purred for a while, then squeezed into his arms, "Brother Rong... do you know the young commander?"

I'm really drunk.

Ask him if he knows the young commander?

The young marshal rubbed her beautiful rose petal lips with his fingertips, "We know you, what's the matter?"

"Oh...if you know the young marshal, can you tell him for me that he doesn't like me?"

The hand that rested on her lips paused suddenly and gradually stiffened. He suppressed the anger boiling in his chest and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you want him to like you?"

"Well, let me think about it." Xiaobai shook his head and really thought about it seriously.

After a while, the young marshal asked: "Have you figured it out yet?"

"I can't figure it out. What should I do if I can't figure it out?" Xiaobai looked up at him pitifully.