Chapter 877 A Man Who Drinks and Acts Rogue

In the living room, Deng Wanting walked to the sofa and knelt down, trying to wake him up.

"Jintang?"

It called a few more times, but the one lying down didn't move at all.

Seeing the man sleeping on his back with his butt sticking out, Deng Wanting couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, with a graceful smile on her lips.

Suddenly she remembered what Third Young Master Ji and Young Master Ling had said to her just before they left. With a slight smile on her face, Deng Wanting turned around again.

He took off the shoes on Xiao Jintang's feet, grabbed Xiao Jintang's shoulders with both hands, and then pushed them to the side with all his strength.

1--2--3!

…

"call……"

Deng Wanting took a breath and finally turned Xiao Jintang's body sideways.

Seeing that he was about to lie down again, Deng Wanting was so anxious that she quickly stood up and sat down, directly pressing her back against his body that was about to lie down. The hair that was tied behind the ears fell down in strands and was slightly messy.

Deng Wanting turned sideways again, held the back of Xiao Jintang's neck with both hands, and then moved over little by little.

After a lot of effort, Xiao Jintang was finally turned face up. There were also some small beads of sweat on Deng Wanting's plump forehead.

Looking at the man who still had his eyes closed, Deng Wanting curled her lips.

Although he is so thin, he turns out to be full of lean meat. The difference in body shape between men and women is really too obvious.

Fortunately, the sofa is big enough.

…

Deng Wanting was about to stand up, but was pulled by an external force. She sat back down heavily and fell into his arms.

Deng Wanting lowered her head, and the man's slender palms came around her back, hugging her waist and covering her flat belly tightly.

Suddenly, Deng Wanting blushed, reached out to grab his arm, and whispered,

"Release quickly."

Xiao Jintang lowered his head and buried it into Deng Wanting's waist. He rubbed it and muttered vaguely,

"Don't let me go! I won't let go of my fairy until I die!"

I will never let go..."

The tone of his words was just like that of a naughty little boy. He looked at her closely with half-open eyes, and his eyebrows were raised one after another.

…

Seeing that Deng Wanting was angry and funny, but she couldn't be more serious with a drunk person, Deng Wanting could only soften her tone, with a faint smile on her eyebrows,

"I'm not leaving. I'm going to get you a towel to wipe your face."

"real?"

"real."

Xiao Jintang slowly let go of his hand.

After a while, Deng Wanting brought a half-wrung wet towel and a glass of brown sugar water.

Deng Wanting wiped his face first, and Xiao Jintang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the broken hair on his forehead, curled his mouth, and muttered again,

"Fairy, my hair style is gone."

Deng Wanting was stunned for a moment.

"It's long gone."

"Then am I still handsome?"

Xiao Jintang tilted his head and looked at her with half-open deep eyes, his eyelids covered with a thin layer of mist. Deng Wanting was frightened and nodded.

She had to admit that Xiao Jintang looked more sexy and charming like this.

…

Xiao Jintang suddenly grinned with a paralyzed expression and smiled wildly, wishing that all his teeth were exposed.

"Fairy, honesty is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, keep carrying it forward!"

Deng Wanting stiffly twitched the corners of her mouth.

I almost forgot, this man is the essence of being funny.

Deng Wanting helped Xiao Jintang sit up again, picked up the brown sugar water on the coffee table, and fed it to his mouth.

"Drink quickly."

"Fairy, what is this?"

Xiao Jintang raised his head and asked her, and Deng Wanting raised her eyebrows.

"poison."

"oh."

Xiao Jintang had lowered his head and drank heavily. Finally, he smacked his lips and said,

"Fairy, the poison is so sweet~~~"

Deng Wanting rolled her eyelids, but couldn't help but smile.

He said that even if she gave her poison, he would eat it like honey without hesitation.

…

Deng Wanting wiped Xiao Jintang's mouth with a towel and asked softly,

"Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Xiao Jintang frowned and shook his head, mumbling,

"Fairy, I'm hot."

Deng Wanting saw sweat breaking out on his forehead that he had just wiped, and then she remembered that the air conditioner was on in the room, the temperature was set to a relatively high level, and he was still wearing a woolen coat.

"Then let me help you take off your clothes."

Xiao Jintang suddenly protected his chest with his hands, looking like a good woman who was humiliated and panicked, her deep misty eyes became even more confused,

"Fairy, do you want to molest me~~~?"

…

Only then did Deng Wanting realize that there was some ambiguity in what she just said. Her blushing cheeks deepened and she turned away unnaturally.

"Then...then you---"

But before she could finish speaking, Xiao Jintang had already rushed over to Deng Wanting with her breasts open and rested on Deng Wanting's shoulder.

"Come on, come on, fairy, come and molest me!"

Deng Wanting's face was already red, but she couldn't resist such a drunken man, so she could only take off Xiao Jintang's coat without a face.

"call……"

Deng Wanting took another long breath, raised her head, and saw Xiao Jintang's handsome face magnified in front of her eyes, looking at her with drunken eyes.

"Fairy, you seem to be very hot too."

While saying this, a certain man reached out to wipe the thin sweat on her forehead.

…

Deng Wanting felt inexplicably panicked and retorted,

"I'm not hot."

Xiao Jintang nodded honestly, let out a sigh, and lowered his head.

Deng Wanting took a deep breath, calmed her mind, and asked with a straight face,

"Do you... feel better now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Well...I feel uncomfortable all over."

Deng Wanting was still mumbling, and she didn't even notice it. Her angry tone was full of heartache.

"Who asked you to drink so much wine? Can you not feel uncomfortable even if you are drunk? I will make you some more pear soup. You can lie here for a while."

Just as Deng Wanting stood up, her wrist suddenly clicked.

The whole person suddenly became weightless.

Before he could even exclaim, he fell onto Xiao Jintang's chest, making an ambiguous crash.

…

Deng Wanting frowned, thinking Xiao Jintang was teasing her again.

"Aren't you feeling uncomfortable if I don't leave? I'll make pear soup for you, and you--"

Before he finished speaking, his waist suddenly tightened.

Xiao Jintang clasped his palms hard and turned sideways. Before Deng Wanting could react, the up and down positions were reversed.

She was pinned beneath him.

Xiao Jintang slowly lowered his head.

The evil/charming male aura hit her even more intensely, mixed with the disturbing aroma of red wine, blowing on her face, and his anxious gaze locked on her even more passionately.

"Fairy, I don't want to drink pear soup..."

Deng Wanting suddenly panicked, and she didn't know where to put her clenched palms.

Through a layer of shirt fabric, she could even feel the heat released from his chest, almost burning her.