Chapter 118 Jun Sanshao Deliberately Dropped the Horse

Affected by this force, Qiao Qing leaned forward unexpectedly, placing her hands on the bed on both sides of Jun Yexuan's body.

Jun Yexuan took her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, "I got myself drunk just to give you a chance, you have to take it firmly."

Qiao Qing: "..."

"You don't know, how many men and women in the country miss me? Only if you don't take me seriously, you don't even want to send me to the door. A little girl who doesn't know what's good or bad is not blessed in the midst of happiness."

Qiao Qing: "..."

He grabbed her small hands and put them on the collar of his shirt. "There is only one chance. After this village, there is no such shop."

Qiao Qing: "..."

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the bright moonlight poured in through the window, illuminating the eyebrows of the two of them.

Under the shadow of the night, in the contrast of the moon.

The man's handsome face, which was already fascinating, was dyed a faint blush due to drunkenness.

Like the crimson dyed with peach blossoms in March, the beauty of Begonia in July, enchanting and beautiful to the extreme.

Even a person with a firm mind cannot escape a surge of qi and blood when he sees such a fairy-like man.

Even Qiao Qing had to admit that this man did have the capital of narcissism.

However, she is not a person who is addicted to beauty after all.

Just as he was about to throw off his hand and leave, a string of sweet songs rang in his ears.

Qiao Qing felt that her phone was ringing for a moment, but quickly realized that her phone had always been set to mute.

When it was clear that the singing came from the man in front of him, Qiao Qing was stunned for a moment.

Once upon a time, this pure and healing voice accompanied her through sleepless nights.

xj, a maverick and mysterious singer, released songs without any soundtrack, only his original acapella voice.

Don't sing about love, don't talk about utilitarianism.

Only the true feelings that come from the heart and directly hit the soul, through the voice of the healing department, leave people with endless reverie.

She had no intentions, and she was not a person who was interested.

When she first met Jun Yexuan, the reason why she changed her mind and came back to save his life was because she thought his voice was very similar to this song.

But later he was disturbed by his rogue character, so he didn't go to the bottom of it.

Unexpectedly, it was really him.

In a daze, the lips suddenly became hot, and the mellow aroma of wine invaded.

Qiao Qing's pupils shrank, and when he wanted to go deeper, he suddenly reached out and pushed him away, turned and walked out.

"Bang" sounded the door closing, Qiao Qing pressed her back against the door panel, and the lights and shadows raged in her mind.

The collision of breath just now was like throwing a pebble in the heart lake, and ripples spread everywhere.

In the room separated by the door, Jun Yexuan maintained the posture of being pushed down on the bed by Qiao Qing, his eyes were clear and clear, where is there the slightest bit of drunkenness just now?

He raised his hand, tapped his jade-like fingertips on his lips, and the smile gradually spread to the corners of his eyes and brows, which was astonishingly beautiful.

in another room.

Mu Jingheng was lying in the bathtub with his eyes closed, feeling Chen Ming's comprehensive and thoughtful scrubbing service, his eyelashes trembling like Parkinson's.

Can't wait for Chen Ming to stop, he couldn't help howling in his heart, don't you need to be so comprehensive? He didn't vomit his whole body!

This pair of sons can't do their best, can they?

At the same time, he was thinking about it, he sacrificed everything for Jun Yexuan.

If he still can't take down the little sister-in-law, he is the one who is most sorry!

After waiting for Chen Ming to finish, Mu Jingheng exhaled a long breath.

Based on the sense of touch, Mu Jingheng thought to himself, fortunately he wiped it with a towel, if he had zero-distance contact, he would have been furious.

However, when he narrowed a slit and saw Chen Ming holding a white handkerchief on the shelf, his eyes widened instantly.

Mu Jingheng grabbed Chen Ming's wrist, his tone was on the verge of going berserk, "You wiped me with this veil?!"