Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 340 Mr. Xu Started to Show Off

Ning Zhixu looks a bit like... drunk?
Nan Yi sat on the concrete platform, hooked his neck with one hand and pressed it in front of him, and touched his face with the other hand: "It's so hot. Do you drink in one cup?"

It is true that Ning Zhixu is invincible for drinking.

He's drinking really, really badly.

At this moment, there is still a bit of consciousness remaining, and he still knows how to hold the little girl and let her hang on his body: "I should last a while. It's cold at night, go back to the room."

Nan Yi was afraid that he would lose stability and fall down the stairs, so she quickly jumped out of his arms.

Standing beside him and grabbing his sleeve, he said anxiously: "I'll take you away, don't fall down."

The young man stood still, his dark eyes staring straight at her, gradually becoming grievous.

The voice was a little low and lost: "Don't you like me? Why don't you hold hands?"

"."

This is what he said, can he last a while?
Nan Yi bets that Ning Zhixu is drunk now.

It's too fast too.

She deliberately didn't hold him, raised her chin, and her delicate face was a little arrogant: "Don't you like me too? Why don't you take the initiative?"

"Oh."

The young man clasped her wrist that was grabbing his sleeve with his backhand, his fingers slid down, and his warm five fingers tightly clasped hers: "Okay."

He was drunk—

So good!
Nan Yi seemed to have discovered something novel and shook his hand: "Ning Zhixu, who do you like?"

Drunk boy: "Nan Yi."

Nan Yi: "How much do you like it?"

The boy who was about to lose his footing: "I like it the most."

The smile on the corner of the little girl's lips deepened, and then she leaned closer, pressed her chin against his chest, and asked with her small face up, "Then have you ever thought about doing something bad to her?"

"." The young man's eyes were blurred with mist, and after a long while, he pursed his lips lightly: "I want to hug, want to kiss, and want to sleep."

This dead dog.

Sure enough, boring.

It was almost early morning, and the temperature on the rooftop was low, which was not suitable for a romantic relationship. Nan Yi grabbed his hand and led him downstairs, ready to unlock the hidden personality of the drunk Master Xu.

The sixth floor seemed a bit high at the moment.She watched carefully for fear that he would fall.

After finally returning to the lounge, the boy fell down on the bed as soon as he entered, lying on the bed with his arms hanging by the bed.

Nan Yi squatted down in front of the folding bed, resting her chin with one hand while touching the boy's face with the other.His fingertips slid across every part of his facial features, and finally landed on his lips, and pressed lightly.

He half-opened his eyes to look at her the whole time, his fine hair fell between his eyebrows, and he looked obedient and milky.

"Ning Zhixu, you are a school bully, and you can't drink very well."

The little girl traced the shape of his lips with her fingers, muttering to herself.

"But you are so nice."

"Is this a cute contrast?"

The young man looked at her silently, with an intoxicating gleam in his eyes.And with the light in the room, Nan Yi could clearly see the flush on his face.

"Want to drink water?"

Nan Yi wanted to pour water for him, but when she brushed her fingers against his lips and was about to leave, the quiet young man suddenly opened his mouth and bit her finger.

The strength is very light.

It is said to be biting, but it is just a delicate rubbing of the teeth.

In fact, to be precise, it's more like Han.

Her fingers were wet.

How can this go!The little girl squatted back to the side of the bed, her face flushed red: "Ning Zhixu, are you taking advantage of alcohol to make a fuss?"

The young man pulled his lips and smiled innocently, then let go of her fingers and released her fingers.

The hand that had fallen on the side of the bed lifted her up to wrap around the back of her neck, and used her strength to push her over.

The malt aroma of beer lingered between his lips and teeth, and the young man murmured in a young voice, his magnetic voice was like a bewitching poison, and one couldn't help being deeply intoxicated by it.

He was the one who was drunk, but Nan Yi was also a little dizzy at the moment.

What he said was: "Nan Yi, I want to kiss you."

　Good morning, good morning, chirp, chirp, chirp.

　　It's a bit late to post, but the ones I see are the ones who are really destined.

　　What are you doing?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)