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Chapter 113 Tang Zhihuan: They Are All My Own People

Papa Song pushed twice, but Tang Zhihuan didn't respond.

"Xixi, help Xiao Tang into the room and go to sleep, and you'll be fine when you wake up." Father Song looked at Song Xixi, perhaps a little drunk, with kindness in his eyes, and smiled casually. bedroom.

He is still very satisfied with Tang Zhihuan's performance today.

Although the amount of alcohol is average, but if you drink too much and don't make trouble, his daughter will not suffer in the future, and there will be no hidden dangers.

Song Xixi watched Song's mother help Song's father to go in, then bent down and patted Tang Zhihuan's hot face lightly: "Tang Zhihuan, wake up."

"Huh?" The man suddenly opened his eyes a little sexy, seeing Song Xixi, he smiled softly: "Your dad is really good at drinking, much better than you."

Smelling the smell of alcohol in the man's mouth, Song Xixi's cheeks became slightly hot, and she helped Tang Zhihuan to her bedroom.

The Song family didn't have any extra guest rooms. Since they were boyfriend and girlfriend and they were getting married, Mother Song didn't prepare another bed, so she directly arranged for Tang Zhihuan to sleep in Song Xixi's room.

Song Xixi supported Tang Zhihuan to lie down on the bed, saw his somewhat uncomfortable expression, got up and went out to fetch a basin of warm water to wash his face and hands.

After wiping Tang Zhihuan's hands, when Song Xixi was about to wash the towel, Tang Zhihuan grabbed her wrist, and with a little force, she threw herself on Tang Zhihuan.

Her lips touched his hot lips, and sporadic warm water sprinkled on the man's eyelids.

Tang Zhihuan closed his eyes, kissed, and opened Song Xixi's hand holding the towel with his fingers, took out the towel, and threw it on the bed.

Turning over again, Song Xixi was lying on the bed, and the man took advantage of the situation to bully her, absorbing her beauty wholeheartedly.

"This is at my house. My parents are next door. What do you want?"

Song Xixi avoids his kiss, looking at his drunken appearance is really funny, this is the first time she sees him drunken, quite childlike.

Tang Zhihuan frowned, displeased at her non-cooperation, pressed her hand harder, and said with dark eyes, "Your mother deliberately asked your father to get me drunk and arranged us in a room. They’ve eaten and seen it before, what don’t they understand?”

"..."

Tang Zhihuan untied Song Xixi's clothes, and then took off his own.

Song Xixi closed her eyes, her parents didn't mean that...

"If you are heard, how will you meet people tomorrow?"

"It's all my own."
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When Song Xixi woke up the next day, Tang Zhihuan was gone by the bedside. Even after a hangover, Tang Zhihuan could still get up early.

She was wearing a nightgown, and the washbasin and towel left over from last night were gone, and there was a pair of pink slippers beside the bed.

Song Xixi scratched her hair, took a set of pajamas from the opened suitcase, and was going to the bathroom to take a shower first.

Song's mother just came out of the bathroom, and the mother and daughter looked at each other.

Song Xixi rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "Mum, good morning."

"It's already ten o'clock, so it's still early?" Mother Song snorted, and came out with the washed clothes: "We've already eaten breakfast, you're hungry, go downstairs and finish your noodles."

Song Xixi nodded and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Tang Zhihuan was nowhere to be seen in the living room or bedroom. She was a little puzzled, and after searching around, she found that Tang Zhihuan was in Father Song's study, helping him update computer programs and disinfect hardware.

"Xixi woke up, are you hungry?" Father Song asked his daughter.

Tang Zhihuan heard the voice, looked up at her, and swiped the mouse to refresh: "Uncle, it has been repaired."

"Okay, okay, thank you Xiao Tang."

"Dad, then I'll take my boyfriend away. My mother asked me to go downstairs to eat noodles, and I'll take him around by the way."

"Go, go." Father Song smiled at Tang Zhihuan.

It's true that the father-in-law looks at his son-in-law, the more he looks at him, the more pleasing he is.

(End of this chapter)