I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 435 You Are The Candy I Can't Quit
Su Shao put Song Yan on the bed.

Daughter Hong, who has been drinking for more than ten years, is still very energetic.

Song Yan knew that he couldn't bear the alcohol, but he still insisted not to get drunk. He was worried that he would be too drunk and it would be inconvenient for the little girl to bring him back.

He didn't let go of his resistance until his body touched the soft bed, allowing the alcohol to invade his brain, and his consciousness gradually sank.

Song Yan is allergic to alcohol, as long as he drinks alcohol, his whole body will become hot and red.

Seeing that his cheeks and neck were blushing, Su Shao felt a little anxious immediately.

In the pocket, there are two tangerine peel hangover candies, which Uncle Xiang gave her when she left for her home.

Su Shao peeled off a tangerine peel candy and fed it to Song Yan in the candy wrapper, "You keep this candy in your mouth first, don't swallow it. I'll go to the kitchen and make you a glass of honey water."

After speaking, she wanted to turn around and leave.

The wrist was caught off guard by someone, and it was pulled back suddenly, and the sky was spinning
Su Shao's head was blank for a moment, and then she recovered, she was already lying on the bed.

In front of him was that clear and indifferent face.

It's just that today he was tainted by alcohol, seduced by a somewhat inexplicable yuppie, like a gentle scum.

He propped himself on top of her.

"Brother." Su Shao shouted in a hoarse voice, her fingers couldn't help but grasp the pure white sheet under her body.

What is this going to do?
Drunken sex?
No way, Song Yan doesn't seem like someone with such poor wine quality!How could it be worse than her?

Seriously, she didn't want that kind of relationship when he was drunk
Su Shao bit her lower lip, her voice became a little nervous, "Song Yan? Can you please?"

In the middle of speaking, the lips are pressed, blocked, and then pried open
Su Shao wanted to struggle at first, but the hint of wine and sweetness suddenly smeared in her mouth made her stunned.

The tangerine peel candy fed to Song Yan actually returned to her mouth?
The tip of the tongue resisted and fed him back again.

She didn't drink alcohol or get drunk, so she didn't want to eat tangerine peel candy!
But Song Yan seemed very persistent, if she refused to eat, he skillfully pried open those pink lips again, insisting on letting her keep it in his mouth.

The two were in a stalemate, and no one would let them go. Just like playing football, you come and go, "playing" a piece of tangerine peel candy in your mouth, between your lips and teeth.
The sugar pill melted, and Su Shao panted and turned her head.

The hand that was originally grasping on the pure white sheet was already wrapped around Song Yan's neck before he knew it.

In the mouth, there is some sweetness, and some intoxicating wine
Su Shao gasped for breath, and the softness in her ear came up, which suddenly made her tremble all over, "Yaoyao, from now on, we will only eat sweets, not hardships!"

The man's hoarse and drunken voice drilled into her cochlea.

Su Shao stopped breathing, and she looked at the ceiling with deep throbbing in her eyes.

This sentence is more touching and sensational than all the love words she has ever heard.

Just now, Master must have told Song Yan about her childhood, and also must have said that she was always sick when she was a child, and she was dying of illness.

A premature baby in poor health really depends on those medicines to survive.

She can forget the taste of candied haws when she was young, but she will never forget the bitter and nauseating taste of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Yaoyao" sounds like a bitter name, but for some reason, when it comes out of his mouth, it is inexplicably sweet, so sweet that one forgets the bitterness and pain.

The scorching hot breath sprayed evenly around Su Shao's ears, again and again. Gentle and lazy.

Su Shao felt that Song Yan had fallen asleep, lying on her shoulder.

Turning her head slightly, she stared at the sleeping face and stroked it with her fingertips.

"Song Yan, you are my sugar"

Sugar that can never be quit in this life!

　With Sister Shao, the circle of book friends seems to have become a donut! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)