From the elevator, Jiang Yang struggled to drag a waist pendant to the door of Qin Xu's house and stood still. Only then remembered to take the key, raised his hand and patted the face of Qin Xu, hoping that he could wake up and ask: " What about the key?"

Qin Xu knew that he was stupid and smirked and could not be used.

Jiang Yang sighed and felt that he was a worried old father. He used his last patience and looked down at Qin Xu’s pocket. Both sides of the coat were found, no. Jiang Yang extended to his trouser pocket.

"itch……"

Suddenly, a low pumping sound came from the ear, and a small voice muttered, and the warm breath with the alcohol was sprayed, and the smoke was faint. Jiang Yang’s forehead picked and picked, very speechless. This guy, just a pocket, is it so embarrassing? Do you want to sing the "itch" on the spot? People who don't know think that they are doing something that cannot be described about him.

The trouser pocket is deep, Qin Xu is cold-resistant, and there is no habit of wearing long trousers. Jiang Yang’s hand is sticking in, just across a thin layer of cloth, touching his thigh root, looking for the key gap, still not When you are careful, you have a touch of chic...

I fuck! Are you **** good? !

Jiang Yang slammed his fire and said nothing, throwing people away. Qin Xu had no support, his body was soft and uncontrollable, and his **** slammed down on the ground, leaning against the wall, his head hanging low, forming a black lacquered shadow in the corner, looking strange and pitiful. of.

Jiang Yang didn't feel bad, but instead he slandered his hand, and the touch on his hand disappeared. He was deeply engraved in his mind. His goose bumps rose again. Fortunately, he had already got the key, otherwise Jiang Yang would not. I can guarantee that he can still have the courage to go to the pocket of Qin Xuxu. After all, there is the possibility of encountering that thing. At the thought of this, Jiang Yang felt that the scalp was numb and his chest was rising strangely.

Align the key head with the lock hole, insert it in, screw it, and open the door.

Jiang Yang touched the wall and pressed the switch of the lamp. The room was bright and then walked out of the door. He bent over and grabbed Qin Xu’s arm and pulled it. "Get up, go home."

The drunken Qin was three years old and was awkward. He flattened his mouth and was unhappy because he was thrown down and hurt. He refused to move. He complained childishly: "I hurt, can't afford it!"

Jiang Yang did fall off, there is something wrong, a little guilty, but the premise also depends on what this person did! A child is tempted, but will the child be **** hard? It’s not enough to drop it. Do you have to punch two more punches to get rid of it? !

Therefore, Jiang Yang is not at all soft-hearted. It is absolutely impossible to marry him. He only said coldly: "Can't afford it?"

"I can't afford it!" Qin was three years old and he was so **** him!

Jiang Yang looked at him with no expression, kicked his heel with his toes, and hurriedly urged him. When Qin was three years old, he found that the other party did not have soft voices and kicked himself. When he was on the road, he was even more wronged. His eyes were red, and then he was wet. The teardrops rolled down and burst into tears silently.

Jiang Yang kicked twice, watching him sit on the ground with his knees barely, without any reaction, and felt tired, but couldn't help thinking that if he had such a difficult child in the future, he would really be crazy, and he would die.

Finally, Jiang Yang looked at the sky and sighed, bent down and sullenly said, "What do you want to do..."

When I didn't finish the words, I was on the face of Shang Xuxu's tears. The two eyes were wet and the eyes were not snoring. It seemed pitiful and pitiful. The tears flowed down two streams of water, and they gathered at the chin and cried. I am sweating.

Jiang Yang: "..." sighed.

The mood is subtle and complicated, and the heart that I don't want to admit is really soft. There is also a spit on Qin Xu, and the systemic amnesia punishes the crying bag attribute that really didn't blame him.

Jiang Yang's face was slightly slower and his tone was not so bad. He only grabbed Qin Xu's arm and slammed it twice to let him get up.

Qin Xu was confronted with him, but he couldn’t afford to stick to the floor, but he was also dumb and spoiled. He said, “No kiss, can’t afford it.”

A pair of deer-like eyes were dark and hydrated, looking at him.

Jiang Yang: "..." I fuck.

Immediately took out the mobile phone to take pictures of Qin Xu, and also opened a video, staring at him and said: "Tell the words just now."

Qin Xu said it sincerely and continued to stare at him with perseverance.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Jiang Yang learned that he was stubborn. When he put away his mobile phone, he perfunctorily said: "You close your eyes."

Qin Xu stunned his eyes twice.

Jiang Yang was stared at something uncomfortable and said with anger: "Do you want it? Don't even forget it."

When Qin Xu heard it, he immediately blinked his eyes and quickly closed his eyes. The long eyelashes hang down under the eyelids, dropping a small shadow, expecting to tremble slightly.

Jiang Yang touched his face with his fingertips and said, "Yes."

Qin Xu opened his eyes, his eyes staring at him, very happy, not crying, no need to use Jiang Yang to pick him up, he jumped up and actively grabbed Jiang Yang’s hand together. Entered the house and closed the door.

However, the effect of alcohol is still there, that is, he is spirited and excited, and he still wobbles and can't control his body. Before he took Jiang Yang into the bedroom, he fell down first.

Jiang Yang saw that he suddenly rushed toward the floor, and he was shocked. He quickly went to help and gave him a cushion before he was lying on the ground. That handsome face, closed eyes, the face was stained with red scent after drinking, breathing long.

Jiang Yang was still worried about what happened. After observing it for a while, he found out that he was just asleep.

Jiang Yang pumped his mouth and was speechless. But people had already stepped into the bedroom door. It was not a waste of time to move people and throw them into the bed. He stood by the bed and looked at Qin Xu for a while. The person lying on the bed frowned and didn't feel well. In the middle of the night, he might have to drink alcohol and vomit, and he was not at ease. Jiang Yang thought for a while, or called the home to report it, not going back tonight.

When hanging up the phone, Jiang Yang thought about going to the living room sofa and going to sleep for one night. He grabbed his hair and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash. As soon as the body moved, I felt a small resistance. Looking back, I found that Qin Xu closed his eyes and raised his hand and grabbed his clothes.

Jiang Yang has a complicated face. When people are unconscious, they will have a sense of dependence, which is as fragile as a nestling. Now that Qin Xu’s action, shouldn’t he be a fuck?

At the thought of this, Jiang Yang shook his head first and tried to get rid of this terrible guess. Then he bent over and caught Qin Xu’s wrist and pulled him away.

Qin Xu half-awake and half-awake, unwillingly struggled twice, and seized Jiang Yang’s hand, but after all, he was still unable to be drunk and weak, and he was freed by Jiang Yang. He was empty and uncomfortable, some sad. He took two sentences. Jiang Yang couldn't hear what he said, just gave up, turned and skillfully opened the wardrobe of Qin Xu's room, borrowed clothes and went into the bathroom.

The next day, the sun rose to a very high place, sprinkling a bright golden light, and the curtains in the room of Qin Xu still did not open, blocking the light, and isolated a dim world.

The bed curled up with a vague voice, and the headache was so bad after the hangover. Some of them fainted and climbed up. Qin Xu blinked and closed his eyes, patiently waiting for the horizon to become clear, lazy. I yawned.

At this time, he discovered that there was still a person lying beside the bed. Jiang Yang is lying on the edge of the bed. It seems that he just lie down at will, his sleeping position is not comfortable, his eyebrows are frowned, and his eyes are obviously tired.

Qin Xu was shocked for a moment. How could Jiang Yang be in his bed? What happened yesterday? !

In truth, he and Jiang Yang are not the first time to wake up in a bed, not so much reaction. But in the past there was a reason, and he was very awake, but he had a broken piece last night. He didn't remember anything. He tried hard to think back. There were only a few fragmentary pictures. It was not clear what happened in detail. Not to mention, Qin Xu's TV series is much more interesting, and it is a brain-filling emperor. After drinking and chaosing X, it is definitely an outrageous guess in the mind.

Jiang Yang's eyelids were slightly moved, and he was awakened by his movements. He opened his eyes and sat up lazily. He yawned impatiently. He looked at Qin Xu's eyes full of resentment and dissatisfaction. Cold Bing said: "Grandpa You are finally awake? Trust your blessings. I barely slept last night. I won’t drink a few drinks. You can be too noisy."

Didn't sleep too much? Too noisy?

Qin Xu instantly supplemented the various R-18's yellow and violent images.

I fuck! Did I accidentally expose my evil thoughts?

But the truth is that Qin Xu thinks too much. He is drunk, standing unsteadily, and wanting to do something laborious?

Last night, in order to take care of the alcoholic madness, Jiang Yang almost exhausted all the patience for many years. Every minute, he had the urge to knock people out of the bag and kill the dead. In the end, I kept my reason and didn't do it. Jiang Yang felt that she was super kind and could sit on the ground.

Jiang Yang will sleep on the edge of the bed. It is also a helpless move. When Qin Xu is crazy, the arm bends and hooks the person to the bed, and then wraps it with a quilt and bundles it into a big scorpion so that he can't move.

I was exhausted at night, and I didn't even sleep well. Jiang Yang certainly didn't have a good tone. After glanced at him coldly, he lay down again and turned his back to him. "I want to continue to sleep, don't make a noise." ”

Qin Xu grabbed the hair and had a red seal on his face. It seemed to be a bit shy. He looked at Jiang Yang's back, wearing his own clothes, and wearing a loose dress, it was a very sharp arc. The ghost made the difference, Qin Xu’s brain was hot, and a finger was extended, and the soft meat was poked.

Jiang Yang: "...!!!"

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