Song Rourou also looked at hot searches. She recognized that she was a female star who looked like her on the hot searches.

But Lu Mingshen would not say it, she would not take the initiative to say it out loud.

The woman smiled, held his arm, and said coquettishly: "Let's go, I'll give you a chance to send me home."

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It was already ten o'clock in the evening after the dinner, and Huaili took the nanny car back to the apartment.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and Huaili saw the person sitting on the sofa when he entered the door.

Jiang Yan was looking down at his phone. The light on the screen reflected his face that was upside down, like a charming female ghost, which scared Huailijiu to sober up a little.

Huai Li turned on the light with a 'slap': "Why don't you turn on the light? What are you doing when you sit here?"

The boy looked up at her, and his tone was quite serious: "Save electricity."

Huai Li: "... Turn off the lights and play with your phone and are prone to myopia."

Besides, does she look like someone who needs to save that little electricity bill?

She asked casually: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Jiang Yan pursed her lips: "I can't sleep."

I was worried that I didn't see her coming back.

Huai Li looked at him.

The boy was wearing a white turtleneck knitted sweater, which made his skin look fair and delicate, and it was as gentle as a piece of beautiful jade.

What a boy with exquisiteness hidden in his eyebrows and eyes.

I watched too many greasy men of different categories at the dinner party. I suddenly saw such a clean and beautiful boy. Huaili felt that his eyes were cleaned.

"New sweater?"

“I just bought it today.”

She chatted with the boy in a mess: "White is very suitable for you."

At this moment, the alcohol finally came up, and Huaili was shaking when walking.

She wanted to walk over, but she didn't know what to trip under her feet and threw herself on the sofa.

When I came to my senses, I found myself pressing the beautiful boy under my body in an extremely awkward posture.

The two of them breathed very close, and the distance between the tip of the nose and the tip of the nose was no more than one centimeter.

The girl's soft hair rubbed against his neck, and a few strands of hair pulled over his Adam's apple. It was so itchy that itched, and Jiang Yan's throat was dry and hypoxia.

The smell of alcohol that came to her face was mixed with the clean fragrance unique to the girl. Jiang Yan felt dizzy for a moment.

Huai Li frowned slightly, feeling that her head was a little heavy, so she went down and slammed Jiang Yan's shoulder lightly.

Jiang Yan's heartbeat was very fast and his breathing was disordered, but he tried to keep his tone from fluctuating too much, and said softly: "Sister."

"elder sister."

After shouting twice, Huai Li raised her head from Jiang Yan's shoulder, looking at him like a cartilage cat with drunken eyes: "Hmm?"

At such a close distance, I could not see any flaws on his face.

This face seems to be an exclusive high-end custom, and each dot grows on the aesthetics of Huaili.

She couldn't help but want to use her fingers to describe his outline bit by bit.

Huai Li expressed her feelings: "You are so beautiful."

What a shame, blushing and shyness would not happen to Huaili.

At a loss, busy, and at a loss, it is all someone else's.

The girl's voice became very soft when she was drunk, and the breath she brought when she spoke was also sprinkled on Jiang Yan's face.

In fact, the popularity is only a little bit at best, but it is inexplicably hot.

Jiang Yan suppressed the strange restlessness in his heart and helped her sit aside: "Are you drunk? I'll make you honey water."

Huai Li gestured with her index finger and little finger, pouted and snorted coldly: "I just drank a little, how could I get drunk? I can't have such a poor alcohol tolerance!"
Chapter completed!