Quick Wear: Pampering Your Lover

"What kind of wine would you like, sir?" the waiter standing by asked with a smile.

Mingzhen was a heavy drinker, and when he saw the name of such a novel and unfamiliar wine, he immediately waved his hand and pointed to the first ten and said, "Let's have these first ten first!"

Xue Chengjiao had no time to stop him. Seeing Mingzhen's happy expression, he couldn't bear to pour cold water on him, so he shook his head and said helplessly: "It seems that I have to let you carry you back again today..."

"Why?" Mingzhen raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a certain imposing manner, "It's your honor."

"Yes, yes, what the prince said is right!"

While the two were joking around, several jugs of wine were served one after another.

Mingzhen exclaimed in admiration, picked up the wine pot engraved with "Jinbo", and poured some for himself and Xue Chengjiao. He sniffed it and found it had a rich aroma. He took a sip with anticipation. It was delicate and smooth on the palate, with a rich and balanced taste.

Just one bite and it's unforgettable.

But I always feel like something is missing.

After a while, there was a sudden "Zheng" sound from the top floor, which sounded like the sound of a guqin. Immediately afterwards, a beautiful guqin sound rang out, deep and melodious.

Paired with the fine wine on your lips, it appears mellow, elegant, clear and long-lasting.

"Wonderful! I must meet this boss once."

You will definitely become my close friend!

Mingzhen was a little tipsy and drank one glass after another with Xue Chengjiao. He had never had any accidents since he was a child, so he was naturally bold and reckless. He had no idea that General Xue was pouring glass after glass of wine behind his back.

After he had tasted all the wines, he could already see three or five double images. His usually fair cheeks now looked like blooming hibiscus, his eyes were moist, and his lips were bright red.

Just like what Xue Chengjiao had imagined not long ago.

Almost instantly, his heart began to beat fast and he turned his eyes away in an attempt to hide his guilt.

But the young master was still murmuring as he finished the last glass of wine. However, his hand shook, and the sparkling wine flowed down his plump and charming lips to his chin, and then sank into his collar.

"Jiaojiao, drink! Jiaojiao..."

Because she was drunk, she did not pretend, and the soft and coquettish moan came clearly into his ears as Xue Chengjiao got closer. His heart softened instantly, and it swelled as if something was about to break out of the ground.

"Azhen?"

Xue Chengjiao called out softly.

Mingzhen didn't answer. He buried his face in his arms in a daze and lay motionless on the table.

"Azhen——" Xue Chengjiao was still calling her.

Mingzhen seemed to think he was being noisy, so he turned his head to the other side and covered his ears.

Xue Chengjiao smiled. His little prince has always been so cute.

He stood up and walked to the other side, clearly seeing his drunken face, his eyelashes wet, and the corners of his eyes red, as if he had been loved well. Xue Chengjiao's eyes were dim, and he raised his hand to touch his hot cheek.

It's soft, and the skin is as smooth as silk, and it feels great to touch.

If Mingzhen was awake, he would definitely draw his sword and fight him.

Xue Chengjiao thought leisurely, but his hands did not stop moving. He even touched the back of his neck and slowly moved closer. He could see Mingzhen's lips slightly open, and feel the moist and hot breath mixed with the fragrance of wine spreading.

If it's just a kiss, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

It's normal for good friends to be close to each other. Besides, he was drunk and there was no one around, so no one would know what he did.

Or maybe if I kiss him, he'll realize he doesn't like men and will get back on track...

Xue Chengjiao's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, his eyes were filled with dark thoughts and lust, but his face became increasingly calm.

Finally, he convinced himself and used his lips and tongue to seal the hot breath he exhaled, first kissing, then licking, having long forgotten that he had originally intended to end it with just a light touch.

Noticing Mingzhen's subconscious resistance, he directly hugged her in his arms and invaded her again and again without giving in.

At first, Xue Chengjiao was not very familiar with it and only dared to circle around his lips gently. But then the person in his arms seemed to be comfortable and responded unconsciously. He was so stimulated that his eyes turned red. He gradually increased his strength, and their lips became increasingly wet as they entangled with each other.

No matter how harsh his words were, Xue Chengjiao's hand on his waist did not dare to go beyond his reach, for fear that he would fall into an irretrievable situation if he was not careful.

All this shows how ridiculous his self-deception is.

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The dark brown window with rose patterns carved on it had been closed by the thief who had taken advantage of others, feeling guilty about it. The incense burning in the private room was still emitting smoke.

Behind the bead curtain, two entangled figures were looming. Looking closely, Mingzhen's lips were swollen from the kiss. She was resisting uncomfortably, and her clothes were a little messy from being rubbed.

The man who was hugging the person forcefully and kissing her was already lost in the rich aroma. He was not annoyed when his lips were avoided, but went straight to kiss the slender white neck, and even wanted to go deeper.

Who would have thought that the piano music, which had been so leisurely and elegant, would suddenly change and become sharp.

The music with a sudden and rapid tune penetrated the thin closed door and entered the ears of Xue Chengjiao who was holding someone in his arms, making his mind a little clearer.

After remembering what he had done, he slapped himself, but still held the person tightly.

But his expression was dazed and deep, as if he was lost in his own thoughts.

Half an hour later, the slap marks on Xue Chengjiao's face had almost disappeared. He picked up the drunk man by the waist, kissed him on the forehead, opened the door of the private room and walked out.

As he walked through the door of the tavern, a tall and strong figure brushed past a petite and delicate figure.

The woman was beautiful, wearing a soft gauze dress, her drooping hair tied up with a lavender hairband. In her hand she held a basket of peonies, the air filled with fragrance, but the woman just stood there in a daze.

The little boy in someone's arms is so beautiful...

The woman's gossipy fujoshi soul was burning, and her eyes followed the two people, unwilling to look away. When she saw the tall man carefully and gently carried the person into the carriage, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Then she was nailed to the spot by the tall man's cold gaze.

The woman didn't come to her senses until the carriage slowly drove away.

"What? You're so fierce! I hope you can't get a wife!" The woman stomped her feet angrily.

The waiter asked from behind, "Boss, what are you doing here? Madam Fang and the others have been waiting in the inner room for a long time."

The waiter looked very respectful, because he knew that the woman in front of him, who seemed weak and vulnerable, was actually very strong-willed. Although she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, she had created a business path with her own abilities and helped many bullied or homeless women.

The women in the inner room are part of them.

"I'll be right there." The young woman who was still lingering in front of the tavern quickly straightened her expression and walked into the inner room.

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