The farmhouse restaurant of the dandy young master

No matter how low the degree is, it still has the degree, and it is also wine, can it stand? Can you live in a pot or a pot? Drink it like you want money.

Ma Qing'er was the first to get so drunk that she sat on the table, murmuring vaguely? What?.

At this time, He Yunmu is not? His face is blushing, and there is a layer of red around his neck. He put his arm on Huaxi's shoulder, and sprayed wine one after another on Huaxi's face. It took a long time. No words? Say it.

Huaxi propped his forehead with one hand, his eyes were slightly drunk as if he was out of focus, and he nodded without hesitation as if he heard the other party's words.

Didn't he think that drinking too much would not only cause his stomach to bloat, but his head would also rise, obviously the degree is not high.

He casually waved away He Yunmu's hand hooked on his shoulders. He stood up while holding on to the edge of the table, and walked towards the small kitchen with shaky steps.

Originally, there wasn't such a long distance, but Huaxi felt like walking out of the Great Wall.Even the hand holding the wall to walk is a bit strained? I can't get enough strength.

He was wrong, he underestimated ancient wine!

Huaxi lowered his head and breathed out the breath of alcohol, his body suddenly went limp? He was about to fall...

"The power of wine is not so good, how dare you fight wine like this." Chun Chun's deep voice came from his chest and surrounded Huaxi's ears, like a natural low-pitched cannon, blasting Huaxi He looked a little dazed.

Nangong Rongjin hugged Huaxi who was limp in his arms even tighter, without any intention of letting go. The warm breath sprayed on the back of Huaxi's neck, which was a little hot and itchy.

A gust of night wind blew past, loosening the hair beside Huaxi's ears, and the feeling on his neck became more obvious.

Huaxi scratched the back of his neck, didn't he? He whimpered comfortably, and wanted to leave, but tried a little harder. He didn't go up, and simply leaned on this big warm cushion, rubbing the center of his eyebrows, "You? Being a prince is quite leisurely, let’s talk about other people’s mansions.”

Nangong Rongjin let out a light laugh, tightened his arms again, knocked his chin on Huaxi's shoulder, and said slowly, "Drunk?"

Hua Xi frowned and shook his head lightly, "Probably, my head feels heavy, I have to get hangover soup." No? Of course he has a headache at night.

Nangong Rongjin just suppressed the smile on his face, straightened his face, and stroked Huaxi's temple softly with his cold fingers, "Is it very uncomfortable?"

"Are you? Have you ever been drunk? You ask me?" He just spoke a little more clearly, doesn't it mean that the alcohol is not on his head, and his reaction is not slow.

Nangong Rongjin licked his lips that were suddenly dry, and picked him up by the waist.

"What are you going to do again?" Huaxi grabbed the man's neck in a hurry, but the strength in his hand was not enough, it could only be regarded as letting go.

"I said what can I do? What? I can't even stand up? Hold on, I'll take you back to your room."

"No? Yes, let me down, I need to get some hangover soup."

"I'll get it for you." Nangong Rongjin said in a calm manner, and broke into a nearby guest room with her in his arms.

The guest room was tidied up early in the morning by the maids. It was a clean room without a speck of dust.The beds were covered with clean bedding, and there was a faint fragrance in the air, which was originally scented.

By the moonlight, Nangong Rongjin put the man on the bed, and lit the oil lamp with the torch he carried with him.

Huaxi pressed the center of his brows, trying to make himself more sober, but the alcohol came up, didn't he burn? It was just his head, and his body.

"Are you? Are you trying to take advantage of me while I'm drunk?" Hua Xi rubbed his face hard twice, raised his head and half-squinted his eyes to look at the man in black clothes.

"If you expect so much, I can also satisfy you." Looking down at Huaxi with bright red cheeks below him, Nangong Rongjin couldn't help but slid his cheeks, and finally pinched his cheeks lightly. Chin, forcing? He lifted his chin.

"What do you like about me? Is it alright if I change it?" After saying these words, Huaxi couldn't hold back his tension, his chest trembled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Actually, people who are drunk know what they are doing? At least they know what they are doing at this moment. As for whether it will be broken after waking up, that's up to you. My lord, Are you? Are you drinking too? If you tease someone who is drunk, are you? No? Afraid that he won't admit it afterwards?" At least he is this kind of person, after the fact.

"Are you? Are you reminding me? What??" Nangong Rongjin squatted down, looked at him at the same level, his eyes darkened and darkened.

Huaxi frowned, pouted slightly, as if thinking about his words.

"I can tear you to the bone, don't you? Don't take responsibility." The man's voice seemed to have a hook, and he slammed the iron chain that locked the door of his heart, and then pulled it, making a sound.

As soon as the words came out, there was an inexplicable sense of numbness.

Huaxi tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to see the man in front of him clearly. He even stretched out his hands to hold the other's face, and looked at him carefully.

From the thick black eyebrows on the brow bone, down to the dark eyes with light, he saw his ignorant expression, and finally his eyes fell on the cool lips, and he easily remembered the last time that kiss.

He couldn't understand his state of mind, and he couldn't understand his own thoughts.

He only knew that he really didn't hate men's kisses, but he wanted to figure out one thing, why didn't he feel disgusted and disgusted in his heart.

Thinking of this, Huaxi put his lips on Nangong Rongjin's slightly astonished eyes. He eagerly wanted to know, just a kiss, where did the problem arise.

Huaxi's lips were soft, jerky and probing, teasing Nangong Rongjin one after another.

Nangong Rongjin was stunned for a moment, then turned his back and hooked the opponent's Qiantaste, even imprisoning Huaxi's head with his big palm, wouldn't it make him retreat even a little bit.

The nose is filled with the aroma wafting in the room, and there is a strong smell of male hormones entangled with it, impacting Huaxi's sense of smell.

At this moment, Huaxi's mind went blank.

In the next moment, a lot of colorful pictures appeared in my mind, rendering the entire sea area, oppressive and suffocating.

Doesn't Huaxi know? When did he insert his hands into each other's hair, like a man's palm pressing his head, no? Let each other leave half an inch between their lips, that eagerness for more, is it? what happened?

Just a kiss, he felt the boiling blood from the bottom of his heart.

When he can take a big breath, I don't know? When his clothes are open, there is a wriggling head crawling between his neck.

Huaxi gritted his teeth and hissed, no? Convinced, he held up the opponent's head, and gave it to the slightly parted thin lips again.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed that it was only a short moment. The lips of the two pressed against each other, and their moist breath frequently hit each other's lips and teeth.

A white cloud seemed to float in Huaxi's chaotic brain, and a question was engraved on it.

"Will you remember afterward?"

remember what?What? Something needs him to remember?

Living in the moment and enjoying it first is one of the great pleasures in life.