Chapter 54 Touch

"Ah...don't..."

When she felt that her hands were completely covered with her chest on the weekend, Hanako was anxious, and she couldn't help exhaling softly.

It's all at this point. On the weekend, he won't care whether Huazi is true or false. While he reached out to press Hanako's chest, the other hand reached to Hanako's *, picked up Huazi with one hand, and suddenly pushed the delicate Huazi down to **.

"Hanako, why don't you say you don't know me?"

Yang Yang took out a piece of cloth dyed with a few dark red in his trousers pocket and said with a bad smile on the weekend, "Where are you carrying this?"

This cloth is a small piece of blood-stained sheet after doing that with Huazi at Lin Zhiyun's house on the weekend.

Seeing the cloth taken out on the weekend, Hanako was ashamed and hurriedly reached out to grab it: "Thief! You are a thief! Return my things quickly!"

"Little goblin, you are the thief. You stole my heart!"

On the weekend, he grabbed Hanako's little hand and took off the black halter top of Hanako.

"Yeah..." Hanako exclaimed.

The hot-blooded weekend didn't stop, and the possession came into Hanako's arms...

On the other side, in a private room of the Long Live Hotel, the food has been served. Zhou Xiaomo and Aoki Qianhe sit opposite each other, holding a red wine goblet in their hand.

"Miss Qianhe, you are so bad that you lied to your sister into the household registration!" Zhou Xiaomo and Qingmu Qianhe laughed while clinking glasses.

Aoki Qianhe sweated and said, "Zhou Dong, how can I be as bad as you? Even my boyfriend is willing to give up to other women!"

"Cheers!"

The two women clinked glasses at the same time and took a sip of red wine. Everything was silent.

After a pause, Zhou Xiaomo said again, "Miss Qianhe, you seem to be very careful about our weekend, don't you?"

"What's so heartfelt?" Hearing Zhou Xiaomo's words, Qingmu Qianhe couldn't help blushing on her cheeks. At this time, her eyes became a little dodgy when she looked at Zhou Xiaomo.

Zhou Xiaomo took a small sip of red wine, then suddenly stared at Aoki Qianhe and blurted out, "Do you like weekends?"

"I..." Qianhe Aoki was about to blurt out, but after thinking about it, he stopped again. At this moment, Qianhe Aoki felt that his heart jumped to his throat, "I... I... don't like that bastard!"

"Hee hee!" Looking at Aoki Qianhe's flustered eyes, Zhou Xiaomo smiled evilly at her, "I understand!"

"Uh..." Looking at Zhou Xiaomo's weekend-like expression, Aoki Qianhe felt creepy for no reason, as if having dinner with her was a weekend with Hanako upstairs.

Zhou Xiaomo and the weekend's expressions are so similar!

For no reason, Chihru Aoki felt sour in her heart, because she thought of a noun called "husband and wife".

"Do you understand? What do you know?" Aoki Qianhe subconsciously buried her head and pretended to be inadvertent to ask Zhou Xiaomo.

"You like our weekend!" When Zhou Xiaomo said this, her tone was extremely firm, "Miss Qianhe, don't explain. Explanation is to cover up, and cover up is true."

"I..." Aoki Qianhe opened his mouth and closed his mouth again. In the end, he had to drink.

"Miss Qianhe, if you like it, we can share it!" As soon as Aoki Qianhe took a sip of red wine, Zhou Xiaomo's words made her almost unable to control it.

"Zhou...Zhou Dong... Don't tease me!" Being choked by red wine, Aoki Qianhe burst into tears.

"Alas!" After listening to Aoki Qianhe's words, Zhou Xiaomo sighed inexplicably and paused. She said, "Since Miss Qianhe doesn't like our weekend, forget it!"

"Um..." Aoki Qianhe nodded, but the expression on her face was obviously a little unnatural. Subconsciously, she seemed to feel that she had lost something important at this point, as if her whole person had been taken out.

"Cheers!"

At this time, Zhou Xiaomo raised his glass and clinked with her again.

"Cheers!"

Aoki Qianhe raised the red wine in his hand and drank it in one gulp.

When Hanako and Hanako entered the private room on the weekend, the two women were already red-faced, especially Qianhe Aoki, who was dizzy and couldn't sit still.

"Hanako, I bless you!"

Seeing Hanako following into the private room like a clever bird on the weekend, Aoki Qianhe staggered to stand up and raise his glass to drink with Hanako.

When I saw a messy table, I immediately called the waiter to serve the dishes again on the weekend.

Tonight's Aoki Qianhe is like a female drunkard who beat chicken blood. She shouted to drink with Zhou Xiaomo and Huazi before the dishes were served, but she didn't look for a weekend to drink. When she asked her to drink on the weekend, she also pretended not to see the existence of the weekend.

The end result is that I didn't drink alcohol at all on weekends.

And Aoki Qianhe was obviously dizzy and couldn't walk steadily. Originally, he wanted to take the initiative to send her back to rest on the weekend, but she refused. In the end, it was Hanako who drove her back.

In the car, Aoki Qianhe kept talking about the name of the weekend and said, "Weekend!" You are a son of a bitch! Weekend! You big turtle... I hate you... I hate you very much..."

Half an hour ago, while driving with Huazi in **, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and saying, "Sister Qianhe, do you hate weekends or love weekends?"

"Is there a difference between hate and love?"

After saying such a sentence vaguely, Aoki Qianhe fell down and fell asleep. His buttocks sat in the co-pilot's seat, and his upper body was in Hanako's arms.

"Is there a difference between hate and love?"

Hanazi said this secretly and said to himself, "Since there is no difference, do you hate him just because you love him?"

......

On the other side, Zhou Xiaomo was also drunk.

However, compared with Aoki Qianhe, Zhou Xiaomo can still walk normally, but when she was helped out of the Long Live Hotel on weekends, she always felt that the road had become particularly wide.

The office building in Wuzhishan is not only the office location of Yinyue Group, but also the place where Zhou Xiaomo lives. After her sophomore year, she moved out of the small attic like the female goblin Li Guanjiao.

Driving on weekends, Zhou Xiaomo, who was drunk, was in the co-pilot.

Soon, the car stopped under the attic.

"Sister, here, get off the car!" On the weekend, he got out of the car to help Zhou Xiaomo. Zhou Xiaomo was dizzy and slipped under his feet and threw himself directly into his arms on the weekend.

"Sister, I can't walk anymore. You can carry me upstairs!" Zhou Xiaomo said.

"All right!" He did not refuse on the weekend and immediately bent down to carry Zhou Xiaomo on his back.

Under the moonlight, the three-storey small attic looks as seductive as a sleeping beauty. Soon, Zhou Xiaomo was carried to the stairs on the second floor on weekends, and the door was locked.

"Sister, where is the key?" On the weekend, he asked Zhou Xiaomo on his back and said.

"In my pocket, take it yourself!" Zhou Xiaomo was confused, as if she fell asleep on her back on the weekend.

Immediately, he temporarily put Zhou Xiaomo down from his back and leaned against the wall on the weekend, and then reached out to get the key from Zhou Xiaomo's pocket. However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hesitated.

When she went out to invite Aoki Qianhe to dinner at night, Zhou Xiaomo had temporarily changed her clothes. Her upper body was a dark red chiffon yarn without a pocket. The clothes were not loose or tight, which could just show her charming figure.

And her lower body is wearing a pair of white tight trousers, her legs are tightly wrapped, and her perfect leg shape is exposed.

Looking at the left and right purses on Zhou Xiaomo's trousers, I don't know where to start on the weekend.

To be precise, the weekend is reluctant to touch his sister. In his eyes, Zhou Xiaomo is too beautiful to be blasphemed.

Just now, Zhou Xiaomo carried Zhou Xiaomo upstairs, and his chest was close to the weekend vest. The warm and soft feeling is still lingering. It is also because of this that he felt dry on the weekend after drinking a little wine.

"Left or right?" Looking at Zhou Xiaomo's left and right trouser pockets, he thought about it over the weekend and finally reached out to Zhou Xiaomo's left trouser pocket.

Zhou Xiaomo's white slim trousers are tight. Her full thighs made her trousers bulging without any wrinkles. When she put her hand on Zhou Xiaomo's trousers pocket on the weekend, she immediately felt soft and warm, which made him excited.

"No?" Zhou Xiaomo didn't touch the key in his left pocket, so he went to touch Zhou Xiaomo's right pocket on the weekend, but he still didn't find it.

"Sister, you don't remember it wrong, do you? The key is not in your pocket. On the weekend, Zhou Xiaomo always looked at himself with a smile and asked with a guilty heart.

"Stupid, it's in my butt purse!" When Zhou Xiaomo said this, she pulled the weekend's hand to her buttocks, and she rushed to the weekend's arms because she could not stand still.

" hiss..."

The big hand covered Zhou Xiaomo's buttocks, and he couldn't help taking a cold breath on the weekend.

It's so soft! So round! Very good! Good drum!

For a moment, he only felt that his hands were shaking. He subconsciously rubbed Zhou Xiaomo's buttocks, and the pores in his palm were so comfortable that they stood upside down.

"Hmm..."

Zhou Xiaomo, who was a little vague in consciousness, felt that his buttocks had been rubbed and subconsciously exhaled softly.

"Sister..." On the weekend, my heart tightened and I hurriedly called Zhou Xiaomo.

"Hmm?" Zhou Xiaomo replied in a low way to the weekend, "The key is there. You can reach in and touch it."

"Oh!" After listening to Zhou Xiaomo's words on the weekend, he hurriedly put his hand into Zhou Xiaomo's buttocks and purse. When he touched the key, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took out the key and opened the door.

Zhou Xiaomo has turned into a sticky cowhide candy. In the process of opening the door on the weekend, her arms were hanging on the weekend's neck. She exhaled like an orchid, and her breath mixed with the smell of alcohol hit the weekend's face, which made the weekend's heart ripples.

When...

When the key unlocked the door, the door was opened on the weekend.

The next second, the pupil of the weekend suddenly shrank.

What came into his eyes was a large living room. The headlights in the living room were turned off, and small light blue lights dotted the room, making the room peaceful.

The oversized flat-screen TV is playing, and on the sofa opposite the TV, there sits a woman in a three-point style.

The woman squatted on the sofa, her knees against her chest, her hands on her chest, and her long hair like a waterfall-like shawl fell down, and her whole body was like a clever kitten.

"Xiao Mo, you're back. Didn't that stinky boy come back with you on the weekend?"

The woman spoke. While speaking, she squatted on the sofa and stuffed potato chips into her mouth while adjusting the remote control. She didn't even look at it. She subconsciously thought that Zhou Xiaomo was the only one who entered the door.

The weekend's eyes fell on the woman's curved buttocks and could no longer move away. He looked at the woman wearing only black underwear on the sofa and even forgot to breathe.