Chapter 160

As soon as Su Qianmian stepped into the door of the yard, he was pulled over by a huge force and hit a hard object, surrounded by a familiar and slightly strange smell.

It makes people palpitate and eager.

Xun Mochen looked down at her. Su Qianmian's face looked clear and far away in the moonlight. Her lips were slightly open, smooth and moist. It was so beautiful that there was an illusion that she couldn't grasp it. It seemed that time went back to one night. She was wearing a white skirt, a little panicked but stubbornly raised her head stubbornly, or on the balcony sprinkled by the quiet moonlight, her nose was sweating. He hugged himself tightly and took a deep breath, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Xun Mochen's eyes surged black, and he lowered his head without warning and bit her lips.

Su Qianmian opened his mouth very obediently and cooperated gently. There was a strong smell of alcohol on his body, which stimulated people's nerves.

Entrance, poison.

Xun Mochen is addicted and can't extricate himself at all. He held her waist in one hand and her head in the other, asking her deeply.

This is his favorite posture. He said that he can kiss deeper, just like...

Xun Mochen left Su Qianmian slightly, with a trace of inquiry: "Qianqian, do you know who I am?"

"Brother Chen!" Su Qianmian's voice was charming and bone-eating.

"Why did you come back now?"

"I'm going to drink."

"Why do you drink?" Xun Mochen asked.

"It's messy after drinking!" Su Qianmian answered cheerfully.

It seems that I'm really drunk. Xun Mochen touched Su Qianmian's head dotingly.

I'm drunk... I'm drunk.

If you are drunk, you don't know anything.

"Where are you?"

"Home!"

"Do you like me?"

"I like it!" Su Qianmian smiled happily. Then I was confused again.

"I don't like it." She changed her words.

Xun Mochen felt a tightness in his heart.

Su Qianmian looked up with a bright smile on his face again: "I love you!"

Xun Mochen rubbed Su Qianmian into his arms fiercely: "I love you too, my Qianqian."

Su Qianmian put his arms around his neck: "But you are so mean to me."

Xun Mochen apologized gently: "It's my fault."

He pointed to the climbing tigers all over the wall: "Look, the climbing tigers we planted have grown up. Now it's autumn, and the leaves are all red and beautiful."

"Is it a maple leaf? Maple leaf lovesickness."

Xun Mochen scratched her nose: "It's not a maple leaf, it's a mountain tiger, idiot!"

Su Qianmian flat-mouthed.

Xun Mochen circled her in his arms: "However, it's lovesickness. Every leaf is."

Su Qianmian buried his face on his shoulder, as if acting coquettishly, and quietly slapped his tears on his clean and tidy white shirt.

First, play missing, lure the enemy deep, and then get drunk and mess up, and hit it with one move. Su Qianmian drank a lot of wine, but he didn't know anything.

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Xun Mochen picked up the drunken Su Qianmian and entered the room.

The huge house has changed from a residence to a home because of the hostess.

Xun Mochen asked Su Qianmian to take a shower. Su Qianmian was soft and looked pitiful: "Is it okay not to take a shower? I'm so sleepy that I can't move..."

Of course not, it's full of alcohol.

With all kinds of helplessness, Xun Mochen had to take her to take a shower.

This is really a torture.

Su Qianmian even refused to take off her clothes. Xun Mochen took off her clothes one by one, and gave herself six big words in his heart: bind yourself, deserve it!

At the last level, Xun Mochen couldn't do it anyway.

"Take it off by yourself."

Su Qianmian fell down and hung on Xun Mochen's body, rubbing and twisting: "Can I not wash it? Go to bed. I'm so sleepy."

Xun Mochen has begun to wake up gradually.

"If you don't take a shower, you will get sick. If you get sick, you will have to get an injection."

TMD, did you coax her as a two-year-old Xun Lang?

Su Qianmian's face is so red that he can drip blood. I don't know if it's because of steaming drunkenness or something else.

Xun Mochen was afraid that Su Qianmian would fall down and held her waist. The hand was delicate and smooth, and the lines were tight and beautiful, which made people's hearts rippling.

Xun Mochen feels that the bathroom can't stay for too long. The water is too much, which is easy to make the population dry.

Su Qianmian bent down and bent his knees, took off the small inside, and then walked into the water by himself.

Xun Mochen's eyes followed her all the time, and Su Qianmian's face turned redder.

She completely submerged herself into the water. Xun Mochen was afraid of something wrong, so he walked in to look at her. Su Qianmian stretched out a hand and dragged him into the water.

Ming mandarin duck bath~

With the moisture of water, the skin is smoother.

Through the water vapor, Su Qianmian stepped forward and kissed Xun Mochen's lips.

If Xun Mochen persists, there will be a problem.

He pulled Su Qianmian into his arms, slowly took off his clothes and took off his clothes.

Shallow, just once, okay? Just indulge yourself once. You're drunk and don't know anything. What will happen tomorrow? You won't remember all this.

It's despicable and shameless, isn't it? But Qianqian, I really can't control it.

"I want you, Xun Mochen." Su Qianmian muttered in Xun Mochen's ear.

Xun Mochen's throat knot surged, and then the lubrication of water entered little by little.

"Qianqian, call my name."

" Xun Mochen."

"Well, call again."

" Xun Mochen!"

"Call!"

Xun Mochen is like a child who can't feel safe. He keeps forcing Su Qianmian to call his name. Over and over again, he will never be satisfied.

I just don't know that he has called thousands of times and tens of thousands of times in his heart.

My shallow.

The water has become slightly cool and turbid. Xun Mochen picked up Su Qianmian, wiped her dry with a bath towel, and carried her into the bedroom.

This is a bigger battlefield.

Every time, it is a deeper entry.

Su Qianmian couldn't stand it. She was cute and pitiful to let him ask for it. She held his face and kissed him deeply.

"Sing Mochen, what scares you?"

Xun Mochen suddenly stopped, and the bright moonlight left a remnant light in his dark eyes.

He was still in her body, still motionless, looking at her quietly.

Su Qianmian couldn't continue to install it, because he couldn't install it anymore, and his heart ached.

She hugged him and buried her face in his neck. Her voice trembled, as if crying, as if complaining, "I can't stand it if you treat me like that. I'm very scared. I'm afraid you really don't want me, Xun Mochen..."

Xun Mochen left her and got out of bed.

Su Qianmian shouted at him: "Xun Mochen, you coward!"

Xun Mochen turned around and smiled bitterly: "Well, I'm not only a coward, but also a greedy. The Catholic Church divides the seven deadly sins, and his ranking criterion lies in the degree of violation of love. The order is: arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, overeating, lust.

I almost have it all. The lust for you, the greed for you, the jealousy of the people around you. I will definitely go to hell, and it's not far away. One year or two years? Are you ready to get up? Watch me die little by little?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Cheng Yi'an has told me that you need to inject hormones if you are not in good health, but you can't do without sleeping pills, and the ingredients and hormones in sleeping pills inhibit each other. The side effects are too great, which increases the burden on the body. Your mental disorder comes from me, so I'll help you untie the knot, and mine.

Xun Mochen shook his head: "I don't need your pity."

"Poor?" Su Qianmian sneered: "Poor you, so I gave birth to a child for you at the age of 20? I feel sorry for you, so I slept with you? Xun Mochen, is this my pity? Then I beg you to pity me, pity me, pity me with me, pity me to go to bed with me, pity me to eat and sleep with me, pity me to listen to my nagging, pity me to watch the sunrise with me, pity me to be Xun Lang's father, pity me to say that you love me, okay? Even if it's pitiful, I can't thank him enough."

"Shallow!"

"Don't call me! Can you decide what I really want? Do you feel noble? Great and amazing? Do you think you are the sad hero? I know what I want! With you, even if it's only a year, a month, a day, a minute, a second! Xun Mochen, do you know how cruel and wasteful you are!"

Xun Mochen stood still.

Su Qianmian hugged him from his back: "Xun Mochen..." Su Qianmian couldn't help crying.

From the beginning, this was not a normal love, age gap, identity gap, and old hatred between the two.

However, even if the fate is shallow, the love is deep.