Chapter 24 Immaculate

Su Yifan was completely shocked, which was more shocking than when he saw Albert facing himself with *.

Is this Zhang Yao? Has the soul been changed by aliens?

After Zhang Yao drank these wines, her little face became pink almost instantly, just like when she was shy.

Vedka pure drink is a challenge even for adult men, and Russians, known as the fighting nation, especially like this kind of liquor. The strong alcohol stimulation instantly made Zhang Yao's eyes blurred. Looking at Su Yifan's thin little body at the same time, she began to shake.

This is a normal reaction of drinking too much. The abnormal thing is that Zhang Yao actually drinks so much. Su Yifan has seen those Jianghu people drinking and not playing like this, and the little sister is indeed bold in some aspects.

In the small private room, the two sat face to face. Su Yifan wanted to get up and help Zhang Yao. Unexpectedly, the little sister stabilized her body and poured herself another cup.

This is about to exceed the limit of ordinary people. Su Yifan reached out to stop him. Zhang Yao didn't let Su Yifan's hand touch her, but actually drank half a cup.

I really drank half a cup this time, probably because I really can't drink it anymore.

Su Yifan could only watch Zhang Yao's face change from pink to red, and her eyes continued to be blurred.

The toughness of the little sister is beyond Su Yifan's imagination. Even after going through various spies and killers, he still doesn't know how to face this situation.

Zhang Yao didn't give Su Yifan more opportunity to think. She paused for a moment and drank the second cup of vodka.

Two glasses of spirits, even boys at Su Yifan's age are generally directly unconscious. Zhang Yao can actually sit there and stare at Su Yifan, but her eyes are much bolder than before drinking.

Su Yifan was a little scared by Zhang Yao and asked tentatively, "Are you... all right?"

Zhang Yao shook her head and then nodded again. She looked completely messy.

Su Yifan never thought that Zhang Yao would get drunk, and he got drunk at the beginning without warning.

This doesn't seem to be right?

Zhang Yao had to pour wine for herself again. This time, Su Yifan finally couldn't let her succeed and reached out to grab the glass.

"No drinking." Su Yifan has always been gentle to Zhang Yao. Well, in fact, he is very gentle to everyone. This time, he is rarely a little strict. "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Yao's eyes are still blurred, as if covered with a layer of water mist.

Drinking to celebrate your return, or something else? Zhang Yao herself is not very clear that she can't hold so many things in her mind - tink-dong notes, electronic devices, software, the world that every song contains, or the warm care brought to Su Yifan. These are all that Zhang Yao has. She neither pursues nor cares about more things. Her world is full enough.

Facing Su Yifan's separate concern, Zhang Yao felt happy, so she drank her first glass of wine.

After drinking the first glass of wine, she felt dizzy as scheduled. Zhang Yao felt that she was about to faint at any time, but when she saw Su Yifan's surprised and concerned expression, she couldn't help wanting to drink the second glass.

This behavior really aroused Su Yifan's strong reaction. He stopped Zhang Yao when she continued to pour wine.

Crossing the not-large dining table, Su Yifan's hand firmly grasped Zhang Yao's wrist, and his eyes were slightly sharp.

"No drinking."

Repeat it, which is very effective. Zhang Yao did not continue to touch the wine bottle.

Drinking should have nothing to do with the little sister in Su Yifan's concept.

Zhang Yao is indeed drunk, and she gets drunk quickly. There was no delicate physique, but it was a strange turning that could drink more than ten times more than ordinary people. Su Yifan saw Zhang Yao being stopped by himself, and then his eyes were a little lax. In the end, his whole body seemed to faint, and his whole body was weak.

There are many kinds of drunk people, and Zhang Yao is definitely the quietest kind.

That is, after Su Yifan turned around the table and grabbed Zhang Yao for half a minute, the little sister simply fainted and fell into Su Yifan's arms.

The drunken Zhang Yao had a shallow smile on her face, which felt like she was enjoying some kind of happiness.

Su Yifan looked down at Zhang Yao's still pure face, and there was always an unstoppable pity in his heart. He instantly understood why Zhang Yao did this.

Zhang Yao, who dares not release herself like this, may be too depressed at ordinary times. Only when she sees Su Yifan dares to get drunk and turn down thousands of sorrows.

No one knows what Zhang Yao is thinking, and even Su Yifan can't grasp it.

The current situation is very realistic. Su Yifan had to hold Zhang Yao, who was about to fall, and feel her thin but still soft body.

In fact, nothing was touched on the table. Zhang Yao disrupted the rhythm as soon as she came up. Now Su Yifan has to consider taking Zhang Yao to a place to sober up.

Thinking about it carefully, there seems to be no better choice. Su Yifan could only pay the bill and dragged Zhang Yao, who was slightly unconscious, out of the bar, and received all kinds of strange eyes on the way.

For good, this kind of look was nothing to Su Yifan. He calmly half hugged Zhang Yao and went out of the bar.

Su Yifan, who took care of the drunk, was not very experienced. He took a little effort to bring Zhang Yao back from the bar to the secret base. It was the security guard who once stopped Su Yifan who was too lazy to show admiration when he saw Su Yifan this time. In his opinion, it would be strange if Su Yifan didn't come back with a beautiful girl.

Su Yifan couldn't stop other people's moles, and could only rely on his own efforts to take Zhang Yao upstairs and enter the room.

Zhang Yao was completely unconscious. Su Yifan simply picked up the girl into her room and put it in the way of a princess hug. This detail reminded Su Yifan of Neil, who seemed to have taken care of drunkenness, and felt a little melancholy in an instant.

Zhang Yao's body is spread flat and looks particularly light. Her thin body floats like a layer of willow catkins. Her shallow trousers show half of her snow-white calves and are dazzlingly white.

Su Yifan leaned over to help Zhang Yao take off her small leather shoes and pulled up the quilt to let the little sister sleep for a while, but found that Zhang Yao's hand grasped her clothes tightly and could not be loosened.

After a few attempts, Su Yifan simply sat next to Zhang Yao and looked at the little sister who was gradually falling asleep.

Patience is the best of all the characteristics of Su Yifan. Su Yifan is still very patient with Zhang Yao, who has no response when she falls asleep.

The passage of time is not a problem. Su Yifan once spent too much time alone and could only play with himself. He sat there without feeling a trace of impatience and was calm and simple.

It seems that every time I am with Zhang Yao, I either enjoy peace or play crazily, which makes me extremely relaxed.

Zhang Yao, who closed her eyes, looked more immature. There was a light smile on her face like a middle school student, and a small mouth pouted slightly, and she breathed and sucked well-proportioned and flat. The only thing that can be seen is that the girl fell asleep because she was drunk, that is, her flushed skin.

Su Yifan actually wanted to send Zhang Yao home, but he knew that this would not only cause misunderstanding, but also make Zhang Yao's parents question the whereabouts of their children. But it doesn't seem good to throw the little girl in the ** that should belong to him... Forget it, he has done too many bad things, and Su Yifan doesn't think it matters.

During the period when he was dragged by Zhang Yao and couldn't leave, Su Yifan also carefully silenced the phone ring, and then sat by the bed and continued to look at the little sister's spring sleep picture.

After sleeping for a while, Zhang Yao seemed to start to dream. Her body trembled slightly, and a small mouth opened and closed several times. She grabbed Su Yifan's clothes and raised her hand, and began to pull Su Yifan hard.

Su Yifan wanted to break free from Zhang Yao's pull, but Zhang Yao seemed to be very determined in her dream. A pair of small hands refused to let go of Su Yifan and pulled him closer to her little sister again.

Looking at Zhang Yao's words closely, the young girl's tenderness has almost turned into invisible**. Zhang Yao's eyelashes with her eyes closed were particularly long, making her false eyelashes dark. Her small nose was as shiny as jade carving, and the blush on her face was still wandering, and her whole body was like a seductive picking feather.

Although there is still a little alcohol in her mouth, the fragrance on Zhang Yao's body is still there.

Su Yifan is so close. Looking at such a little sister, he really can't control it.

Two people's breath can touch each other's skin. The difference is that Zhang Yao can't feel it and Su Yifan feels it too deeply.

In this case, Su Yifan felt that he could not calm down and could not hold on for long. Maybe he would kiss Zhang Yao's red face after a while.

Before this idea completely occupied his mind, Su Yifan wanted to try to break free from Zhang Yao's hand. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yao was more happy than Su Yifan and actually pulled Su Yifan to kiss herself.

This reverse kiss is generally powerless. The problem is that Su Yifan really doesn't resist in his heart. He doesn't even have time to despise himself. Zhang Yao's little mouth has come over.

Su Yifan didn't even figure out what his relationship was with Zhang Yao. Relatives? Classmate? Friend? Brother and sister? Or... a couple? The kiss has crossed his lips.

It doesn't fall from the sky, but it's always around.

To be fair, Su Yifan had the strength to avoid and break free from Zhang Yao's movements. The little girl's slender body did not have the strong pressure that he could not resist. Zhang Yao is not Nell, and Su Yifan can't move.

But when it came to time, Su Yifan didn't dodge.

Maybe Zhang Yao is too** now, maybe he still feels sorry for his little sister in his heart, maybe the two are infinitely closer because of Su Yifan's almost collapsed conversation, or maybe for some other reason. Anyway, Su Yifan let himself hesitate a little, and then he tasted Zhang Yao's lips.

So beautiful, so sweet, so flawless.