Su Qing is in a hurry and crawls out of the bathtub.

She forced herself not to see the man in the bathtub.

Make the strength of suckling, just will Jomo Han from the bathtub to help up, half sit against.

At this time, the water in the bathtub has been completely discharged.

She took out a clean bathrobe and put it on jomohan's body. Before she could tie the belt for him, she dragged him out of the bathroom.

Fortunately, probably because by this time, jomohan's wine had been slightly faded.

Although he still did not wake up, but also know that the weight of the body on her shoulder, half pushed to follow her out.

"Hoo --"

the force of nine oxen and two tigers was abolished.

Su Qing finally helped Qiao Mo han to the side of the big bed.

When she saw the big bed, the string in her head that had been tense was broken instantly.

In the body, the last bit of strength, is evacuated at this time.

Jomo was too cold, and her whole body was leaning on her. Even though her strength was bigger than that of ordinary girls, she couldn't bear it any longer after struggling for so long.

Su Qing felt that her body strength was gradually pulling away, as if because of the wine and the steam in the bathroom, so that the head has become dizzy.

Instinctively, she used her last strength to throw jomohan to the big bed.

Then, Su Qing's whole body took off and fell forward.

In this way, straight, supporting the edge of the bed, planted.

Kneeling on the carpet beside the bed.

And hands, then support in the edge of the bed.

The wine was so strong that even the skin of my eyes was a little heavier than usual.

She held her head in fear of dizziness.

Wait for Su Qing to slow for a while, the feeling that the head is dizzy rises rises, just retreated a few.

And at this moment, Jomo was lying on his back in the big bed.

Because Su Qing was thrown on the big bed at will, the disordered bathrobe, although still wrapped in Qiao Mohan's body.

But Su Qinggang just put on his bathrobe action, too hasty.

At this time, the bathrobe without belt was scattered with the movement of jomohan falling on the big bed.

He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his long legs resting on the edge of the bed.

Under the bathrobe, but nothing.

Su Qinggang recovered some of his senses and slowly raised his head to see the situation of Joe Mohan.

As a result, just look up.

The line of sight is just on the hem of jomohan's bathrobe.

Face, bang, on the red.

The rest of the wine, with the faster and faster heart, straight to the head.

Finally.

There's no time to say anything.

In this way, "bang" sound, completely fell down.

It's so undead that I fall between jomohan's bathrobes.

....

Su Qing because see too shocked picture, fainted, in bed installed drunk man but quietly, opened his eyes.

Danfeng's eyes are full of deep smile.

Big palm, covering Su Qing's pink face, looking at the little face red, has fainted in the past of the small wild cat.

The corners of the mouth are light, which arouse a smile of evil.

"Little wildcat This time, you can't escape any more... "

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