Chapter 32: Bullying

At night, the breeze came slowly, and the city of HB was brightly lit.
While Feng Chen and Fan Ruoxi were having dinner while talking, some soap bubble dramas were being broadcast on the TV, and a long-lost warmth sprang up.
"thank you"!
Fan Ruoxi recalled that in the past month, more tears had flowed than he had been in more than two decades, and she had been surprised by more things than she had taken together for more than two decades. Happiness was the same.
Sad, happy, grieved, moved, happy, and now this is good.
"Thank me!"
Feng Chen kept pulling and pulling the rice, and the chopsticks in his hand left the meat and clamped it.
"It's okay. I'll get you another bowl and see if you're hungry. By the way, there's still some wine in the refrigerator. Take it out and celebrate by the way."
"Come, take one." Fan Ruoxi filled the two glasses. He waited for Feng Chen to open his mouth and raised the jade neck. The white wine in the glass quickly reached the bottom.
To be honest, this was the first time Fan Ruoxi had drank alcohol, and it was the first time he had drank baijiu. The sensation of hotness immediately rushed into his heart, and he walked all over his body, and his face was flushed.
Fan Ruoxi, who had been drinking at this time, was even more charming and touching, and saw that Feng Chen was a little dazed and a little infatuated.
Feng Chen was not arrogant. He took the glass and drank it cleanly.
"Well, stupid, what are you looking at, hurry up, you won't even be able to drink it?" Looking at the blank Feng Chen, Fan Ruoxi smiled.
"Really a fairy" Fan Ruoxi smiled. Feng Chen didn't use the real yuan to resist the strength of alcohol. At this time, the alcohol was a little bit up, and his body was a little bit floating.
Under the action of alcohol, Feng Chen was a little embarrassed, but Fan Ruoxi had no drunkenness at all, even better than the usual mental head, and more beautiful and pleasant.
"Please clean up the bowls on the table, I'll wash and get them done." After dinner, Fan Ruoxi started preparing to wash. He also worked a whole day today, a little tired, and got up early to work tomorrow.
Even Fan Ruoxi, who drank half a catty of white wine, was a little drowsy at this time, and his head was just so awake.
Walked into the bathroom, undressed, and faded the with floral flowers on the light blue edges, revealing a white and charming figure.
Seeing that the had been soaked, two flushes crawled up on his face, and his lips were pricked, feeling a bit ashamed.
This is something that has never happened before. Although she has always been carefree, she is conservative in this regard, and even has few hands with her ex-boyfriend, let alone kisses and go to bed. That ’s not even possible, just want to I gave my beloved one for the first time in the same room on the candle night, but today this phenomenon appeared, even wet the underwear.
A different kind of feeling climbed into the atrium, thinking of this, a little shy.
Fan Ruoxi shook his head, no longer thinking, taunting what was in his mind.
Fan Ruoxi was wearing a nightgown. When he went into the bath, he might have drunk too much alcohol. He didn't even wear underwear for changing. When he came out of the bath, it was slightly cold and uncomfortable.
Maybe it ’s because of alchemy and condemnation recently, or because this warm feeling makes Feng Chen relax, or because of alcohol, Feng Chen already feels drowsy and wants to sleep, just like that on the sofa Fell asleep.
Fan Ruoxi came out of the bath and saw that Feng Chen had fallen asleep on the sofa. Fan Ruoxi, who was about to go back to the room to prepare, actually sent the ghost to the sofa and sat down.
Looking at Feng Chen who was asleep, Fan Ruoxi was a little bit out of his head, stretched out his hand and stroked Feng Chen's angular face, and couldn't help it.
There is a slight ripple in my heart, that is, the man in front of him gives himself happiness again, that is, the man in front of him can not even be disregarded for his own life, that is, the man in front of him stands up for a day to prevent himself from being hurt and aggrieved.
Feng Chen lay on the sofa and fell asleep. Maybe in a dream, he wanted to find a better sleeping position, turned over, his body slowly slipped, and Feng Chen's head just fell between Fan Ruoxi's legs. .
Fan Ruoxi's whole body trembled. With the dust of alcohol and masculinity, Fan Ruoxi just felt like he was imprisoned. His whole body could not move and could not move. This was the second such close contact between her and Feng Chen. .
Besides, she had just taken a bath, she did n’t wear underwear on her upper body, and she did n’t wear underwear on her lower body. Her dusty head was just between her legs, above her privacy, just through a thin layer of cloth. Suddenly she felt a lot of ants on her body, making her feel very itchy.
Although Fan Ruoxi had accepted Feng Chen in his heart, he was not ready yet. Now the posture of the two is too ambiguous. Fan Ruoxi's breathing can't help but be a little quick.
"What the do you do!"
Fan Ruoxi is a little bit embarrassed at this time. If you gently remove Deng Feng ’s head, it is difficult to ensure that Deng is not awakened during the movement. It happened, but if she continues to be what she is now, she can't stand it and it's particularly uncomfortable.
"Ruoxi, Ruoxi, you will be fine, will not ..."!
Feng Chen suddenly said a dream in her mouth, her face a little painful and struggling, her voice seemed to be talking to herself.
Fan Ruoxi originally wanted to pull away at once, watching that she was still worried about her own dust in her sleep, but at this time she was a bit unbearable and stopped her thoughts at this time.
Feng Chen's body was shaking at this moment, and her hands suddenly waved up until she caught something and then stopped waving her hands.
Fan Ruoxi was taken aback by Feng Chen's sudden movement. Feng Chen grabbed himself, grabbed his chest, suddenly his brain was blank, and his abdomen was fiery.
Fan Ruoxi didn't want to wake up Feng Chen with a slap at this moment, but when she thought of Feng Chen sleeping and dreaming, she was worried about herself, and she slowly put her hands down again, and gave her a hard blow on her thigh to keep herself calm.
"I owe you last life ... but you owe me last life!"
He shook his head and slept between his thighs, didn't he sleep between his thighs, and there was nothing to beat, his chest was touched and he was touched, anyway, it was his person, and sooner or later he could not escape.
That night, Fan Ruoxi was doomed to sleep.
Feng Chen's heavy breathing has been constantly stimulating her central nerves, making her extremely itchy, and her pajamas were wet with the liquid again, and even a closer look, there were traces on the sofa, and she comforted herself repeatedly and persuaded herself all night This is a normal physiological response.