Chapter 883: 883: Why is the face so red

Jiang Ling knew that he was a little itchy, but couldn't bear to push him away.
When the driver heard her just now, he didn't want to throw up, right? He was a little nervous: "How much did your boyfriend drink? He won't throw up in my car, right?"
Jiang Ling knew that he retracted his hand and explained in a low voice, "Master who doesn't know how to drink, he can drink well."
In fact, she didn't know how much he was drinking, and she had never seen him drunk or vomiting.
Maybe I drank less before.
But if I drank too much today, she was a little unsure.
The driver was still not at ease and wanted to give them a ride.
I was really afraid of throwing him up in the car, slammed the accelerator, and immediately delivered to the door.
It's probably not five minutes since I got on the bus to the doorstep.
Jiang Ling knew that he didn't feel hot in his hips, but he arrived, paid the money, and then walked around to the other side and helped him down.
This time I really felt that he should have drunk too much, and the weight of the whole person was pressing on her.
Jiang Ling knew that he barely supported his body and helped him into the house.
After entering the door, the temperature is completely different from the outside.
Jiang Lingzhi directly helped him back to the room.
When she walked to the bed, she couldn't stand for a moment, and tripped her foot to the foot of the bed, and the two fell together on the big bed behind her.
The man was tall, as if he was asleep, and fell on top of her, with his cheeks buried on the side of her neck, his breath was sprayed and the temperature was a bit hot.
The mattress bounced up and down slightly, and Jiang Ling knew that he was pressed underneath, and she couldn't breathe.
"Asu?"
The man on him didn't react at all.
Jiang Lingzhi raised his hand and pushed the man aside with great effort. He lay down on one side and felt free.
"Why are you so heavy?" Jiang Lingzhi knelt down on the side of the bed and stared at the man for a while. For the first time, he felt like he couldn't do anything.
It's all right now. Last time I said that I would wait for him to be drunk.
Turns out he was really drunk.
Jiang Lingzhi leaned over, looked up and down, and then stretched out his thin white fingers to get the zipper of his coat.
As a result, as soon as he touched his zipper, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a force.
Knowing that his body was slightly stiff, Jiang Ling raised his eyes to meet those light brown peach eyes.
His eyes are very beautiful, the inside hooks are warped outside, always with a sense of hooks, light brown pupils, naturally gentle color.
On the contrary, there is always a sense of negligence, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.
When I looked at her, they looked faint again, and there was always a feeling of being bewitched, and people couldn't help but indulge in it.
"What are you doing?" His voice was a little low, trailing slightly.
Jiang Ling knew for a while that he did not know whether he was drunk or not. Although he knew that he could not ask, he couldn't help but ask him: "Are you drunk?"
Li Shunan squeezed the fingers of her wrist for a while, her peachy eyes were half-closed, and her fingertips gently rubbed her smooth skin: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Lingzhi felt that even if he was not drunk and lost consciousness, it was almost the same.
She leaned over, blinked her dark eyes, and whispered softly, "I just helped you take off your clothes. It's uncomfortable to sleep in your clothes."
There is no time for the next move.
The next moment, the wrist tightened, and there was already a tremendous change between the two.
Li Shunan pressed her wrist and pinched her chin with the other hand, rubbing against the skin on her chin, his voice was heavy and dumb: "Why is my face so red?"