It was the voice of a man, how could Jian Ningmeng dare to poke her head out? He quickly helped Jian Jichen stagger in.

Jian Jichen was covered in alcohol when he came back, and he walked like he was walking on cotton. His tie disappeared, his shirt collar was wide open, and he stared at Jian Ningmeng with blurred eyes for a long time as he entered the door and asked, "Ling...Ningmeng?"

"Brother Ji Chen, I am Ning Meng, come in quickly."

Jian Ningmeng had never seen Jian Jichen so drunk, nor had she ever seen Jian Jichen lose his composure. She suddenly had no idea how to deal with it.

At 155, she took a lot of effort to drag Jian Jichen to the sand from the door. The bath towel had already slipped to the ground. She didn't care and quickly went to get a bottle of water and handed it to Jian Jichen and said, "Brother Jichen, drink some water."

Jian Jichen smiled charmingly, took the water bottle, but his eyes were still looking at Jian Ningmeng and said, "My little Ningmeng is so beautiful." Jian Ningmeng secretly became secretly happy. Is this considered saying the truth after drinking?

Jian Ningmeng squatted bent beside Jian Jichen, holding his hand and asked, "I'm only wearing this dress for you to see, that's great!"

"Yeah, OK!"

Jian Ningmeng said happily: "Then you say, Miss Xin, do you like it?"

"Miss Xin? Which Miss Xin?"

Jian Jichen covered his chest and seemed to be about to vomit. Jian Ningmeng quickly helped him to the bathroom. As soon as he entered the bathroom, Jian Jichen vomited wildly. He probably had vomited all the meals he had eaten tonight, right? He stumbled out and shouted as soon as he went out: "Ningmeng..."

Jian Ningmeng was turning over Jian Jichen's pajamas. She trotted to Jian Jichen with her pajamas. She should feel more comfortable when she vomited it out. She hurriedly put down her pajamas and handed him mouthwash.

Finally put Jian Jichen on the bed. Jian Ning was so tired that she was sweating profusely. She lay on Jian Jichen's face and said, "Brother Jichen, I can finally take care of you once."

Jian Jichen did not respond at all. He seemed to be asleep but did not seem to be asleep because he was muttering something. Jian Ningmeng leaned closer but couldn't hear clearly, so she held his hand and wanted to read his heart through her palms. She was very strange but she didn't read anything.

but……

Jian Ning Meng took advantage of her red lips and poked a lip mark on Jian Jichen's face. Although Jian Jichen had a smell of alcohol on her body, the originally unpleasant smell of alcohol hit Jian Jichen, which made her smell smell like a fragrance.

Jian Ningmeng leaned her head against Jian Jichen's chest and said, "Brother Jichen, I will be in my 30s in another year. When I am in my throne, would you marry me as a wife?" As soon as Jian Ningmeng finished speaking, she felt a warm palm covered with her smooth back, which immediately made her blood flow back.

She didn't dare to move for a moment. She felt a subtle feeling. The palm seemed to carry magic. As it moved, the touched skin burned. Jian Ningmeng bit her lip, held her breath and leaned against Jian Jichen's arms.

Until the palm slid over her shoulder and continued to walk downstream, the next target was her "shuangfeng". Jian Ningmeng glanced at her sideways. What should I do? She...

Jian Ningmeng's heart was beating like a beating drum, and she had never experienced the kind of ambiguousness between men and women. Jian Jichen was the man in her life who had given her father and brother and had held hands.

At this moment, she had a desire and yearning for **** deep in her heart, so she did not stop Jian Jichen's hand from sliding down. Every inch of skin that was stroked was ignited, making Jian Ning's face turn red and her heart was extremely hot.
Chapter completed!