The nanny's car parked at the hotel door, and Chi Chen patted Yan Meng on the back, called her name lightly, trying to pull her back from her half-dream and half-awake trance.

Yan Meng opened her heavy eyelids and supported herself to look out the window, "Are we here?"

Chi Chen lowered her hat, took off her coat and put it on her, "Here, let's get off the car, can we leave?"

Yan Meng nodded obediently.

Xiao Miao and Ning Hao got off the car first and looked at the strange people around him before walking down protecting Chi Chen and Yan Meng.

Yan Meng's legs were soft and weak. She walked like she was stepping on a soft cloud. Her half of her body was leaning in Chi Chen's arms, and she hugged herself and walked into the lobby.

Late at night, there were not many people in the hotel. The waiter at the front desk bowed his head and handed over the work with his colleagues. No one noticed that the male god was hugging a woman intimately and helped her into the elevator.

When he arrived at the floor where he lived, Xiao Miao pulled Yan Meng's bag and searched for her room card. After a long time, Yan Meng pushed away her hand, "You can't find it, only I know where it is."

She took out her wallet, pulled out a thin card from the hidden mezzanine, and placed it on the door and brushed it twice.

There was no response, and the sensing light was not on.

She was so angry that she went to pull the door handle, "Why is this card useless? Is it demagnetized?"

Xiao Miao held his forehead, "Sister Lemon, you are holding a photo of Brother Chen, of course it's useless."

"Is that true?" Yan Meng took back the card and stared at the photo and smiled foolishly: "It's really, the photo is so handsome."

He looked up at Chi Chen again, "The real person is even more handsome."

Xiao Meow: "..."

It's enough, and you don't forget to show off your love when you're drunk.

Chi Chen curled the corners of his lips and rubbed his chin against her hair. Fortunately, he had already caught a glimpse of the room card in his wallet. He picked up his fingertips, pulled it out, and opened the door.

Xiao Miao was so worried that as soon as she entered the door, she looked for a kettle all over the room and prepared to boil some hot water for Yan Meng to sober up.

She also had to take off her makeup and take a shower. Yan Meng was so in this way that she couldn't even walk steadily, and she didn't know if she could do it in the bathroom.

Chi Chen helped Yan Meng to the bed and plastered the pillow so that she could lean more comfortably.

She held Chi Chen's palm and sniffed in the car for a while just now, but now she is not sleepy and even more excited.

She smiled: "Chi Chen, I'm so happy."

Chi Chen shaved her nose with his fingers, "What are you happy with?"

"Happy with everything! Happy to be with you, happy to film with you, happy to be drunk. What should I do? I want to sing when I am happy!"

She hummed, tilted her head, and hummed her favorite melody intermittently, all of which were Chi Chen's songs.

She was tired of singing, leaned down, leaned her head on Chi Chen's arm, pouted and acted coquettishly, "Chi Chen, I want to hug, okay?"

"Okay, hug." Chi Chen opened his arms and wrapped them around her, and took her forward.

She was not satisfied and moved to him with her legs bent, hooked his neck, and buried her head in his chest.

Xiao Miao walked over inappropriately, holding a cup of hot water in her hand, "Sister Lemon, drink some water first, and your stomach will feel more comfortable."

Yan Meng shook her head. Her stomach felt very comfortable. She was not as hot as the burning sensation of fire burning in her belly when others mentioned it. She was just excited and extremely excited.

Or a little dizzy.

She pushed Xiao Miao's hand away, "No, it's too hot."

Xiao Miao looked at Chi Chen with help. Chi Chen took the teacup and placed it on the bedside table next to him, "Wait a moment, I'll feed her a little colder."

Xiao Miao walked away helplessly. When she returned, she had a few more makeup cotton pads and makeup remover in her hand. "Removing her makeup first, take a shower after taking off her makeup and taking a comfortable sleep, otherwise how could she be energetic when filming tomorrow."

Yan Meng covered her face reluctantly, "Chi Chen, I'll take off my makeup, it's ugly."

Chi Chen chuckled and lifted her long hair on both sides behind her ears, "No, I like your clean and refreshing look."

When Yan Meng heard this, she raised her face and asked Xiao Miao to remove her makeup.

The makeup cotton gently wiped the face, slowly revealing the original texture of her skin, delicate and white, leaving a faint pink on her cheeks after drinking.

There is actually not much difference between her makeup and her bare face. Her eyebrows are a little lighter and she has no raised eyeliner. She is so watery, beautiful but not charming.

Xiao Miao helped her to wash her face in the bathroom. Yan Meng didn't like to wipe her face with a towel. The water droplets slid down her cheeks and dripped on her bulging chest.

Xiao Miao also wanted to find her clothes to take a bath, and she was muttering, and Yan Meng pushed her to the door in disgust, "I know, I know, I will take a shower by myself. Why are you like my mother? How can I fall in love here?"

Open the door, sent the aggrieved little cat out, closed the door, leaned softly on the back of the door, and smiled at Chi Chen on the sofa: "Finally there is no light bulb."

Chi Chen walked over, held her horizontally in his arms, walked back to the sofa, picked up the cup of warm water and leaned close to her mouth, "Take a sip, it won't be hot anymore."

Yan Meng took a sip and refused to drink it, "No, hot."

Chi Chen touched the water cup, it was obviously not hot. "No, drink a little more."

Yan Meng shook her head, "It's not that the water is hot, it's that I'm very hot."

After she said that, she stood up swayingly, pinched the hem of the T-shirt with her hand, snatched it up, and took off the top that bothered her.

She didn't know why, but today was particularly hot.

There was a white suspender under the T-shirt. She wore a shirt today and was afraid of being exposed. The neckline of the suspender was low, barely covering the important position, revealing the white lace and soft snow gullies inside.

She threw the T-shirt casually, hooked Chi Chen's neck again, bent her legs, and straddled Chi Chen's body face to face, like a clingy cat spreading to his shoulder, "This way it won't be hot."

Chi Chen lowered his head, his eyes as dark as the surging sea in the night, his throat was dry and stubborn, and his blood was boiling. The faint anger that arose because of her drunkenness was suppressed. There was only one thought in his mind - who was punishing whom?

She pressed against him and hummed his song softly.

The chest was squeezed, and the tip of his nose was full of his smell, which was extremely manly. His fingers slowly moved down along his chest and finally covered his abdominal muscles. The solid touch came from his fingertips, and his wrist was immediately grabbed.

Chi Chen's Adam's apple surged up and down, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Zhou Chenshuang is right, drinking makes people brave, you are very brave tonight."

Yan Meng raised her chin, and her eyes were covered with mist, "Will you be angry?"

"What do you think?"

Yan Meng lowered her head and thought seriously that they were the closest lovers, and it shouldn't be too much for their girlfriend to touch her abdominal muscles.

So, she plucked up the courage to touch her again.

Chi Chen took a deep breath, and the burning feeling rushed up, desire, unprecedented.

But he knew clearly that Yan Meng was drunk and he didn't want to take advantage of others' danger.

He held her waist and lifted her from his legs. Yan Meng turned over, fell into the sofa, and hummed in dissatisfaction.

Chi Chen stood up and took out his room card from his pants pocket, "I have honey in my room, I'll get some for you."

After saying that, he walked straight to the door and pulled out the room card, "The power will be shut down for a while, I'll come over later, don't be afraid."

Yan Meng nodded without saying a word.

Chi Chen was worried that she was alone, so she went back to the room and took the honey and was about to return. She passed by the bathroom, stopped, sighed, went in and rushed into a cold water face, trying to suppress the fire that had just been lifted.

The tap water was cold and his body was still hot. Maybe when Yan Meng fell asleep, he should come back and take a cold shower.

He thought so.

When I returned to Yan Meng's room, it was pitch black inside, and only a beam of warm yellow light overflowed from the bedroom.

Chi Chen inserted the room card and the whole room suddenly became bright. He walked in, put the honey on the coffee table, and went to the bedroom to look for Yan Meng's figure.

Yan Meng sat on the ground, holding a mobile phone in one hand to illuminate something in the drawer of the bedside table with the other hand to search for something.

She was still the thin and almost transparent suspender, and under her, the loose jeans were gone, leaving only a boxer safety pants she wore when she was filming, and her slender and straight thighs were horizontally on the carpet.

His heart itched again.

He walked over and squatted down to pick her up from the ground, "The ground is cold."

Yan Meng twisted her body and refused, "Wait a minute, you'll find it right away."

He asked, "What are you looking for?"

Yan Meng smiled mysteriously, "You will know later."

He half-squatted and waited beside him. Yan Meng flipped through the drawer again, finally took out two boxes, and said in surprise: "Oh, I found it."

He raised it with a smile and shook it in front of Chi Chen's eyes, "Look."

Chi Chen glanced at the eyes and the words "Okamoto" fell clearly into his eyes.

Damn it, there was another burning heat in the lower abdomen.

"This is bought by Chu Han. I have been hiding it and I dare not let you see it." Yan Meng turned the box to the back, looked at the instructions very seriously, and muttered: "Okamoto 003, this is ultra-thin, this... is a spiral, what's the difference? I can't even use it."

"Do you want to use it?" Chi Chen's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear it clearly.

Yan Meng nodded and looked at him with wet eyes, "Is that OK?"

Chi Chen held her wrist, pulled her up from the ground, and sat by the bed.

He stood in front of her, his fingers penetrated into her hair, and asked her condescendingly: "What do you think?"

He didn't want to ask her when she was drunk, but she was too naughty tonight, so he had to clean up her.

Yan Meng lowered her eyelashes, wanted her head to be clearer, and pinched her voice and said in a gentle voice: "Chi Chen, is my love for you impure? I actually want to do that to you."

The air was filled with male hormones. Chi Chen leaned forward and rubbed his fingers against the corner of her mouth, "What do you want to do to me?"
To be continued...