Murong Sichen's cough forced Chai Qingyue to clearly realize that the person in front of him was not his lover. He kept pouring sake out of the half-scented wine jar, but Chai Qingyue seemed not to see it, and looked at Murong Sichen in a daze.

Because of drunkenness, Chai Qingyue's face had two unusual blushings, and there were still wine stains on the round and plump lips. The pouting two petals seemed particularly tempting. Murong Sichen felt that his usual smart brain seemed to stop working at this moment. His hands, who didn't know how to place, slowly climbed up Chai Qingyue's shoulders, and his body gradually leaned forward.

The soft touch of the lips made the string in Murong Sichen's mind completely break. There was only a "buzzing" sound in his mind. His lips began to suck involuntarily. One hand slid towards the back of Chai Qingyue's head without control, and the other hand slowly slid down and began to explore.

"Um." Chai Qingyue felt a little breathless and let out a hint of moaning uncontrollably.

This just stimulated Murong Sichen, and his lower abdomen began to slowly become hot. One hand couldn't take off his clothes. Murong Sichen took off his clothes so he could take off his clothes. He just tore off the things that could not be untied.

The silky touch of his subordinate made Murong Sichen feel like he was going crazy, and his lower body swelled rapidly. He bent down and picked up Chai Qingyue and walked towards the bed.

The heat between Murong Sichen's thighs came through the thin fabric. Chai Qingyue's eyes lit up brightly, and her mouth was rarely asked clearly: "Don't you lift it?"

......

Murong Sichen really didn't know how to answer, so he just hugged Chai Qingyue silently, gently put Chai Qingyue flattened, suppressed her body, and said to Chai Qingyue with breath, "What do you think?"

Without waiting for Chai Qingyue's answer, Murong Sichen proved with his heart that he would not take it.

Chai Qingyue, who was paralyzed by alcohol, endured Murong Sichen's joy and responded unconsciously. Chai Qingyue's response undoubtedly gave Murong Sichen great encouragement and collided harder.

The room was filled with beautiful spring light, and the pain in the body was far less painful than the pain in the heart, but there were still two lines of physiological tears in the corners of Chai Qingyue's eyes.

Murong Sichen gently slowed down the frequency of his movements, raised his head and kissed Chai Qingyue's tears, and comforted him softly: "Qingyue, I will be very careful and will not hurt you."

Unable to hear what the person on his body was saying, Chai Qingyue felt more comfortable, and just nodded numbly and murmured: "Don't leave, okay? Don't leave me."

"Okay, okay, I won't leave." Murong Sichen comforted her in a nice voice, for fear that Chai Qingyue would not be able to stop her tears, for fear that she would have swollen red eyes when she woke up tomorrow.

"Changyong..."

Chai Qingyue's murmur made Murong Sichen, who was already moving, paused, supported his upper body and stared at Chai Qingyue, and said harshly: "Call Sichen."

In an unscrupulous tone, Chai Qingyue, who was confused, had no energy to think, but just called "Si Chen" obediently, not knowing that she was attracting the wolf.

A numb feeling walked all over my body. Is this the sound of your emotions? It sounds so nice. Murong Sichen, who was stimulated, accelerated his movements under him.

I couldn't stand it just now, and Murong Sichen didn't take off his clothes at all, but he just opened his chest and it was soaked now, and the bed sheets under Chai Qingyue were also wet.

Lan Jin, who had been waiting outside the house since the second time he delivered wine, heard the movement in the house and just ordered the people in the kitchen to burn hot water. After the room was quiet, Lan Jin pricked up his ears and listened, afraid that Murong Sichen would not hear it when he called for someone to deliver hot water.

Chai Qingyue was behind, not sure whether she was tired or drunk, but she fell asleep after Murong Sichen finished work. Murong Sichen felt helpless and shook her head gently.

"Come here." Murong Sichen frowned and looked at the bed sheets and beds that were wrinkled by himself. Let's have someone come in to clean up, otherwise he would really not be able to sleep at night.

Lan Jin lowered her head and pushed the door into the room, ignoring the ambiguous aura and messy clothes in the room, and bowed and saluted: "What are your instructions?"

"Let someone carry a bucket of hot water in." Murong Sichen's tone seemed as calm as possible. When Lan Jin was about to get up and leave, he added: "Remember to let them move lighter."

"Yes, I will do it now." Lan Jin lowered his head and retreated.

Murong Sichen was very satisfied with Lan Jin's performance. This kind of respect was soaked from his bones. As a hidden guard, he knew that the master's affairs were not what he should have known.

I don’t think about the previous words, there is no rules at all.

Thinking of Xiaoyu, Murong Sichen thought that he seemed to lock the person in a woodshed, so he would go and review it later, and then change the number of people in Yingxue Pavilion.

Chai Qingyue was sleeping so hard that Murong Sichen couldn't help but scream. Of course, it was not ruled out that Murong Sichen's voice was really gentle. Such a soft call could not even be heard by Chai Qingyue, let alone Chai Qingyue who was already asleep.

There was no way, Murong Sichen had to accept his fate and pick up Chai Qingyue to take a shower.

Feeling that she was wrapped in a pot of hot soup, Chai Qingyue hummed comfortably twice, moved her fingers, moved her body slightly, found a comfortable position to lean on, and fell asleep again.

Murong Sichen had to sigh in his heart, but he didn't know how doting he smiled so much, and his hands were gentle, and he gently wiped Chai Qingyue's body, trying hard to erase the traces left by himself.

When the water became warmer, Murong Sichen stood up with Chai Qingyue in his arms. Murong Sichen, who was served in dress since childhood, looked at Chai Qingyue's folded clothes and felt very weak, so he had to take a relatively large piece of cotton cloth and wrap Chai Qingyue.

After taking a hot bath, Chai Qingyue had almost woken up after drinking, but excessive physical activities made Chai Qingyue turn over and then fall asleep.

Chai Qingyue is the kind who blushs very quickly when drinking, but the alcohol dissipates quickly. She becomes full of energy when she wakes up. But Murong Sichen didn't know that, so he still asked the kitchen to make sober soup, for fear that Chai Qingyue would have a headache when she wakes up tomorrow morning, so she thoughtfully fed a basin of hot water to wipe her face.
Chapter completed!