Shi Qingjue's lips gently pursed.

He glanced casually, and then he saw his second-hand brother, who was already lying on the sofa, but he still held a glass of wine in his hand and sipped two sips from time to time.

"Stop drinking." Shi Qingjue reached out and snatched his wine glass.

He looked at Shi Qing'an's flushed face and frowned slightly without any trace, "Shi Qing'an, I'm drunk."

"How is that possible!" Shi Qingan jumped up immediately.

He tried to open his eyes wide and seemed particularly awake, and even straightened his back, "I'm not drunk! I can still drink!"

The blue veins on Shi Qingjue's forehead jumped down fiercely.

He raised his eyes and signaled Bai Jingchen, who immediately took away all the bottles and glasses, and Lan Chu also helped.

Shi Qingjue directly reached out and picked up Shi Qing'an's collar, "Get back to the room to sleep, no more drinks."

"Oh, don't..." Shi Qingan struggled for a few times.

However, Shi Qingjue is still soberer than him. Erhan can't beat him normally, and now he is even more powerless.

Shi Qingjue narrowed his narrow eyes and glanced back at Nan Xiyue who was sleeping on the sofa, "Please take care of Miss Lan and send this woman back to her room."

If Shi Qinglan gets up tomorrow, he will definitely settle the score with them when he knows that his sister is drunk and has no one to take care of him.

"Oh oh okay." Lan Chu nodded in confusion.

Shi Qingjue carried Shi Qingan upstairs, dragging and carrying him, and really wished he could throw him downstairs!

After Lan Chu collected the bottle, he walked back to the sofa and gently pushed Nan Xiyue twice, "Sister Xiyue, are you okay?"

"Um..." Nan Xiyue gently pouted her red lips.

She turned over lazy and charmingly, and gently lifted her eyelids casually, "Did Shi Qingan admit defeat?"

"Uh..." Lan Chu didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After a glance at Nan Xi's moonlight, he saw that Shi Qingjue and Shi Qingan had already returned to the house, so he stretched lazily, then stood up slowly on the sofa, "Then I'll go back to sleep, too."

"Is that OK?" Lan Chu raised his eyes and looked at her.

She reached out to hold Nan Xiyue's arm, but after all, she was not very familiar with her, "Do you need me to send it back..."

"No need." Nan Xiyue's red lips curled down gently.

She looked back at Lan Chushi's smile, probably because of drunkenness. The corners of the woman's eyes were still light red, and she looked even more charming, "I can do it myself."

As she said that, she walked upstairs.

Nan Xiyue walked up slowly with the handrail of the stairs. The bottle of wine had a little stamina, which made her feel dizzy and a little confused, and even some heavy shadows appeared in front of her.

Up to the second floor, she staggered to hold the wall.

The woman was wearing a fiery red dress, her fair legs swaying between the hem of the skirt. She took off her high heels and was barefoot, and her slightly narrowed eyes were filled with a little drunkenness...

But suddenly, she accidentally stepped on the hem of the skirt that was dragging the ground!

The whole person's center of gravity suddenly became unstable. Nan Xiyue rushed forward unexpectedly, "Oh--"

She couldn't help but close her eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

But she didn't notice any pain for a long time, which made her frown in confusion and stretched out her hand to touch her twice.

It was not a cold tiled floor or a soft carpet. It felt hot and hard, and it seemed to have a very special elasticity that made her unable to help but touch it twice more.

"Have you touched enough?"

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

Nan Xiyue's hand suddenly stopped. She raised her eyes, and what caught her eye was a handsome and cold face.

However, the handsome man gradually appeared in front of her eyes. The two faces with very similar facial features gradually overlapped together, and the sharp eyebrows and eyes seemed to have become softer.

"Eh? Male God?" Nan Xiyue blinked her beautiful eyes lightly.

She stood up from Shi Qingjue's arms and held his face with both hands, "Have you returned to the bedroom?"

Shi Qingjue curled his jaw and glanced at the hands holding his face. A trace of disgust flashed between his eyebrows, which made him frown tightly, "I'm not a male god, let go."

"How could it be not!" Nan Xiyue's eyes widened.

She touched Shi Qingjue's face unrestrainedly, followed his eyebrows and eyes down, touched his nose with love, and her fingertips finally stopped on his lips, "That's it!"

"Look at this mouth-watering appearance, you can only touch it in your dream..." Nan Xiyue narrowed her eyes.

She did think she was dreaming at this moment.

After all, it is rare to see the top brother who was presented to the altar, let alone touch it. Only in the dream can she start to wrinkle the love story of the entertainment circle between herself and the male god...

"Male God." Nan Xiyue raised her face and looked at him.

Her soft body was plunged into the man's arms, and her fingertips even drew circles on his chest, "I like it very much! I... I have been fanning for many years!"

Shi Qingjue has never had such close contact with women.

Even with my sister, I have never had such intimate actions, and I am in a very repulsive state...

But Nan Xiyue was filled with fragrance.

Unlike the light cherry blossom fragrance on my sister, the rose fragrance on this woman is charming and ostentatious, and the wine stimulates her brain, making people feel that she is still a little bit more attractive.

"Let go." Shi Qingjue looked at her with a cold expression.

Nan Xiyue hugged his neck and even put her face on the man's chest, "No, I'm going to sleep with my brother tonight."

Hearing this, Shi Qingjue's eyes leaped down fiercely.

He frowned and looked down at the woman, stretched out his hand to try to pull her away, but this damn woman's hands were very tight...

"Nan Xiyue." Shi Qingjue's voice was heavy and angry.

The woman's lazy and charming voice sounded, and there seemed to be a little smile in her voice, "So the male god still remembers my name."

"..." Shi Qingjue took a deep breath with gritted teeth.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Nan Xiyue's appearance of being wrapped around her, and simply bent down and hugged her legs, carried her on his shoulders, and then walked towards his room as a meteor.

Nan Xiyue suddenly felt like the sky was turning dimly.

Then her head was facing down, and her soft body was folded and carried on the man's shoulder, making her head even more dizzy.

"Male...Male God put me down." The woman's charming voice sounded, and she gently clenched her fists and hit Shi Qingjue's back.

However, her body was so soft that the force of pounding him was like scraping, which did not cause any effect. So she rubbed his shoulders honestly and struggled twice.

"Don't move around." Shi Qingjue's voice was extremely heavy.
Chapter completed!