"Bastard, let me down!"

Bo Fei began to struggle, why did he hug her again?

But the man ignored her protests and immediately carried her to the bedroom on the second floor.

Bo Fei was already drunk, his eyes were slightly drunk, his head was congested, and his temper was suddenly stimulated by him. He raised his hand and slapped it in the face!

Bang.

This sound was extremely loud.

Even though she was drunk, she could still hear clearly, and at the same time, her heart trembled inexplicably.

Helian Beilin had no special expression, but there were a few clear fingerprints on his fair cheek on his right.

Very abrupt.

But he didn't care about the slap.

But my whole attention was focused on somewhere in my own heart.

In Zuo Siyan's room, his body did not react at all.

But just now, she was struggling and even rubbing along the way. The desire suppressed in his body was all boiling.

It seems like a tight string that may break at any time.

Bo Fei didn't know what the man was in now. She only knew that this was just a slap, and it didn't feel good.

He was covering her with a quilt, so she stretched out her hand and hit him in the hand, preventing him from covering herself with a quilt.

The man continued to cover her, and she continued to hit him in the hand and refused to cover him.

She even stared at him with beautiful eyes, pouted lips, and looked at him with a provocative look.

Helian Beilin was defeated by her childishness and stopped, his voice feeling helpless, "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Bo Fei smiled and said, "I should ask you, do you want to do it?"

"It's time to sleep." He raised his hand and covered her with a quilt.

The next second after she left her hand, she kicked the quilt under the bed, "I won't sleep, I want to drink!"

"Also drink?" Helian Beilin half-squatted down beside the bed, looking at her, his voice inexplicably soft, "You are already drunk."

"I...I'm not drunk!"

Just like every drunk person would not feel that he was really drunk, Bo Fei sat up and felt a little hot in his body. He reached out and started to unbutton...

Helian Beilin's eyes suddenly became a little deeper.

His first reaction was to look at the door. When he came in just now, he did not close the door.

After thinking about it, I got up and closed the door.

He didn't want to see the servants and bodyguards passing by, and they could not see her body.

When I came back, when I saw the woman for the first time, Helian Beilin's glazed deep pupils tightened.

Bo Fei was originally reversal day and night, and was locked up here, so she often didn't bother to change her clothes.

The cotton pajamas I wore were easily taken off.

And her upper body's close-fitting clothes were also taken off by her.

The smooth and fair skin stimulated the most sensitive string in Helian Beilin's body. He strode close to him, picked up the quilt on the ground, and surrounded her body tightly. The sound of his mouth was obvious, "What are you doing?"

“I’m hot.”

Bo Fei stared at him, his eyes slightly innocent.

"Don't mess around." Helian Beilin put down her little body, and the quilt still held her tightly.

But Bo Fei was obviously drunk and had a bad temper. He was so fierce that he was so angry that he was so angry. "I'm just making trouble, what's going on?"

"..." What can he do? What else can he do? Helian Beilin thought so.

"Helian Beilin, do you dislike me for making trouble, right? Then let me go! If I leave, no one will make trouble, right?!"
Chapter completed!