Novel: Zhang Li who is drunk

But this kind of thing is not good to say to Daddy, and liu Cuihua can't help it, so there is no way but to accept it.

"Daddy, mother." You rest, I'm gone. ”

Zhang Xiaolong put away the money and ran out quickly.

"Slow down, I'll send you, this boy..."

Zhang Shanshui stood up and looked for flashlights everywhere, and when he found the flashlight, Zhang Xiaolong was long gone.

Zhang Xiaolong felt the darkness and walked towards Zhang Li's house, because he was afraid of being discovered, he did not take the right path, but walked the field. One foot deep and one foot shallow, the night wind blew a little cold, but Zhang Xiaolong did not feel cold at all, but he was hot and dry.

As soon as he thought of Zhang Li's seductive posture, Zhang Xiaolong's blood boiled, his body was hot, and his pace also accelerated.

The living room of Zhang Li's house was lit up, and someone was at home at a glance.

Zhang Xiaolong did not dare to rush in rashly, but lightly reached the window and went to the house to look.

Through the crack in the door, You can see Zhang Li lying on the table as soft as mud, she wears a translucent suspender dress, due to lying down, the suspender strap on one shoulder slips down, Zhang Xiaolong can clearly see Zhang Li a large piece of seductive spring light.

Zhang Xiaolong swallowed a mouthful of spit fiercely, and did not rush into the house, still quietly lying in front of the window looking at Zhang Li.

There were three or four empty beer bottles on the table, and Zhang Li, who had never drunk alcohol, seemed to have drunk a lot, and the feminine little blushed, like a ripe peach.

"Shhh, husband, don't leave me behind..."

Three or four bottles of beer went down, and Zhang Li was drunk as mud, sobbing in confusion.

Zhang Xiaolong shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Li, who is usually dignified and beautiful, never drinks, and treats people and things so that people can't fault it. Today, she is drunk like mud, needless to say, it must be because of her husband's affairs to use wine to dispel sorrows.

Looking at Zhang Li's uncomfortable sobbing appearance, Zhang Xiaolong also stopped rubbing, directly pushed the door in, walked quickly to Zhang Li and hugged her.

Zhang Li was plump and a young woman. Unlike the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl's light posture, Zhang Xiaolong reached out and hugged Zhang Li, Zhang Li fell into Zhang Xiaolong's arms, and suddenly, a pungent smell of wine mixed with the alluring smell of perfume came to his face, Zhang Xiaolong's heart fluttered, his feet were soft, he stumbled, and almost fell on his back.

"Husband, are you back?"

In the confusion, Zhang Li half-opened her beautiful eyes and reached out her hand to wrap her arms around Zhang Xiaolong's neck.

Feeling the gentle touch coming from the delicate body in his arms, Zhang Xiaolong's breathing became thicker, and he hugged Zhang Li's waist hard, taking him into his arms, eager to tuck Zhang Li into his body.

"Sister Zhang Li, you have drunk too much, I will help you go back to your room to rest."

Zhang Xiaolongqiang resisted the impulse in his heart and stumbled to the bedroom with Zhang Li in his arms.

"Husband, don't leave me..."

Zhang Li, who was drunk as mud, took Zhang Xiaolong as her husband in a trance, opened her cherry mouth, and kissed Zhang Xiaolong.