Chapter 82 (1/2)

Yang Yi entered his house and went up the second floor spontaneously. She walked unsteadily. Wang Jiaze did not support her waist for fear that she would tumble down the stairs.

Yang Yi went to his room, opened the door, turned back and said to Wang Jiaze, ”I, I have been here! Do you believe it or not? ”

Wang Jiaze nodded. Believe it, why not? Now drunk, does she regard him as Wang Jiaze or a stranger?

Yang Yi walked into his room, went through the living room, went directly into the bedroom, kicked his slippers, climbed onto the bed and began to jump. Bed issued a thumping sound, Yang Yiru with trampoline, rhythmic together with a fall. Wang Jiaze is watching but pinching a cold sweat, she has almost no sense of balance at this time, will fall to the ground at any time. ”Yang Yi, come down!”

”No coming down, no coming down.” She made all kinds of faces as she danced.

Voice just fell, she suddenly to the side of a skew, see is about to fall out of bed, Wang Jiaze rushed to pull her, she fell down, hit him.

Wang Jiaze curled up in pain, his stomach, oh Although Yang Yi is petite and smashed down heavily, he is also injured!

Yang Yi seems to have no pain at all, lying on his stomach, suddenly twist the body to climb up, slightly raise himself, and his face close to the face.

Wang Jiaze opened his eyes and saw this strange picture. He was hit by someone's bed?

Her eyes ran over his face, her throat, and into the open button shirt.

In an instant, the flame ignited on Wang Jiaze, and his heart began to accelerate. He held his breath and looked at her. Her soft face, hazy eyes, like a drunken cat, silly smile, simple and lovely. The sound of his breathing became heavier as she drew closer to him. She suddenly said, ”feel good.”

Wang Jiaze's eyes suddenly darkened.

Yang Yi pressed two times in Wang Jiaze's chest, ”is there chest muscle? Show me. ” She began to peel the shirt.

Wang Jiaze pressed her hand: ”enough Yang Yi, don't make trouble.”

Yang is determined to untie his button. Wang Jiaze suddenly turns over and presses her under her body. She stares vaguely. Wang Jiaze's eyes gently caress her white and delicate face and slowly lowers her head.

Yang Yi glares big eyes, suddenly covers his mouth, pushes Wang Jiaze away and rushes out of bed.

A moment later, Wang Jiaze squatted beside Yang Yi and patted her on the back. People who are usually so restrained do their best to find that they are crazy. Are you happy to vomit?

Yang Yi vomites up, still don't forget to pour water for oneself gargle. And then he staggered out and said, ”where's my cell phone? Cell phones. ”

She sat down on the sofa in the living room, touched the remote control on the tea table and leaned to her ear.

Wang Jiaze was about to laugh. If Yang Yi wakes up tomorrow, if you remember what she did, will she kill him in anger?

She held the remote control, slowly curled up her legs, no matter the look or the eyes, were lonely like falling into the deep winter of sorrow. Wang Jiaze was trying to persuade her to go to bed when she suddenly said, ”hello? Wang Jiaze

Wang Jiaze's step is frozen, others are opposite her, she should give him ”call”? Watching her holding the remote control ”on the phone.”

”Wang Jiaze, I'll tell you,” she lowered her head, her forehead against her thigh, and her voice seemed to be talking. ”Let's call it a day.”