Chapter 77： Women are not drunk, men have no chance (1/2)
[The text of Chapter 1]
Section 77 Chapter 77: Women Are Not Drunk, Men Have No Chance
Su Ke finally remembered who this woman was before. Last time, this mature woman teased herself with Du Yan's Du Wan. The last scene immediately appeared in her mind. It was a bit unnatural, but she left. Passed by: ”Sister Qin Zheng!”
”呦 --- Mr. Xiaozheng still remembers her sister! It's not white --- hurts you!” When Qin Zheng talked, her body shook involuntarily and Su Ke held her arm, Through that layer of lace cotton, Qin Zheng's delicate skin can be clearly felt, and there was an impulse to get an electric shock to pull back.
”Come --- help sister!” It seems that Qin Zheng really did not drink a lot. When he spoke, Su Ke could smell a strong wine and a slight aroma.
”Eh!” Su Ke couldn't let go now, nodded at Lin Xiaobai at the side, ”Sister Qin Zheng, let me help you upstairs!” After holding Qin Zheng's arm, he walked towards the stairs Mouth walked past.
Qin Zheng's footsteps are a bit frivolous, like stepping on cotton, especially after climbing up the steps, and even more crumbling, Su Ke had to support it hard, otherwise I'm afraid this woman will really fall.
”Hello!” Qin Zheng arrived a little sober, knowing that she was touching the wall with her hand, but her drunk and hazy body was still under control. As soon as she took a step, her body crooked, her feet slipped, and she immediately lost her focus.
Su Ke had long guessed that Qin Zheng would have such a situation. She quickly reached out and held Qin Zheng's waist, her left hand was holding her arm across her chest, and encircled her in her arms.
In this way, Qin Zheng even relaxed and leaned his body directly against Su Ke. Su Ke suddenly felt that his left hand touched a ball of soft meat, which was very large, full, and even elastic. The surface of the back of the hand is squeezed to form a flat surface, which is tightly pressed against the back of the hand.
”Eh!” Su Ke immediately hesitated. Although he already knew what was so full, he couldn't help but look down.
Sure enough, Qin Zheng's left breast has changed shape, a lot higher than the group on the right, and there is a layer of black cotton straps in this hollow lace cotton dress, although there is no way to see the situation inside, But it also made Su Ke's heart beating.
And her right hand holding Qin Zheng's waist was spread out, and she leaned on her lower abdomen, soft and with a trace of insignificant cellulite. As she breathed, the touch became stronger.
Su Ke knew how embarrassing he was now, pretending to glance at Qin Zheng's expression casually, but found that the mature woman's eyes had narrowed slightly, her cheeks flushed, and the wings on both sides of her breath kept expanding. Something was still muttering in his mouth.
”I'm going! This is just torture!” Su Ke felt abruptly in his heart, and the back of his left hand was constantly feeling the squeezing of the soft meat. Qin Zheng's entire weight rested on his own body, and the two were close together. Together.
With a grunt, I swallowed my saliva, knowing that I had bitterness in my heart, and the little tent in adolescence had a tendency to look up at this time. It seemed like he was igniting a flame and he was panicking.
”It's terribly fatal!” Su Ke arched slightly, trying to make his little brother behave as low-key as possible, and clenched his teeth to move up again.