Chapter 1260 (1/2)

“…… Sobbing, wine, I can still drink... ”

”All right, all right, draw! It's a tie Looking at Natasha is still ready to drink, Jiang Chen quickly snatched the bottle from her hand.

He didn't dare to let her drink.

It was the first time he had met anyone who could drink vodka as a beer.

If she wants to drink like this again, I'm afraid an ambulance will come

”No - yes! I can still drink! Bring me wine Sex... ”

At this moment, however, Natasha suddenly stood up and threw herself at Jiang Chen, who had snatched her wine bottle. She threw him down on the stool.

There was a clang, and the wooden floor was covered with things.

Lying on Jiang Chen's body, Natasha mumbled in a drunken voice and reached for the bottle in Jiang Chen's hand, ”how could I possibly lose It's impossible. ”

This guy's bad wine!

Looking at Natasha hanging on him with black lines, Jiang Chen turned his eyes to Xia Shiyu for help, but he only had a cold look in response to him.

”I have a job tomorrow You should rest early, too. Don't make it too late. ”

Xia Shiyu, wrapped in his bathrobe, sighed, turned and disappeared at the intersection of the balcony, leaving Jiang Chen with a figure of his back.

Jiang Chen then turned to Aisha for help.

The truth is hopeless.

Even the most clever and gentle Aisha, also subtly moved away from her eyes, pretending to be looking at the scenery.

Jiang Chen could not help feeling the deep malice from this world.

But to tell you the truth, it feels good to be pressed on the body by that soft ball.

Especially the blood red lips, gently spit a slightly hot air flow, but also with a trace of intoxicating wine gas. At the moment, she is like a delicate red apple, or the kind of ripe, let people just look at want to go up and bite.

Would it be nice to hold that position for a while?

Just like this, Jiang Chen began to relax his shoulder muscles. A bad feeling suddenly climbed into his heart.

Looking at Natasha, who began to gasp, Jiang Chen suddenly thought of something, her face changed dramatically, and she tried to hold the soft mud like Xiang de shoulder. However, Natasha, who entangled him, was like an octopus, fixing him in the soft arms and unable to move.

”Wait, wait, wait Hold on. When I get up, I'll take you to the bathroom. Don't be here

It's late!

”Ouch!”

Lying on Jiang Chen's chest, that delicate red lips, without warning, vomited a rare crash.

Because the picture is too tragic, it is not suitable to describe with words.

The camera turns to one side, with her arms in her arms and leaning against the balcony door, Aisha's face appears to have such an expression, nodding for her wise decision not to intervene.

Generally speaking, Natasha is not drunk, at least Aisha has not seen it a few times.

But if you're drunk.

It must be a good vomit

When Jiang Chen was away, she, who loved cleaning the house, was angry with Natasha about it

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