Chapter 805 (1/2)

Sheng Jingheng smelled her familiar and attractive fragrance through the door.

I just drank a few glasses of wine downstairs. The wine will come up. The breath is endured and endured, and then it calms down.

When South Vietnam opened the door, he looked as usual, but his deepening black eyes betrayed him a little.

The corridor was quiet, and the other three should have stayed in their rooms.

Nanyue asked without much scruples, ”brother, how much did you drink?”

”A few, not much.” Sheng Jingheng answered truthfully, his eyes locked on her face and didn't move.

Five, six, seven, eight, nine cups can be called several.

And according to the posture of their men drinking, it is estimated that one cup can top the usual two.

Otherwise, I wouldn't drink like this.

However, South Vietnam is the first time to see him drink like this. It is inevitable that it is somewhat novel and doesn't mind too much.

After all, it's estimated that it's only once a year. It's hard to have a second time.

She smiled lightly, then came forward to hug his waist line and looked up at him: ”is your brother very happy tonight?”

Sheng Jingheng lowered his head and said, ”well, I'm very happy.”

Looking at him like this, Nanyue's lips smiled even more, and said, ”just be happy.”

Then he turned his face, leaned quietly in front of him and smelled the wine on him. He didn't hate it. On the contrary, he smelled good.

This is probably the embodiment of loving someone.

However, people like Sheng Jingheng never smell bad.

Sheng Jingheng raised his hand and gently stroked her hair. He wanted to lower his head and smell it. He thought that he had drunk a lot of wine, and she just washed her head, so he gave it up.

After holding them for a while, Nanyue remembered and asked, ”my brother came to me specially. Do you have anything to say?”

”Yes.”

Nanyue looked up at him again and said, ”what do you want to say?”

Sheng Jingheng raised his other hand and gently held her cheek with deep eyes: ”I want to tell you, see you tomorrow.”