dognovel Chapter 284 Song Zhibo chuckled helplessly, "Is it really that dirty?"
Chapter 284 Song Zhibo chuckled helplessly, "Is it really that dirty?"
Chapter 284 Song Zhibo chuckled helplessly, "Is it really that dirty?"
Song Zhibo was too lazy to pretend anymore. He stood up, opened the door, went in, and closed the door with a flick of his hand.
The "bang" sound startled Xu Aixue who had just entered the bedroom. She hurried out to take a look, and then saw a man wearing a wrinkled gray long coat, standing in front of the door looking at her indifferently.
Xu Aixue: "...Aren't you drunk and unconscious?"
Song Zhibo sneered: "So you just left me out here drunk and unconscious?"
Xu Aixue blinked: "After all, you were so drunk that I could only help you lie down where you were. You don't think I can carry you in, do you?"
Song Zhibo gritted his teeth.
Sharp teeth!
His sneer deepened, and he stared at her with an especially sharp look, "You can't hold me, nor can you hold the quilt? You just let me lie outside like that, and you didn't even think of holding the bed and quilt for me?"
Xu Aixue blinked twice: "Actually, I was just about to get you a blanket."
She said, "How about you go out and lie down first, and I'll bring out the quilt for you soon."
Song Zhibo: "..."
He believed her ghost!
Besides, he had a terrible headache and was too lazy to argue with her. He took off his coat and threw it on the ground, rubbing his forehead as he walked towards her. He walked past her naturally, entered her bedroom, and lay down on her bed. "Bring the quilt over here."
Xu Aixue: “?”
Her expression changed at this point, and she hurried over, pulling his arm hard to get him up. "You haven't taken off your clothes or taken a shower yet, why are you lying on my bed? Are you dirty?"
She just changed the sheets and quilt covers today.
I'm so annoying.
But her strength was indeed too little compared to a man, just like she said just now, she couldn't pull him.
Instead, he pulled her towards him with force. Xu Aixue opened her eyes wide and fell on him before she could even scream.
With a "hmm" sound.
Song Zhibo's expression changed slightly.
After a few seconds, he panted twice and said in a low voice, "Have you gained weight recently? Why are you so heavy?"
The pressure was so great that he could hardly breathe.
Xu Aixue threw herself on him and her face turned red with anger before she had time to feel shy.
"You're the one who gained weight!"
She gritted her teeth and pressed hard on his chest with her hand.
Song Zhibo exclaimed "Fuck" and was almost sent away by her push.
He hurriedly grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away, "Ancestor, do you want me to die?"
Without her hands to support her, Xu Aixue fell completely on him.
The man smelled strongly of alcohol. Xu Aixue frowned, "Dirty and smelly, it would be cleaner if he died."
Song Zhibo felt that he was about to be pissed off to death by her.
My head hurts even more.
"Dirty and smelly?"
He sneered, his hands fell on her waist, and he held her and turned over. In a blink of an eye, they switched positions.
Xu Aixue lay down on the bed, while Song Zhibo leaned over her, looking down at her.
The warm yellow light in the bedroom was very warm, but Song Zhibo's eyes at this moment were particularly aggressive, perhaps because he had been drinking and was still drunk.
He raised his hand, pinched her face with his index finger and thumb, and asked her in a low voice: "How dirty is it?"
Xu Aixue's eyes trembled, and her lips were tightly pursed without saying a word.
Song Zhibo looked at her for a few seconds without saying anything. He lowered his head and was about to press his thin lips against hers.
When they were about to touch her, she suddenly turned her head away, and Song Zhibo's lips fell on her cheek.
After a two-second pause, he stepped back and chuckled helplessly, "Is it really that dirty?"
Xu Aixue pursed her lips tightly, then turned her face back to look at him.
It was so close, so close that she could see herself clearly in his eyes.
But is it really me that he sees in his eyes?
Xu Aixue didn't know.
So she asked him softly, "Do you know who I am?"
Song Zhibo didn't understand her question, so he raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"
The tone sounded particularly harsh to Xu Aixue.
She gritted her teeth and suddenly pushed her knees upwards. Song Zhibo screamed and rolled off the bed.
Xu Aixue sat up and looked expressionlessly at Song Zhibo, who was rolling on the ground in agony. "Do you recognize who I am now?"
Song Zhibo gritted his teeth in pain, looked up at the woman sitting leisurely on the bed with a fierce look, and gnashed his teeth, "You are my ancestor!"
Isn’t that his ancestor?
Song Zhibo had never been kicked like this in his life!
Xu Aixue turned her head away and muttered softly, "I don't have a grandson as old as you."
And she didn't actually try too hard, he was just pretending.
But in fact, Song Zhibo was not pretending.
He did feel a lot of pain, probably because he had been drinking. He was already feeling unwell all over, and this time she made him feel so painful... so weak.
I didn't even have the strength to get up.
He frowned and said helplessly, "Ancestor, pull me up."
Xu Aixue then looked back at him in confusion, "Don't pretend."
"You're really not pretending."
Song Zhibo felt extremely uncomfortable, and his tone instantly became aggrieved, "It hurts so much."
Xu Aixue bit her lip and became a little worried.
She thought about it and decided to get out of bed. She grabbed his arm and tried to pull him up, but she failed. Instead, he dragged her down again.
And he seemed to do it on purpose, very forcefully, one hand hooked around her waist, making her fall onto the carpet with him.
There was a dull thud, which seemed to be the sound of his head hitting the ground.
Xu Aixue became anxious and looked up to see him.
He held her head to prevent her from moving. "I'm really out of strength. Don't move around."
"You have to get up even if you don't have the strength, right?"
When he was dragging her, she saw that he was quite strong.
"No, just sleep like this."
At this time, Song Zhibo was like a child making a fuss. He held her tightly with both hands and said, "Since you want me to sleep on the floor anyway, just let me sleep like this."
"You're sleeping on the floor, so let me get up."
Xu Aixue couldn't help struggling.
But the person who said he had no strength held her very tightly.
Before she could move a few times, Xu Aixue suddenly froze.
Her ears flushed as she looked up at him.
He was also looking at her, his drunken eyes blurry yet deep, "You keep moving?"
He said.
Xu Aixue: "...pervert!"
Song Zhibo closed his eyes and laughed softly.
Xu Aixue didn't dare to move. She just let him hold her and lay on the carpet with him. She could feel his chest shaking because of his low laughter, and even hear his heartbeat, which was particularly strong.
After a while, he slowly stopped and the room became very quiet.
Xu Aixue was also quiet, not knowing what to say and not daring to move.
She simply let him hold her like this and closed her eyes.
The man still smelled strongly of alcohol, but there was another smell about him that made her feel strangely at ease and sad.
After a long time, just when Xu Aixue felt that she was about to fall asleep, he spoke softly again and called her, "Aixue."
Xu Aixue's long eyelashes flickered.
Oh, he recognized her.
As he was thinking, he lowered his voice and said aggrievedly: "You haven't smiled at me for a long time."