Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 360: The violent warlords of the Republic of China vs. the wise scholar and the gifted daughter who stayed abroad 18

Quan Jiu spoke to him several times, but when she saw that he was stunned and unresponsive, her tone was not very polite: "Third Master, it's late at night, you'd better go back first."

Si Jinjin continued to stand motionless.

Smell it again and leave, this smell is quite sobering.

Quan Jiu: “…”

"Okay, stand wherever you like, I'll go to sleep first."

Anyway, the entire Commandery Mansion belongs to him.

As soon as she turned around and entered the house, the man behind her took steps and followed her in.

Quan Jiu noticed something was wrong and turned around suddenly. The man who was walking immediately stopped and stood upright like a tree stump.

Quan Jiu: "..."

"Why did you come in here?" She looked disgusted and incredulous.

Si Jinnian: "..."

He actually didn't know why he came in. Maybe it was because the faint fragrance of her body smelled so good that the fatigue on his body became much lighter.

Seeing that he was pretending to be dead again, Quan Jiu looked at him suspiciously:

"Si Jinnian, are you pretending to be drunk?"

Si Jinnian: "..."

It was true that he was not drunk, and his mind was still clear. However, the side effects of alcohol made all the organs in his body sluggish. In the end, the body's instinct defeated his reason and gained the upper hand.

Quan Jiu didn't wait for his reaction and simply stopped asking. Arguing with a drunkard only made her look like a bad character.

She took advantage of Si Jinnian's drunkenness, spoke in a bad tone, and pointed to the bed with a hint of command:

"sit down."

You don't have to leave, but you can't disturb her watching the drama.

Si Jinnian frowned slightly, stepped forward with his legs, walked to the bed and sat down.

So good?

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

She continued to speak tentatively: "Put your hands on your thighs and place them."

The room was filled with the smell of wine, especially on the sheets and quilts. The aroma was particularly strong. As soon as Si Jinnian sat down, he didn't want to leave.

Just as he was thinking this, the woman in front of him suddenly changed her expression and ordered him.

Si Jinnian glanced at her lightly, then slowly raised his hands, stretched out his fingers, and placed them on his legs.

He wanted to see what else she could do.

Quan Jiu swallowed her saliva and felt excited secretly. She didn't expect Si Jinnian to be so obedient after being drunk, like an obedient baby in a kindergarten?

"Don't make any noise, don't disturb me, understand?"

Si Da Baobao nodded sensibly.

Quan Jiu: "..."

Fucked.

She took a breath of air and tried hard to restrain her claws from reaching Si Jinnian's handsome face.

Si Jinnian is so good and obedient, I really want to make him bald!

Quan Jiu originally wanted him to drink the hangover soup, but now she picked up the hangover soup on the table, went straight to the toilet, and poured it all.

He's fine when he's drunk.

Seeing her actions, Si Jinnian's lips widened into a smile, but when she looked over, he smoothed them away.

Quan Jiu looked into his shiny black eyes, cleared his throat without any guilt, and said with reason:

"This hangover soup doesn't taste good at first sight, so don't drink it."

Si Jinnian nodded obediently: "You're right."

Quan Jiu: "..."

She swallowed louder:

"You really can't blame me for being such a beast, he's just too cute."

A ferocious lion that is always majestic suddenly transforms into a little lop-eared bunny, spreading its belly for you to knead. No one can resist this.

So a certain old gangster finally stretched out his paw and pinched his face gently.

It's creamy and feels pretty good.

Si Jinnian didn't expect that she would be so "initiative". His hand on his lap paused for a moment. He was suddenly curious about her attitude towards him.

She said she didn't like him, but from time to time she took the initiative to flirt with him and said she liked him. She ate and drank every day and didn't seem to care about him at all.

His throat tightened, and he suddenly slapped Quan Jiu's hand away and said seriously:

"Can't touch."

Quan Jiu was unhappy: "Why?"

His tone was firm and serious: "My mother said that only his future wife can touch a man's face."

Quan Jiu was amused by his serious expression and deliberately teased him:

"But I am your wife."

The fiancée can barely be considered half a daughter-in-law?

Si Jinnian's face stiffened slightly.

She really has thoughts about him?

Quan Jiu smiled and sounded like he was coaxing a child: "What else did your mother tell you, please tell me?"

Si Jinnian's dark eyes were bottomless, and his tone had no meaning:

"My mother also said that a woman's waist can only be touched by her man."

There is indeed a folk saying that men's heads and women's waists should not be touched casually.

His eyes fell on Quan Jiu's soft waist. The woman was standing beside the bed, and he was sitting on the bed. The height of her waist was facing his eyes.

It was still so thin, and even though she didn't twist, he could recall her back that day in front of Li's house, wearing a cheongsam and high heels, disappearing step by step into the mist.

Quan Jiu raised his lips and smiled, suddenly lowered his tone and leaned close to his ear:

"...Do you want to touch it?"

The intoxicating fragrance fills the woman's lips every time she swallows it.

Si Jinnian's body was stiff and his fingertips felt inexplicably itchy...

Don't want to touch.

I want to pinch it hard.

Quan Jiu looked at his ears that were red due to drunkenness and mistakenly thought he was shy. She could no longer hold back her thoughts of teasing Si Jinnian.

The woman's slender white fingers suddenly covered the back of his hand, pulling him to her waist. Separated by a layer of cheongsam, Si Jinnian loosened his fingers, then tightened them tightly, grasping half of the woman's waist.

in hand.

Very soft.

It was softer than he imagined.

It's not a skinny figure, Quan has a slender waist, plump and fleshy, like a round ball of soft cotton. When he pinches it gently, it changes its shape, but it becomes full of elasticity in an instant, and the soft flesh jumps playfully on his fingertips, attracting him

His breathing became heavier, and the strength on his hands increased a bit.

In fact, Si Jinnian had heard of the name Liu Jiaojiao before their first meeting in the Liyuan.

That time when he went out to do errands, he happened to meet a group of men drinking and chatting together.

"Miss Liu is really as her name suggests. She is more delicate than flowers, especially her slender waist, which makes her swaying when she walks. I dare say there is no girl in Jincheng who can compare with her! Brother Liu saw her last time

Miss Liu’s back makes it impossible for her to walk on a hopeless road."

"Thin but not fat, plump and fleshy, this kind of top-notch waist is naturally suitable for wearing cheongsam."

"Brother, I would rather die under the peonies than hold onto Miss Liu's slim waist. I don't know how powerful it is..."

What followed was a burst of laughter from the men. Beautiful women and handsome men are always talked about behind their backs.

The reason why Si Jinnian remembered it so clearly was because he felt that these people were too stupid. They were just a waist, so why would they risk their lives?

And at this moment.

He is in a woman's boudoir, sitting on the big bed of Quanjiu, holding in his hands this pair of soft waists that have fascinated countless men...

(End of chapter)