Chapter 262 The Drunken Beauty

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Chapter 262 The Drunken Beauty

After asking the drunken Song Ying for her home address, Ye Hao drove there quickly.

This is a villa-style complex.

When they drove to the door of Song Ying's villa, Ye Hao knocked on the door.

"Song Xiaoyue, I sent your sister back."

After shouting for a long time, there was no response, but Song Ying, who was supported by Ye Hao, muttered, "What are you shouting for! Ye Hao, let me tell you. Don't touch my sister, you... you have the ability to come at me."

Speaking of which, Song Ying's body was still twisting on top of Ye Hao's body. The heat blowing towards her face and the friction on her limbs made Ye Hao feel that his body was getting a little hot.

"Come at you, you won't fall and split me."

"No way, it's past seven o'clock now. That guy Song Xiaoyue is still practicing in the piano store?" Ye Hao muttered, then began to fumble in Song Ying's bag, and after taking out the key, he opened the door and went in .

The huge two-story villa was pitch black and deserted.

After Ye Hao turned on the light, he took off his shoes first, then let Song Ying cling to the wall, squatted down and began to take off Song Ying's high heels.

Because he wanted to take off Song Ying's shoes, his palm inevitably touched Song Ying's stockings, and Ye Hao's heart trembled a little due to the touch.

"I oh oh..." Just when Ye Hao was a little dazed, Song Ying, who was leaning against the wall, suddenly bent down and hit Ye Hao with a "destructive death light".

Ye Hao touched his face and looked at his clothes. This picture is very interesting.

"Woo, you stink...don't touch me." Song Ying half-closed her eyes, pointed at Ye Hao and chuckled.

Looking at the culprit in front of him, Ye Hao had no choice but to quickly take off the high heels on her feet. He didn't dare to "take pictures" anymore, otherwise, if there was another "destruction and death light", he would probably be in the shadow.

Ye Hao picked up the tissue next to him and simply wiped the stains on his face.

Afterwards, in order to prevent Song Ying from moving around, Ye Hao directly carried Song Ying upstairs in the "princess hug".

There are three bedrooms on the second floor, the master bedroom with wedding photos should be Song Ying and Song Xiaoyue's parents' room, and the smaller one with a pile of books and music should be Song Xiaoyue's room.

Then the last room is naturally Song Ying's.

Walking into Song Ying's room, it is different from the previous two exquisite rooms. Song Ying's room is super simple, there are no girls' dolls, except for a simple dressing table, there are almost no other irrelevant things, giving people a cold feeling A dead feeling.

Ye Hao wanted to put Song Ying on her bed, but noticed that there was a cloudy liquid on Song Ying's professional attire, which should be the wine she spit out.

If this is thrown directly on the bed, it is estimated that the bed will suffer. Ye Hao first put Song Ying on the edge of the bed, supported her to sit, stretched out one hand to the buttons of the front coat, and unbuttoned them one by one. .

"Don't touch me...I want to sleep." Song Ying pouted and moved around.

"This woman looks completely different after she's drunk." Ye Hao complained.

Because he had to support Song Ying, Ye Hao could only unbutton the front with one hand, but because of Song Ying's disturbance, Ye Hao's fingers would inevitably touch some parts. difficult".

After this "difficult" time passed, only the white shirt remained on Song Ying's upper body.

"Phew. It's really hard to serve drunk people. Those guys who come home drunk in the middle of the night and let their wives serve them should let them sleep at the door." Ye Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was only the outer coat that was dirty. If the white shirt It's also dirty, so it's troublesome...

Just as Ye Hao's inner thoughts emerged, Song Ying's body trembled suddenly, and a pile of muddy liquid spit out from her mouth, dripping on the white shirt, black hip-wrapped skirt, and stockings.

Black lines appeared on Ye Hao's forehead...

He looked at Song Ying who was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.

Your sister, you did it on purpose.

Ye Hao patted his head and sent the Buddha to the west. Since he took off one piece, he should take off the rest.

Another "difficult" battle began, and Ye Hao reached out to the white shirt...

More than ten minutes passed, and Ye Hao's breathing was a little short, and he threw the black stockings with turbid liquid on the table next to him, on which there were already black hip-wrapped skirts and white shirts.

Lying under the quilt at the moment, Song Ying only had her underwear on.

Looking at Song Ying who was blushing and sleeping soundly, Ye Hao sighed in his heart. Not long ago, he took care of her sister like this, but he never thought that it would be her turn this time.

Ye Hao stood up, picked up the clothes on the side, walked into the bathroom, and threw them into the washing machine, just in time to see that there were some unwashed clothes beside the washing machine, so Ye Hao simply threw them all away went in.

Afterwards, Ye Hao washed his face with clean water.

sniff

Ye Hao looked at his dirty body, and there was indeed a stench.

"I can't take it anymore, it's so uncomfortable to go out like this." Ye Hao looked at the shower room in the bathroom, and he simply took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, preparing to wash them himself.

During the period, Ye Hao called the hospital and learned that Zhou Wanda was still awake, and Zhou Qianyi and Qiu Xueyao were taking care of him in the hospital.

Nothing unusual.

Then they called Tang Cheng, and after getting through, there was an overwhelming curse, but the main thing was that the two of them felt good about each other, this was not a basic relationship.

Both of them felt the same aura from each other, perhaps because Ye Hao has the physique of a soldier king.

In the end, after repeatedly apologizing to Tang Cheng and promising to treat him to a good drink when he was free, he hung up the phone and started to take a shower.

"Scrub, scrub,..."

The sky outside was cloudless, and a full moon hung high in the sky.

Inside the villa, something strange appeared on Song Ying's face.

Ye Hao came out wearing a bath towel. His clothes were being washed in the washing machine. After washing and drying, he would wear them as he would.

"Song Xiaoyue, don't come back at this time. If she sees me appearing in her sister's room like this, according to her temper, she won't fall and tear me up." Ye Hao said with a smile, when he When she walked to the bed, she noticed that the corner of Song Ying's mouth was twitching.

"I'll go, I'm going to vomit again." Ye Hao hurriedly wanted to help Song Ying up so that she could vomit into the trash can next to her, but when his hand touched Song Ying's body, he subconsciously retracted.

"so cold!"

Ye Hao's face changed, and he immediately lifted the quilt.

He was surprised to see that Song Ying's jade body on the bed was actually radiating cold air!

This is just New Year's Eve, it's only January!

Although it's not too cold in the south in January, it's too unbelievable for a person to feel the cold.

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