Spouse selection standard [wearing book]

19

The streets after wee hours were silent and quiet.

Xia Yu'an was drunk and behaved, his eyes were slightly drunk, and he was lying relaxed on the front seat.

The long, slightly curly hair is softly placed on the chest, covering the fat of the baby with the cheeks, the palm-sized face is smaller, the long eyelashes are hanging shallowly, the eyes are full of red, and the white face Stained with blush, the red lips that looked like a rose slightly opened, and he gasped gently. The arc of the upper body fell along with the breath. In the narrow car space, it was unreasonable and charming.

Hands on the steering wheel, elegant upright posture of Mengxi glanced month, a moment back line of sight, eyes fell on the front, long fingers gently caress the handle, "fasten your seat belt."

Summer language Ann heard, migraine look to Sound source, porcelain-white skin is white and transparent under the headlights.

White shirt, light gray coat, buttons all the way down to the slender neck, the buttons on the cuffs are filled with quiet diamonds, showing the beauty of abstinence.

During the break, I also wear formal attire.

This is too rigid.

Xia Yu'an's surviving sanity began to think about something that was missing, and he was paralyzed on that soft body without any movement.

Meng Xiyue raised her eyes and looked over, her eyes pale.

"Miss Xia, it's 00:18, and there are still seven hours and 42 minutes before I go to work. Please cooperate." The

voice was also cold.

Xia Yu'an blinked, his head that was too dizzy to think even more dizzy: "Huh? What?" The

soft voice with a nasal sound seemed to be acting like a coquettish, and his lips were still slightly aggrieved, supporting his soft body. Sitting on his side, putting his effortless hands on Meng Xiyue's shoulders, the misty peach eyes, it was obvious that she was wronged.

"Are you angry, why?"

Fuxiang suddenly approached while holding the scent of alcohol. Meng Xiyue frowned, trying to remove Xia Yu'an's hand around her neck, but the drunk Xia Yu'an was more difficult than usual. The other party's fingers interlocked, making the circle tighter.

Seeing the other party squinted into a slit and couldn't cover her proud eyes, Meng Xiyue stopped moving, her eyes quietly watched face to face, the drunk Xia Yu'an, her voice was breathing red, with a different emotion: "Xia Miss, if you drink alone until late at night, you should call your brother to pick it up."

Xia Yu'an got aggrieved closer, with her nose close to her nose: "Obviously you are there."

"Meng Xiyue, you are not the best to me ." Is it?" It's

too close.

Meng Xiyue turned her face slightly, her light-colored squiggly eyes smeared a little crimson: "Anyway, Miss Xia, I will notify your brother directly if we have today's situation."

Xia Yuan didn't notice the change of the other party. Hearing that Meng Xiyue would file a complaint later, she put her aggrieved hand from Meng Xiyue's shoulder and snorted, "I'm not a kid anymore. I

'm looking for a parent." She obviously didn't want to pay attention to Meng Xiyue.

Meng Xiyue checked her wrist watch, leaned over, approached her slowly, and slowly fastened her seat belt.