You Are My Hero (City Camp)

Chapter 17

　　Author Disclaimer: This chapter has nothing to do with the main text. It is a special session for uncle He Yi Cheng and Yayan-the celebration dinner that the chief of staff does not return home at night.
　　
　　They all said that the amount of drinking of the men in the army is proportional to their military rank, especially like the celebration dinner. It’s even more impossible not to drink alcohol as a leader, but He Yayan dislikes men drinking very much. Regarding her brother He Hongxun, she has issued a prohibition on alcohol more than once, and she has no choice but to stare at it anytime and anywhere. Some words can only be reminded repeatedly when they meet. Moreover, as a younger sister, she really can’t control it, but He Yi Cheng different.

　　This man, because he loves her, if he can control the situation, he will listen to her. So before entering the table, He Yayan urged: If you can drink as little as possible, drink less if you have to. 

   He Yi Cheng agreed. But when He Hongxun finished speaking and Xing Ke Lei started to toast Li Xing, He Yi Cheng was besieged by a group of officers. So when he was so drunk that he was unconscious, the Chief of Staff He, who claimed to be a thousand cups, was also so drunk that he couldn't walk safely.
　　
　　Xing Ke Lei helped He Yi Cheng out of the auditorium and asked He Yayan: "Would you like to let the boss be in the 52nd Regiment for one night?"

　　He Yayan touched He Yi Cheng's trouser pocket and pulled out the car key: "No need, stay here tomorrow. He has to get up early and go back to the division. He doesn't have a good rest."
　　
　　"That's OK." Xing Ke Lei carried He Yi Cheng into the car without saying a word. "Old Shu, drive slowly, and send the boss to his sister-in-law."

   See Mi Kha but also on the train, he withhold her wrist in a resolutely attitude: "you do not give a lift and sister-in-law, I send you."
　　
　　She did not agree :. "you drink, can not drive,"

　　Shu Wen Bo also stopped: "Let's go in a car, I'll send her off first."
　　
　　"Don't snatch this beautiful old tie with your brother."

   Xing Ke Lei smiled and asked He Yayan to get in the car: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, make sure to keep the chick safe back home. " Shu Wen Bo also spoke to He yayan
　
　　She mell the strong smell of alcohol on him, Mi Kha help Seemingly looking at He Yayan.
　　
　　Upon seeing this, Xing Ke Lei wisely transferred the contradiction: "The boss is not lightly drunk. If you are in the same car, I will send you to you first to delay his rest."

  During the speech, he dragged Mi Kh towards his car and shouted to He Yayan: "Sister-in-law, please put one hundred and twenty hearts. My military rank is not as high as that of the boss, and I definitely pass the level of alcohol."
　　
　　Seeing his steady gait, He Yayan was still a little worried: "Can he drive with so much alcohol?"
　　
　　Glancing at the backs of Xing Ke Lei and Mi Kha pulling and pulling, Shu Wen Bo smiled and started the car: "According to his current state, he won't be able to turn the car into the ditch."
　　
　　"I really don't know what wine is good. It would be uncomfortable to drink less." He Yayan complained and leaned forward and untied He Yi Cheng's demeanor, so that he could rely on herself as comfortably as possible, ranting and reproaching: "Also With you, I'm drunk, drunk? Let's see who is uncomfortable!"
　　
　　He Yi Cheng grunted childishly in protest, rubbed her head crooked at her neck, and muttered, "Ya Yan... "

　　Shu Wen Bo seemed to be concentrating on driving, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend upwards.
　　
　　He Yi Cheng's wines are very good, and he slept peacefully along the way, with his head resting on He Yayan's shoulders, and his arms around her waist with his own consciousness, sleeping like a child holding a beloved toy.
　　
　　Looking at his sleeping face, He Yayan's heart was dripping softly, and she gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with a wet wipe, she gently rubbed his forehead with her chin, smiling without knowing it.
　　
　　In the urban area, Shu Wen Bo drove the car directly to He Yayan's apartment, helped He Yi Cheng upstairs, and left.
　　
　　He Yayan was worried that the pleura would be uncomfortable after drinking too much alcohol in He Yi Cheng,  and went to the kitchen to make salt water. When she returned to the bedroom, except for a military jacket, the big bed was randomly thrown on top, and there was no one. Hearing the sound from the bathroom, she put down the water glass and followed, and saw He Yi Cheng standing unsteadily under the shower with the army liner.
　　
　　He Yayan rushed over to turn off the shower valve.

　　The half-damp He Yi Cheng squinted and clasped her wrist, "Ya Yan, a headache--"
　　
　　Perhaps because of the wine, the temperature in his palm was very high. He Yayan originally wanted to get angry at him, but her eyes touched his frowning brow, but finally she held his elbow along the way, and her tone was unconsciously gentle: "You open It is cold water, be careful of catching a cold, go out with me first, drink some salt water to soothe the alcohol, the headache will not hurt." Turn the valve to the hot water side smoothly.
　　
　　He Yi Cheng neither agreed nor refused, but frowned more closely, stared at He Yayan for a long time, then lowered his head, and a kiss fell between her brows.
　　
　　He Yayan was startled: "Yi Cheng..." But in the next second, while his slightly opened lips were kissed, her body was also strongly embraced by him.
　　
　　Maybe he was drunk and didn’t care, his kiss was eager and meticulous, attacking the city inch by inch, carefully starting from tracing the shape of her lips, and gradually moving down to the white and tender neck, sexy collarbone, and His large, slightly calloused hand slid dexterously into her cardigan, cruising fiercely on her waist and back.
　　
　　He was still drunk, and the military lining on his body was also wet. He Yayan really wanted to push him away and let him change into dry clothes, but her thoughts became chaotic because of his kiss, especially when he was behind the lace corset. Kneading the softness of her chest, her body involuntarily moved closer to him.
　　
　　Whose heartbeat is speeding up?

　　Who screamed [yín] intolerably?

　　Who is teasing?

　　Who is blooming again?
　　
　　The wet kiss filled her lips and teeth, and when the buckle of her bodice was unbuttoned, it landed on the tip of her chest, igniting the deepest poison in each other's body bit by bit. He Yayan's arm grabbed his shoulder and back somehow. .
　　
　　The mind that refused to accept the control of wisdom suddenly returned. He Yi Cheng looked up at her with wintry eyes, straightened her body and pressed her against the cold tiled wall, holding her slightly opened lips and murmured: "Yayan, give I..."
　　
　　Her body lost the ability to resist. She let him get rid of the restraints on her body one by one, letting his well-defined body bully her upper body, but her arms were tightly wrapped around his neck.
　　
　　His fiery rubbing against her, his face buried in her neck, his lips sucking and nibbling her skin, he breathed urgently through the air into his ears, reaching his heart, He Yayan finally gave up and surrendered and hugged encouragingly. Hold him tight: "Yi Cheng..."
　　
　　This is the best promise and invitation...

   At the moment when the body fits tightly , he held her waist with one hand, and held her face with the other, the hot light projected from the black eyes It fell on her blushing face, and seemed to fall into her water-like eyes in the next second.
　　
　　In the silence, He Yayan could hardly bear the overflowing tenderness in his eyes.

　　Then he bowed his head and kissed her deeply.
　　
　　The core was occupied by him, and the more and more violent collision made her almost suffocated, the small and depressed , the heavy and eager breathing intertwined, forming a messy picture.
　　
　　Inadvertently opened her eyes to see his tight streamlined body in the mirror, and she leaned into his arms even more tightly. She doesn’t know if it’s because of her actions that he mistakenly thought she wanted more, or what he got was far from comforting what he thought in his heart, he pressed against her suddenly, and slammed himself into the deepest part of her with the action...
　　
　　Outside the window. The starry sky is dark and bright, and far away; under the shower in the bathroom, mist is glowing.

　　This drunk, is it a hazy night, or is it indifferent to each other, they?