Dog Man

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He didn't expect Qiao Jiang to kiss him back.

The tip of her tongue entwined with his, and the aroma of wine in her mouth overflowed from the gap between their teeth. He sucked her lower lip, put his rough palm on the back of her neck and rubbed it in a comforting way.

Zhang Yunyun's voice sounded in her ears: "Qiao Jiang, please tell me! You have been number one in exams for many years, number one in class, number one in grade! Chen Zhongsheng, drink it!"

Yan Zhao bit harder, and Qiao Jiang wrinkled. She frowned and tried to step back. The man's hand held the back of her head. She couldn't move. Her breathing became rapid, but her eyelids were too heavy to open. Only a muffled voice came out of her throat: "Well..."

Yan Zhao let go. She kissed him again, then stood up, picked up Qiao Jiang and walked to the room. She was really drunk. She fell asleep in his arms a few steps to the room.

Zhang Yunyun shouted: "Hey, the game is not over yet."

Yan Zhao hugged Qiao Jiang without looking back.

Chen Zhongsheng patted his chest: "I'll accompany you."

"I don't need your company." Zhang Yunyun was fuming. She missed Cheng Biyu a little, but Cheng Biyu didn't contact her these days, and she didn't want to contact him either. , she raised the wine glass and took a sip into her mouth.

Chen Zhongsheng went to grab her wine glass: "You didn't lose, why did you drink."

"Oh, that's right." Zhang Yunyun looked at him and said, "When I was twelve years old, I drove my dad's sports car, and you lost. , you drink."

"What a coincidence." Chen Zhongsheng smiled proudly, "I did it too."

"You must have lied to me. You were a coward and didn't dare to believe it." , shouting for him to come up with evidence.

Chen Zhongsheng had no choice but to lift up his trousers: "The evidence is... After I played, my dad hit my calf with a racket. It still hurts when I think about it."

Zhang Yunyun: "..."

She drank the red wine and rubbed it. He rubbed his red face and said, "I had a crush on my physical education teacher in junior high school."

"I had a crush on her too." Chen Zhongsheng whispered, "...you."

Zhang Yunyun crossed her hands: "No, it must be the teacher."

Chen Zhongsheng: "...You are cheating like this."

"Are you going to drink?" Miss Zhang Yunyun also got angry, staring at him with her round eyes, but she was a little drunk, and her eyes were not intimidating, but she showed Somewhat delicate.

"Drink, drink, drink." Chen Zhongsheng poured a little more into his bowl and raised the bowl to his mouth.

Yan Zhao sent Qiao Jiang to the bed in the room, turned on the air conditioner, covered her with a blanket, then sat on the edge and watched her sleeping face quietly.

Finally, he couldn't hold it back, so he took out his phone and took a picture of her face.

He still had some work to finish in the evening, so he only sat by the bed for a while and then left. Before leaving, he glanced at the dining table and saw that Zhang Yunyun and Chen Zhongsheng were not there, and had probably gone back to their rooms to sleep.

He went to the kitchen to check whether the water and electricity were turned off before changing his shoes and going out.

The wood sent by Li Yong was placed in the yard by Yan's mother. She was worried that it would get wet and was cushioned with a few bricks. Yan Zhao counted the wood and saw that the quantity was enough. He planned to borrow Lao Zhao's machine tomorrow. , cut the wood into planks, sand and cut it, make a lounge chair, and then make a chair.

Qiao Jiang likes reclining chairs, while Gao Jinlan likes sitting on chairs.

The 16th of next month is Gao Jinlan's birthday. Yan Zhao can't afford any expensive gifts, so he plans to make a recliner and give it to her.

He drew two rough drawings and stayed up until about one o'clock in the morning before lying down on the spring bed to sleep. The fan was whirring and he couldn't sleep. He took out his mobile phone and looked through Qiao Jiang's photos in the album.

I want to hold her and sleep with her.