Josnian couldn't appreciate it, but he saw that Ye Jiaqi was very intoxicated, so he helped her stand in the wind and listened for a while while wrapping her suit tightly.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were a little blurred, and there seemed to be sparkling water in his eyes.

Most women are emotional, although Josnian really didn't know what she was feeling.

People coming and going stopped in the square, walking in a hurry.

After finishing the song, Ye Jiaqi had no intention of leaving and stayed where he was.

"Good day, it's time to go back." Josnian whispered in her ear. Only then did he realize that her hands were hot, her cheeks were red, and she had drunk too much.

"I'm not leaving," she muttered.

"Huh? Then you want to sleep on the side of the road?" Josnian's deep voice was full of doting and helplessness.

"I want to listen to music."

"Be good, get in the car and listen, it's cold outside."

Ye Jiaqi probably felt a little cold, so he nodded and got in the car.

After finally coaxing her into the car, Josnian breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Jiaqi was lying on the window, looking eagerly at the band outside the window, with his hands on the window like a kitten.

The driver glanced at Josnian in embarrassment: "Master Qiao, are you going to the hotel?"

"Do you think you can leave?"

"..." The driver fell silent.

Josnian leaned against Ye Jiaqi, hugged her waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and breathed softly into her ear: "What's there to see? Huh?"

There was a faint scent of aloes on his body, mixed with some tobacco smell, and the smell of male hormones.

Ye Jiaqi felt hot all over, and she shook her head: "There's nothing good to see."

"Then what are you looking at? Looking at little brother?"

"I sing beautifully, but I don't look good."

“The aesthetics are okay.”

Josnian hugged her, gently kissed her earlobe with his hot lips, then slid down and kissed her neck, kissing her like a dragonfly.

"Don't kiss me." Although Ye Jiaqi was drunk, he knew what he was doing and pushed him away.

Josnian stopped moving: "No more kissing."

"Um……"

Ye Jiaqi was so aroused that he felt uncomfortable all over.

The space inside the car is narrow and dark, and it is easy for a gun to go off in such an atmosphere.

The band outside was still singing, and the boys were singing very enthusiastically. The sound of drums and guitars was deafening, and many people stopped to watch.

"Good day, go back to the hotel?"

"No, I still want to see it."

“What’s beautiful about it.”

"It looks good, it just looks good." Ye Jiaqi muttered, "Can you do it?"

"Won't……"

"That's okay."

If she wanted to watch it, he could only watch it with her.

Ye Jiaqi had no desire to leave, so Josnian cleverly asked the driver to turn on the heater in the car. As soon as the heater blew, the car immediately became warm.

As the temperature rose, Ye Jiaqi became sleepy, yawned a few times, and couldn't raise his eyelids.

Seeing that she was about to fall asleep, Josnian asked the driver to drive to the hotel.

Ye Jiaqi lay in Josnian's arms, limp and curled up, with a flush on his face that never faded.

The car stopped steadily at the door of the hotel, and Josnian walked in holding the sleeping Ye Jiaqi.

Although he was drunk, he was not drunk. When Ye Jiaqi hooked his neck and rubbed against him, he felt warm all over, and he had the most primitive reaction of a man.

The hotel bed is big and soft.

Josnian took off her shoes and coat for her, but without leaving, he put his hands on her sides and looked at her quietly.
Chapter completed!