Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Ji Xubai still smiled lightly: "I will do it."

The cold wind came in slowly, and Wen Zhigu felt the coldness blowing over his face, and his fingertips were slightly chilled.

Wen Zhigu lowered his eyes, didn't look at him anymore, turned and left.

She hoped that after this separation, apart from the relationship between Jane, they would never have any involvement again...

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"It's okay, it's okay, you guys keep drinking, I'll help him to vomit somewhere else." At the banquet on the other side, Ruowei helped Wen Youyi who was drunk, seeing that Wen Youyi still wanted to drink. Meaning to vomit, he hurriedly greeted Li Qi and the others, and left with Wen Youyi on his arm.

Originally, Wen Youyi didn't have to drink like this.

But because if you are not too proud, everyone at the wine table will take over and drink. No matter what, Wen Youyi can't let her mess around here, so she can only drink those wines for her. He had too much alcohol, and Wen Youyi himself didn't hold too much alcohol, so he naturally became completely drunk.

If he hadn't brought him into his tent, Wen Youyi was staggering along the way, and it's good that she was the one who helped him, otherwise if those weak dancers came to help him, he would definitely be brought down.

Yes, Ruowei is still thinking about that dancing girl.

She felt that Wen Youyi could only be manipulated by herself, and other women should not try to meddle in the slightest.

If she hadn't waited for Wen Youyi to vomit enough, she dragged him into his tent, put Wen Youyi on the bed with a flick of her hand and let herself fly, while she sent someone to prepare hot water.

Then he put a basin of hot water on the bedside table, twisted a wet handkerchief onto the bed, straddled him, and patted his face, "Wake up?"

In a daze, Wen Youyi frowned, and let out a humming sound mixed with low panting from his nose.

If he didn't wake him up after patting his face a few times, he couldn't bear to hurt his pretty face any more, so he had to wipe his face with a hot wet handkerchief. After wiping his face, He lowered his head and looked at the heavy armor he was still wearing, then tugged at his belt vigorously, and muttered in distaste: "It's not that I'm going to fight, I have to dress like this, who will show me how handsome I am... ..."

If she hadn't thought of that charming dancing girl, she couldn't help snorting again, pulled his belt away with all her strength, and began to pick off his clothes again. The strength of her hands was not gentle at all, so she pulled A matter of waiting for someone to change clothes turned into torture, and Wen Youyi was tortured so much that she was forced to wake up, frowned, and suddenly pressed her hand, panting sharply, "What are you doing?" What……"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Ruwei felt a little funny in her heart, but she slowly bent down and looked at Wen Youyi very close, with a pair of kitten-like seductive eyes fixed on him. Wen Youyi looked at it.

Wen Youyi was probably really drunk, and he felt that Ruwei's voice at this moment was irritating like never before.

Like a kitten scratching his heart.

Moreover, she is sitting on him at this moment, and she is still so close to him, this girl... really has no shame.

Wen Youyi's throat tightened, his voice was almost hoarse, "You, get up."

"No."

"Stop making trouble..."

Before the words were finished, Ruo had not stretched out her hand to hook his neck, and her face was pressed down.

The next moment, Wen Youyi's lips were suddenly blocked by something.

It is very soft and sweet to the touch.

With a girly breath.

Wen Youyi's whole body was getting hotter and hotter, as if being scorched by flames.