His lips just passed Li Xiaoyun's fingers.

Li Xiaoyun was rubbed from the fingertips to the joints below by Zhao Dingli's lips.

It was soft and a little wet touch, with a wet and numb electric current, and it jumped from Li Xiaoyun's fingers toward all limbs and bones.

Li Xiaoyun seemed to be scalded, and her hands were almost bounced back.

There was no light in the car, it was pitch black, so she turned red and was not seen.

But now, not only is his face burning, but his fingertips that are rubbed by his lips are so hot.

Even though his fingertips are actually dry, he still feels the moistness on his lips.

I don’t know when the red light has changed to the green light.

But Li Xiaoyun didn't notice it at all, and was still in a daze, feeling that she was so hot.

But the culprit Zhao Dingli was still leaning on the back of the chair, squinting his eyes halfway, a little drunk and confused, not knowing what was going on, and he looked innocent.

Until the cars behind them made anxious and endless sounds of horns.

Li Xiaoyun came to his senses and noticed that the green light had changed for several seconds.

Li Xiaoyun drove quickly.

Zhao Dingli's fingertips, which were rubbed by Zhao's lips, pressing against the steering wheel unconsciously.

I tried to leave my fingertips until now, and rub the touch with an extremely clear feeling.

But it's useless.

The steering wheel's leather is neither soft nor hard, and it does not help at all.

Instead, it made the feeling clearer.

It made her unable to forget even if she wanted to.

After that, Li Xiaoyun didn't dare to read Zhao's Theory at all.

Even when she encountered a red light and was waiting for the parking lot, she looked ahead with her eyes.

Neither vision nor face shifted at all.

To be on the safe side, Zhao Dingli kept holding back without showing a smile on his lips.

I'm afraid that Li Xiaoyun will see the flaws.

However, in order to allow Li Xiaoyun to concentrate on driving, Zhao Dingli did nothing more, for fear of disturbing her.

Finally, when Li Xiaoyun drove the car home, he parked it, Li Xiaoyun got out of the car first.

Zhao Ding understood how to open the seat belt, but did not get out of the car immediately, but continued to lean on the chair.

After a while, the car door was opened.

First, I moved my legs out, and the movement looked particularly difficult.

Then I held the car door with my hands, and it seemed that I was so uncomfortable that it was difficult to stand up.

Li Xiaoyun has recovered almost now.

At least it doesn't look like he was in the car before, he was completely in a daze.

"How is it? Are you dizzy?" Li Xiaoyun came over and asked.

You can't just ignore him.

"Somewhat has the strength and a headache." Zhao Dingli frowned, and he was weak in his words.

"How much have you drunk?" Li Xiaoyun said, holding his arm, "I'll pull you up."

"I'm too heavy, you can't pull it." Zhao Dingli said.

Li Xiaoyun used some strength but did not pull it.

Zhao Dingluo was still sitting as steady as Mount Tai.

"Give me your hand, I will stand up with the strength of your hand." Zhao Dingli said, "You don't have to use any force, as long as you can hold on to me."

"Okay." Li Xiaoyun quickly handed his hand to him.

Zhao Dingli held Li Xiaoyun's hand.

His hands were dry, hot and big, almost wrapped Li Xiaoyun's hands in his palm.

The force I held was very firm.

Although the strength is not very heavy, it is particularly down-to-earth and reliable, which makes Li Xiaoyun really unable to pull out his hands.

Zhao Dingli thought that if he had taken advantage of the force of getting up, he pretended to accidentally pull Li Xiaoyun into his arms.

Is it feasible?

Zhao Ding had an ideal idea and thought he would just forget it.

He is sitting in the car now. If he doesn't do it well, Li Xiaoyun will directly load it into the car, which will hurt her.

Therefore, Zhao Dingli rejected this idea.

In order to be realistic, I really put most of the weight on Li Xiaoyun's hands and then got out of the car.

Zhao Dingli closed the car door casually, Li Xiaoyun locked the car, and helped Zhao Dingli walk home.

Li Xiaoyun's hand was still held in Zhao Dingli and she didn't let go. She wanted to pull it out, but it was useless.

The other hand was busy holding Zhao Dingli's arm again.

Perhaps without a colleague, Zhao Dingliu didn't have to hold it up and put all the weight on Li Xiaoyun.

Li Xiaoyun was forced to walk unsteadily by him.

Especially when one hand was still held by him and his arm twisted backwards, it was not very convenient to walk, and his movements were particularly awkward.

Li Xiaoyun had no choice but to say to Zhao Dingli: "Why don't you change your hand?"

Seeing that Li Xiaoyun's movement was indeed uncomfortable to walk, Zhao Dingli let go.

But he didn't hold Li Xiaoyun's hand anymore.

When Li Xiaoyun lifted her left hand, she didn't expect that Zhao Dingli would raise his arm and directly wrap around her shoulders.

Li Xiaoyun: “…”

OK, it's easier to hold him like this than before.

That's how she and Zhao Dingliu became closer.

It makes people look at it, as if Li Xiaoyun was held in his arms by Zhao Dingli.

Because he was very close, the perfume smell on his body was particularly obvious.

After a day, it was not as rich as the morning.

But the aroma of the back notes becomes particularly clear.

Although it has become lighter, the distance like Li Xiaoyun who directly penetrates into Zhao Dingli's arms can still be smelled very clearly.

Li Xiaoyun suddenly felt something was wrong, and she sniffed several more times.

She could even smell the perfume, why didn't she smell the wine?

Zhao Dingli was so drunk that even though the wine smell wasn't very strong, he could definitely smell it.

Li Xiaoyun didn't care about being shy at this time, so he looked up at Zhao Ding's theorem in suspicion.

Seeing that he was still frowning slightly, he looked uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Dingli felt a sudden heart when he saw Li Xiaoyun looking up.

How could he reveal his feelings?

Li Xiaoyun sniffed twice, made the final decision, and asked, "Why don't you smell any alcohol?"

Zhao Theorem: "..."

"Actually... I don't have a good alcohol tolerance," said Zhao Dingli. "According to the amount I drink tonight, it's probably nothing to others. Especially compared to those with large alcohol tolerance, it's like not drinking."

"But because I don't often socialize and don't often drink." Zhao Dingli didn't forget to maintain his drunken state. He gasped for a while before continuing, "And even if I encounter socializing, I never drink much. So I haven't practiced my alcohol tolerance, and I'm still drunk after drinking a little."

Zhao Dingli said it was quite helpless.

However, there are indeed people who are not very good at drinking.

Li Xiaoyun believed it after hearing this.

Moreover, Zhao Dingli did drink some tonight, not that he didn't drink any of it.

I don’t have any smell on my body, mainly because I am afraid that Li Xiaoyun will dislike him.
Chapter completed!