Rebirth: The Doomsday Solitary Favorite Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Are you drunk?

In fact, Han Jiaojiao felt that Han Yi was making a big deal out of nothing. It was just a minor skin injury, and it would heal in a few days without gauze, but... it was always nice to be loved.

She was feeling happy, and when she turned her head, she saw Yan Xiao staring at her hand in a daze, and she couldn't help but smile, "Yan Xiao, are you stupid?"

Yan Xiao came back to his senses, laughed dryly twice, and asked her: "Jiaojiao, have you felt that you are a little different recently?"

Han Jiaojiao stared at him inexplicably, "What can be different? Well... am I tanned?" The sun has been getting more and more toxic recently, and he may have been sunburned by the wind and sun. Otherwise... make a facial mask at night?

Yan Xiao smiled and said: "... maybe I was wrong, I'll go to the kitchen to find something to eat."

"You're talking nonsense." Han Jiaojiao looked at his back as he left and muttered softly.

——To celebrate the successful completion of the first mission and the safe return, today's dinner is very sumptuous. Almost all the chicken, duck, fish and meat are on the table, with nine hot and cold dishes, plus a pot of thick bone soup, and a box of iced beer prepared by Lu Changyuan. Everyone sat around the table, it was so lively.

Because Han Jiaojiao's hands were wrapped in gauze, Han Yi didn't let her do it. He poured a bowl of bone soup and fed it to her spoonful by spoonful. Han Jiaojiao felt embarrassed, but seeing that everyone looked at her and didn't see it, well... this kind of public display of affection, as you do it, you will slowly get used to it.

Yu Wanqian looked a little nervous and excited. This was the first time she cooked so many dishes at once, and she didn't know the tastes of the people in front of her. Seeing Han Jiaojiao drinking the soup, she asked her with a smile: "How does it taste? Is it a little bland? This soup is very nourishing. You are growing up, so drink more."

Han Jiaojiao swallowed a mouthful and said with a smile: "I am already eighteen."

Yan Xiao interrupted: "As the old saying goes, people grow up at the age of twenty-three. You are only eighteen, and you haven't finished your growth period yet. Drink more."

Lu Changyuan picked up a piece of cold beef and said: "Sister Yu's cooking skills are good. Doctor Zhou is lucky."

Yu Wanqian is thirty-four years old, so it is natural for everyone to call her sister.

Zhou Yan smiled very politely. Although he was still so thin, he was in good spirits, not as decadent as when they first met. When he saw Yu Wanqian being praised, he smiled modestly and said, "The cooking skills are good, but it is also because of the rich ingredients here. Otherwise, it would be useless if the cooking skills were good."

Zhou Yan didn't know much about the space. Looking at the freezers, refrigerators, washing machines, air conditioners, induction cookers... and these high-end furniture that obviously shouldn't exist in the base, he tactfully buried his doubts in his heart.

The life experience over the years told him that sometimes it is necessary to pretend to be ignorant. Knowing too much is often not a good thing.

Now he and his wife have food and shelter, and it is very likely that he will pick up the doctor's profession again in the future. He is very satisfied.

The meal lasted until late, and everyone drank a lot of wine, especially Bai Kairui, who was drunk and slumped in a chair singing Christmas carols. Xiao Jian was usually like an introverted big boy, but he kept sitting in his seat and grinning after getting drunk. Yan Xiao and Lu Changyuan had better alcohol tolerance, and each helped the other upstairs.

Han Yi only drank a small cup symbolically. He didn't drink much, and no one dared to persuade him. Zhou Yan kept saying that he didn't want to drink, but Yan Xiao forced him to drink several cups.

Han Jiaojiao felt that Han Yi was particularly clingy tonight, with deep and dark eyes, like a lazy big cat, constantly rubbing his chin against her neck. Han Jiaojiao suddenly had a bold idea in her mind-brother...is he drunk?

...So drunk with just a small cup of wine? ...Is it unlikely?

Han Yi took Han Jiaojiao back to the room. His steps seemed to be no different from usual. He went upstairs steadily, walked into the room, locked the door, and sat on the bed with her arms without turning on the light. Then he looked at her in the dark without saying a word.

Han Jiaojiao blushed when he stared at her like this. She wanted to stand up, but her hands were tightly clasped on the bed by Han Yi. The two sat quietly in their respective positions. Gradually, Han Jiaojiao couldn't stand it anymore. Being stared at by her brother so hotly, she felt that even her breathing was a little hot... Suddenly, a shadow covered her eyes. Before she could come to her senses, her slightly pursed lips were pried open by someone skillfully. The temperature between her lips and tongue rose instantly, and she felt dizzy. The next moment, she was pressed down on the bed by her brother.

"Um..."

She wanted to say no, she hadn't taken a shower yet. She had been running outside all day today, and she must be covered with stinky sweat at this moment. But she couldn't bear to push him away.

——Slowly, there was only chaos in her mind, and she felt that the buttons on her shirt were unbuttoned one by one.

Han Yi let go of her lips and turned to bite her neck. Han Jiaojiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She tried to control herself and said softly: "No, no... dirty..."

The underwear had been pushed up, and she heard him buried in her chest and made a dull sound: "It smells good."

The gentle and delicate kiss wandered along the undulating veins, and the delicate top of the mountain was gently bitten by his teeth, and Han Jiaojiao's body couldn't stop trembling.

...Too tiring.

In the darkness, she heard Han Yi laugh softly, "Hard."

Han Jiaojiao turned her face to the side and closed her eyes, feeling her face burning. She couldn't tell whether her brother was drunk or not, but she felt that he was particularly different tonight... But if she wanted to say what was really different, she couldn't say it.

He seemed to treat her as a toy that he couldn't let go of. He was full of curiosity and desire to explore every part of her. He turned her over and over to tease her as much as possible. He would laugh with satisfaction when he heard her panting. His big hands touched the overflowing spring water. His slender fingers traced the warm and slippery ravines again and again, intentionally or unintentionally circling the sensitive front end, making the affection more burning and the tide more turbulent...

Until Han Jiaojiao was about to be driven crazy, she suppressed an unbearable tremor: "Brother... Brother..." What did she want to say? ... The chaotic brain had lost the ability to think. She called him softly, as if this would free her from this torture.

Han Yi pulled open the edge of her panties and rushed in!

Both bodies paused for a short time, and after temporarily relieving the extreme pleasure, he began to push her up and down with the ambiguous sound of water.

"I really want to die here with you."

…………

In the silent night, a slight sound came from somewhere, like something cracking, or something breaking. After a moment, it sounded again, forming a series of crisp sounds, and then quietly returned to calm...

A gust of warm wind blew, and the round black shadow on the windowsill trembled, and finally cracked completely from both sides, revealing a furry ball, curled up, covered in half an eggshell, and slightly undulating with an amplitude that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. But after a while, a crisp shattering sound came from the other side, crackling, crackling...

- Extracting MTL from raw by Du Xian'er (Poison❀Fairy) -

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