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The first thousand eight hundred and forty-seven chapters are not drunk (11 more)(2/2)

In the quiet night, the two people sat opposite each other, and even their breathing could be heard clearly.

The breathing of the two of them was much heavier than before, which seemed to be because of drinking, and also seemed to be because their emotions had been brewing.

"I...I want to hug you, boss." Zhao Meng took the initiative to request.

"Okay." Lin Zhiming nodded, walked to Zhao Meng and sat down, reaching out to hug Zhao Meng.

The two people's bodies were tightly touching each other, just like those young men and women dating for the first time.

Of course, Lin Zhiming was a veteran and would not imitate those newcomers who said "Can I kiss you?" He directly leaned into Zhao Meng's ear and said, "Come into the room?"

Zhao Meng nodded slightly.

Lin Zhiming grinned, picked up Zhao Meng, and walked into the next room.

As soon as the door to the room was closed, the two obsessed men and women who had been suppressed for a long time burst out with unimaginable energy in an instant, as if they were going to shatter the room.

I don't know how much time passed, but Zhao Meng was exhausted and fell asleep with Lin Zhiming hugging him from behind.

Lin Zhiming also fell asleep.

Vaguely, Zhao Meng broke away from Lin Zhiming's arms and sat up from the bed.

"What's wrong?" Lin Zhiming asked with his eyes closed.

"Go to the bathroom." Zhao Meng said and walked out of the room.

After a while, slight footsteps sounded.

Then, someone climbed onto the bed and lay down with his back to Lin Zhiming.

Lin Zhiming hugged the other party from behind.
Chapter completed!
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