Since Nanke did not turn on [Solomon's Real Eye] and did not have strong dynamic vision, he could not be sure whether he had seen the fleeting scenery just now.

But Sima Ling would never have more than two pieces of clothes, one was the slightly wide white shirt (maybe taken out of her father's closet), while the other one might be flesh-colored, and maybe it didn't exist at all.

(Sister Ling is so drunk! How much wine did she drink? Huang Ye didn’t notice it in time?)

What Nan Ke didn't know was that Huang Ye had been worried about this problem. He seemed to remember that the red wine was taken to Sima Ling's room when he was sleepwalking, but the second-generation demon god like him should not have sleepwalking at all.

Sima Ling dressed so little that Nan Ke felt very embarrassed as her younger brother, but because she was confused and disheveled after getting drunk, Nan Ke could not leave.

(Huang Ye has always been worried that Sima Ling would use the "strong and violent" law to use the emperor's law to order "strongly" and Sister Ling can't do such a thing, but it's hard to say after getting drunk...Huang Ye is the second generation of Ring Spirit and can't even persuade Sister Ling to drink less. I need to stay until Sister Ling wakes up.)

After making the above decision, Nan Ke carefully walked towards Sima Ling on the imperial concubine's bed. Sima Ling, as a mixed-race Chinese and French, has a tall figure like a model, and her long legs are the golden ratio of the golden ratio. Some boys from Dongshan No. 1 Middle School secretly discussed with Nan Ke on their backs, saying that they could play with Sima Ling's long legs for 13.7 billion years...

A famous play in Peking Opera called "The Drunken Concubine", Sima Ling fell drunk on the bed of the imperial concubine. The beauty of it is not inferior to that.

A long hair spread under her body like a golden waterfall, her lips slightly open and her chest undulates. The usually very strong ink star pupil has lost its focus, as if she was lost because of her physical overdrawn, and it seems that she is very eager for comfort from others.

Strictly speaking, a white shirt with only two buttons can no longer be considered worn on the body. It is more like a bath towel used to cover up after bathing, and it will fall off at any time.

Two flawless pants stretched out from the bottom of the white shirt were casually and unrestrainedly on the armrest of the imperial concubine's bed. The elegant arc reminded Nanke of the ballet "Swan Lake". Although he did not raise the dirty idea of ​​playing with his sister's pussy for 13.7 billion years, he couldn't help but be moved.

"Sister Ling, can you put on your clothes well? If my uncle sees you like this..."

Sima Ling's father Sima Junyan has been at home. But he, a strange-tempered sculptor, has always locked himself in a soundproofing studio on the first floor. If he does not complete a piece of art that satisfies himself, he will never leave the door.

"Uncle?" Sima Ling burped, and the fair skin of the mixed-race child was already full of flushing. "Do you think he would come out? Even if I... burp... I was raped and killed by the gangster in the house. He might not be able to come out..."

Sima Ling forced herself to sit up on the imperial concubine's bed. She placed 1/3 of the French Lafite on the coffee table, looking drunk like she didn't know what year it was tonight.

The big white legs of my sister made Nanke not know whether he should get closer or further away. He said awkwardly: "Sister Ling, what are you saying? There is an automatic defense alarm system in the mansion and a guard at the wild night. How could the criminals come in?"

Huang Ye is patrolling downstairs now. He does not regard humans and himself as the same species, and is very afraid that Sima Ling will be reversed. He will try not to appear in front of the drunk Sima Ling as much as possible.

Sima Ling is also sharp when she is sober, but drinking can reduce intelligence is recognized by the scientific community. DND games such as "Night of Winter" have adopted such settings, so she can't think of how to refute Nanke for a while.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, she pointed at Nanke and said arrogantly: "The criminal... didn't the criminal walk in through the main gate?"

Nanke was amused and crying: "Sister Ling, how can I be considered a gangster, and how could I treat you..."

Even though Nan Ke felt that he was very thick-skinned, he still couldn't say the word "rapist first and then kill" to his sister.

"Hmph, it's not a gangster...what are you?"

Every move Sima Ling changed her posture made Nan Ke frightened, afraid that he would see things he shouldn't have seen.

"I'm not a gangster, I'm your brother! Haven't you always wanted me to admit it in person that it is your brother?"

Nan Ke came today to get Sima Ling's understanding. No matter how arrogant he was, it was out of place to deny his younger brother's identity at this time. Moreover, Sima Ling was already drunk and might not remember it clearly after she woke up.

"Brother?" Sima Ling was stunned for a moment when he heard this word, and also made her look a little sad.

But Sima Ling suddenly raised the bottle again, raised her head to her mouth, and took a big sip. A part of the red wine flowed down the corners of her mouth, disappearing into a more secret place along Sima Ling's open warm and soft ravines.

"No! Sister Ling, you can't drink it anymore!"

Nanke came over and wanted to grab the bottle, but the wound on his ankle made his walking posture look awkward. After Sima Ling, who had originally planned to continue drinking red wine, discovered this, a hint of clearness appeared in his eyes.

"Xiao Nan, what's wrong with your legs?"

Seeing that Sima Ling cared so much about herself even after getting drunk, Nan Ke was moved and even more determined to not treat the inappropriate ones and not to take advantage of her sister.

"No, nothing is amazing. I accidentally scratched the iron guardrail while walking..."

Nanke did not report the fact that he was attacked by the bone bat, and he did not want Sima Ling to worry.

However, Sima Ling doesn't say anything, but in fact she has already spoiled Nan Ke, her younger brother. She insists that Nan Ke sit next to her and ask her to observe the wound carefully before she stops.

(Probably this can also divert Sister Ling's attention and let her drink less bar?)

With this idea, Nanke sat on the sofa cushion connected to the imperial concubine's bed, and raised his right foot, which had been attached to the Band-Aid.

"It's okay, the wound is not deep, so it should be fine if you take a rest and walk for a night."

Sima Ling pulled up Nanke's trousers, squinted his eyes and observed carefully for a long time, and kept the position still for a long time, so that Nanke doubted whether she was asleep. However, Sima Ling suddenly raised her throat and shouted at Huang Ye downstairs:

"Wild Night! Go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine to deal with the scratches! You need the highest level! This is the law of the emperor!"

Nan Ke felt that Sima Ling was making a big fuss, but it was also good to divert Sister Ling's attention because of this. Unexpectedly, Sima Ling added after making promises in the wilderness:

"By the way, buy some more condoms! I'll use them later!"

Nanke was so shocked that he almost rolled down from the sofa. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!