She blushed and went to untie his tie, then his shirt.,After a long while, Shen Fengxi estimated that he was sobering up. His voice had regained some clarity. He looked around the house and asked in a low voice, "Where is everyone",He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, a conqueror's scent. Meng Qiong felt herself getting flushed, her white knitted sweater being unbuttoned by him. A shiver ran down her spine as his touch exposed her fair skin, which carried the faint aroma of bath soap.。