Yu Qingqian twisted under Feng Chen's body, making a mess on his back.

   Feng Chen's dense kisses went down from her lips, and her warm hands also reached into her underwear.

   Yu Qingqian's whole body is not only in the heat, but also has an indescribable sense of pleasure, wanting to get more.

   She stretched out her hand and tore off Feng Chen's loose middle clothes, and whispered with a blurred hoarseness in her mouth, "Sick beauty! Sick beauty!"

  Fengchen took her hand that was messing around on her chest, and then guided her down, her voice hoarse and **** with desire, "Qianqian! Qianqian!"

  Yu Qingqian had never eaten pork, but had seen a pig run before. Her drunkenness had already devoured her sanity. She followed Feng Chen's hand and placed it on the huge heat, and then touched it.

   Feng Chen's phoenix eyes couldn't help squinting slightly, and the movement on his lips deepened and aggravated.

  Yu Qingqian felt that she was like a small boat, being controlled by the other party, she couldn't help biting Fengchen's neck, leaving a deep mark.

  ………………

   The next morning, Yu Qingqian slowly opened his eyes, and his head rarely felt stuffy, which was the after-effects of a hangover.

   When he opened his eyes, he met that handsome face.

   Her hands and feet tightly hugged the hands and feet of the sick beauty, like a koala.

   Gradually, the memory came back into the cage, and the scenes from last night went over in my mind.

   Yu Qingqian, who never knew the word "shy", couldn't help but get a slight blush on his face.

   She couldn't help but want to help her forehead, was that person really herself last night? What a shame!

   She looked at herself and then at Feng Chen, they were all wearing good middle clothes, and the sweat that had come out from her body had obviously been showered again for her by the other party.

   Yu Qingqian put his hand on Feng Chen's face and stroked his picturesque eyebrows.

   They did everything they had to do last night except for the last step.

   Before the end of the world, she heard a word from her best friend, if a man can control his lower body in the face of extreme temptation, then it means that he must love you miserably.

   After she got drunk last night, she fell asleep after being kissed by the other party. Feng Chen's desire was not relieved at all. I believe that because of her provocation, he must be more uncomfortable.

   The heat and deep desire of the other party last night, she can still feel it when she recalls it now.

   But the sick beauty did not go any further, she really held back, does that mean that he has loved himself miserably?

   As soon as Feng Chen opened his eyes, he saw that a drunk cat had clear eyes and a thin layer of red on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

   "Stop making trouble?" His voice was hoarse and dark, probably because he was suffocated last night.

  Yu Qingqian raised her eyes and met the sick beauty's black eyes, which seemed like a smile but not a smile. She felt extremely ashamed and buried her head directly in the other's neck.

   "Now you know you're embarrassed?" Feng Chen chuckled softly, with helplessness and doting.

   "Well, yesterday was a shame." Yu Qingqian said in a muffled voice.

   As soon as she remembered that yesterday she pestered the sick beauty to see each other's body, and had to eat tofu everywhere, she didn't want to get out of the other's neck.

   "Don't worry, I don't despise you!" Feng Chen hugged Yu Qingqian, reached out and patted her on the back twice.

   But before getting married in the future, he will not allow this woman to drink the spirits that will make her drunk, such as Linglong drunk, otherwise, he will be afraid that he will not do it again.

  Yu Qingqian huddled in Feng Chen's arms like a little turtle, and drew two circles on his chest with his fingertips, "Then I really want to thank you!"