He said that his face did not change, as if to do this kind of thing with his mouth, it is normal for him.

The expression on Fang Chi Xia’s face was suddenly covered with a layer of ice, and it was condensed in a moment.

Luo Yi was carrying a squat, and lazy and gave her a look. "I am still waiting for you."

Still in a casual tone, the tone of speech, especially the hate, even looking at her eyes, are frivolous.

Fang Chi Xia took him for a long time, and he did not respond to the situation.

Luo Yibei eyebrows pick one, the long arm hooked her slender waist, and then a little bit, Fang Chixia's body passively fell on his lap.

Fang Chixia had a glass of wine on her hand, and she was unable to prevent her from splashing out of the wine in her cup.

The goal is to face his white shirt.

Fang Chixia's face was shocked first, but soon turned into a gesture of watching a movie.

just--

The wine has not yet been poured out, but Luo Yibei has stabilized the cup in her hand at a speed that is too fast.

Very fast speed, all the series is only a few seconds, Fang Chi Xia even could not see.

When I turned back to God, my hand was wrapped in the palm of my hand by Luo Yibei, together with the cup in her hand.

Fang Chixia stared at her steady and was held in her hands. She even glanced at the glass that had not been pulled out, and grinned in disappointment.

"So, let's continue?" Luo Yibei looked up and looked at her, and gestured to the cup in her hand.

Fang Chixia took a deep breath, sat down on his lap, gave a sip of his mouth into the mouth, and slender his white arms around his neck, pulling his face down, her lips aligned His lips kissed him.

The concentration of wine given to Luo Yibei is very high. The spicy taste of vodka stimulates the taste buds. It is accompanied by the refreshing, taste, refreshing and pure blend of pure lemon, which makes people a little intoxicated.

Luo Yibei snorted and his eyes swept across her face at an extremely slow speed. His dawn seemed darker than before.

Fang Chi Xia hard pushes the wine into his mouth, watching him passively swallowing, aiming to reach, wanting to retreat, Luo Yibei but holding her back of the head refused to let her go.

Fang Chi Xia did not struggle, but looked at him with an unpleasant look.

Luo Yibei completely ignored her eyes, her hand hooked her neck, holding her in her arms, holding her head in one hand, turning her body sideways, and easily reaching her to the sofa behind her, his lips were shallow She was pondering with her.

Fang Chi Xia's mouth is still filled with lime aroma, fresh like a gust of wind blowing from the lake, sweet into the lungs, can not help lure / confuse him, want him to learn more.

Fang Chi Xia did not refuse, but did not cooperate, stiff in his arms, let him kiss and motionless, reacting like a piece of wood.

Such a woman, let Luo Yibei seem to be somewhat dissatisfied.

The brow wrinkled, and he smacked shallowly on her lips, then bit her lip/petal.

"Baby, I like to hear the voice you call out!"

Lazy tone, every word is full of embarrassment.

Fang Chi Xia suffered from pain, and when he raised his arm, he hit his back.

Luo Yibei did not care about the strength of her fist, her lips stuck to her, and entangled with her again.