He looked anxious.

"Do you like it?"

"What do you think?"

You will know that when you look at your eyes, Shang Shang shook his head, hooked his neck with both hands, and glanced at his lips like a dragonfly, and even stretched out his tongue and slowly swept along his lips from left to right.

A head-shaking, her long flowing hair rippled with the waves, showing a hint of wildness. "Hey me."

"Um?"

Shangshang raised her eyes: "That?"

Chang Mian was in high spirits, sweeping her lips lightly, and she stood up from the recliner, following and dancing, his voice was also seductive: "How do you want me to feed me?"

"Use your mouth!"

"Listen to you."

Randomly, Chang Mian picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. Then, with a simple dance step, locking her waist with one hand, letting her use her own hands as a fulcrum and pressing her to keep leaning back.

Then he held out the back of her head, accurately capturing her lips and siping the wine with his mouth.

She tilted her toes, stretched her hands, wrapped around Chang Mian's neck, then supported the ground with one foot, pressing all the weight of her body on his hands holding her waist.

The mellow red wine was sent from his mouth little by little into her mouth.

Chang Mian closed her body and slowly pulled her upper body up.

Under the hot music, the atmosphere also became hot.

His lips slid into her ears and exhaled softly: "Do you still want it?"

"Of course..." She smiled softly, asked for it actively, her tongue touched her mouth, swept the remaining wine drops, and said with unsatisfactory words: "I haven't tasted enough."

"Then you dance with me first. If I am happy, I will appreciate you wine. If I am unhappy, I will pour you wine."

Shangshang blinked: "Is there any difference this?"

"The difference is, gentle, or rough!"

She giggled, her dance steps turned sharply, her hand gently pushed him, her feet slipped, and escaped from the palm of his hand. Then she smiled sweetly, her smiling lips, her fingertips, and her fingertips, and...

Flying a kiss!

Chang Mian pulled and swung the bathrobe, revealing her strong and strong chest, her tight waist and perky buttocks, and followed her fast-paced music.

The heat waves spread out toward the surroundings one after another.

Soon, she became the one who could not escape his palm again. Her long breathing became heavier and heavier. Her hands touched his skin, and the heat that could not fade away.

"Chang Mian, wine...I want to drink it."

Chang Mian bent her lips in a low voice, whispering in her ears: "Do you want me to appreciate you or to give you?"

"You can do it."

Her boneless little hand stopped at the place where his belt was, paused and raised her head, with a little excited and shy expression, and called softly: "You said, do you want to reward me, or do you want to give me..."

"Of course I want to... drink you, haha!" Chang Mian pinched her chin, hugged her and slid to the low table, took the remaining half bottle of red wine, and directly looked at her mouth, not pouring, but pouring!

Shangshang hid in a hurry.

But it's too late.

A man was the worst at this time. Chang Mian was reluctant to let her hide. He sucked her chin and drankly poured her mouth, causing Shangshang to cough violently.

"you…………"

She wanted to accuse her, but Chang Mian didn't give her a chance, "Is it delicious? Do you want it?"

"Woooooo, Chang Mian, you bad guy." She just wanted to pretend to be drunk, but she didn't plan to get him drunk.
Chapter completed!