101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

An anxious look.

"Like it?"

"What do you say?"

You can tell just by looking at your eyes, Changshang shook his head, hooked his neck with his hands, his pink lips, like a dragonfly touching water, glanced at his lips, and even stuck out the tip of his tongue, along his own His lips moved slowly from left to right.

With a shake of the head, the flowing long hair was rippling with the waves, showing a hint of wildness. "feed me."

"Ok?"

Changshang raised his eyes: "That?"

Chang Mian was full of interest, brushing her lips with the tip of her tongue, and she also stood up from the recliner, followed, and danced. His voice was also provocative: "How do you want me to feed you?"

"Use your mouth!"

"Listen to you."

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

Immediately afterwards, his other hand held out the back of her head, accurately caught her lips, and tasted the wine with his mouth.

She tapped her toes, stretched out her hands, encircled Chang Mian's neck, and then put one foot on the ground, putting all her body weight on his hands supporting her waist.

The mellow red wine was delivered from his mouth to hers bit by bit.

Chang Mian pulled her upper body up slowly.

Under the fiery music, the atmosphere also burned with fire.

His lips slid to her ear, exhaling in a low voice: "Do you want more?"

"Of course..." She smiled lowly, and asked for it actively. She poked her tongue into her mouth, wiped away the remaining drops of wine, and said in a still unsatisfied way: "I haven't tasted enough yet."

"Then dance with Grandpa first. If Grandpa is happy, he will give you a drink; if Grandpa is not happy, he will give you a drink."

Chang Chang blinked: "This, is there a difference?"

"The difference is, gentle, or rough!"

She giggled, her dance steps turned sharply, she gently pushed him with her hand, slipped her foot, and escaped from his palm, followed by a sweet smile, smiling lips, lightly tapped her fingertips, boo...

Blow kisses!

Chang Mian pulled and flicked the bathrobe, revealing her strong chest, narrow waist, and straight buttocks, chasing after her with the fast-paced music.

Waves of heat spread out in all directions.

Soon, she once again became the person he couldn't escape from, her constant breathing became heavier and heavier, as her hands touched his skin, the heat couldn't fade away.

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

Chang Mian bent her lips in a low voice, with a playful voice, rippling in her ears: "Then do you want me to reward you or feed you?"

"You figure it out."

Her little boneless hand rested on the waistband of his trousers, she paused and raised her head, with a somewhat excited and shy expression, she called softly: "Say, do you want to reward me or feed me... "

"Of course I want...to drink you, haha!" Chang Mian pinched her chin, slid her to the side of the low table with her arms around her, took the remaining half bottle of red wine, and pointed it directly at her mouth, not drinking, but drinking. It's pouring!

Changshang hurriedly hid.

But it was too late.

The man is the worst at this time, Chang Mian would not let her hide, and with her chin in his hands, he domineeringly and hatefully poured her a big mouthful, causing Chang Chang to cough violently.

"you…………"

She wanted to sue, but Chang Mian didn't give her a chance, "Is it good to drink? Do you want more?"

"Wuwu, Chang Mian, you bastard." She just wanted to pretend to be drunk, but she didn't intend to be really drunk by him.