Taboo Game: The President's Night Pet

Chapter 11

Situ Han became more speechless, how many faces does this woman have?Weak, cute, confused, innocent, and now fierce...

"Why, why is that no one is willing...willing to love me, why? I want to experience the legendary love, I don't want to die like this, I don't want..."

"You're drunk." He walked over to take the wine bottle from her hand, "You're so young, you still have a long way to go, don't die every now and then, it's unlucky."

"I'm not drunk." Cheng Anan pointed at his chin, "You're... drunk, hehe..."

"Yes, I'm drunk."

He must be drunk to think of making trouble with her unreasonably, and to tolerate her being unreasonable to him in such a good temper.

"Can you...can you..."

"Can you do something?"

"Kiss me." She closed her eyes and pouted.

Situ Han was more startled, apparently he did not expect that she would suddenly make such a direct request, and there was no other woman beside him who asked him to kiss him as bluntly as she did.

Looking at her pouting cute lips, he was a little dazed.

After pondering for a few seconds, he finally gently reached out to take off her glasses, and when he saw her eyes not covered by the lenses, he suddenly...

Stunned!
It seems that the whole world is filled with bright colors.

Her eyes are bright and clear, like lacquer, as beautiful as black jade, clear and aura, as if filled with the brilliance of the whole world.

These eyes are even more beautiful than he imagined... Many, many!
The slender knuckles had already unconsciously caressed her cherry lips, gently drawing along her perfect lip line, and he couldn't deny the clamoring voice in his heart.

He—wanted to kiss her!
This feeling of wanting to kiss is no less than his wanting to see Huya girl's bright smile...

He is so impatient, so longing and cherishing.

Thinking of this, his lips slowly moved back to hers, gently touching the edge of her lips, and his midnight-like eyes were covered with an intoxicating deep meaning.

Her lips are soft, delicate, and touching.

He put his hands on her waist, deepening their deep kisses with forgetfulness.

Her soft body pressed against his hard chest, making his lower abdomen irritated, sucking the pleasant fragrance of her body, he rubbed his hands up, so that the two bodies could make further contact, finally, big The palm moved to her slender shoulders.

stop!

The lips and teeth blend, the breath is disordered, and it is full of fragrance! ,

The drunken Cheng An'an subconsciously opened his lips slightly, moaning loudly, and he took the opportunity to insert his fiery tongue into her mouth, sucking the sweetness that only belonged to her, and lingeringly lifted up her moving body. Good at shaking.

His hands were very gentle on her neck, back, and buttocks, and her delicate and slightly disordered breathing made his passion even stronger and deeper.

He caressed her, hugged her tightly... as if he wanted to melt her with his body temperature!
He wanted her, but not when she was drunk.

So, when his lips finally fell behind her ears, he gently moved away from her charming blushing face.

"Hee hee, your lips also smell of wine..." Leaving his bondage, Cheng Anan waved his hands like a flying butterfly, circling in the huge room, and finally fell down on the soft white bed, like a child Kicking off the shoes on his feet as if willful, lying lazily, muttering in his mouth, "Sleep, sleep after kissing... Hee hee, it turns out that kissing feels like this."

(End of this chapter)