She jumped over with several whirling dance steps, picked up a pot of wine, looked up and drank it. The wine gas flowed down her slender neck. This scene of Drunken Beauty was accompanied by fireworks exploding brightly in the air. Fireworks were bright, and the beauty in red drank under the moon. This scene became the most beautiful scene in Bo Qichen's eyes.

In the years to come, he will still think of this scene.

Just now.

Whether it's beautiful or not, let's put it aside for the time being.

For a moment, the sound of swallowing around sounded together.

Mom, this woman is too beautiful, too demon and too hook.

Wait, why is the surrounding air a little cold?

A group of people looked at each other. "Do you feel it's cold around?"

"It's the feeling of being frozen to death by ice, isn't it?"

"Ah, so you feel the same way!"

On the throne, Bo Qichen's face was dark and his whole body was cold. He forced his impatience, stared at her drinking, and even drank a full pot.

Tang Qing song drank a whole pot of hot Baijiu, the man in the base was very big and the wine was also very strong. Tang Qing song poured himself a pot, and did not dance a few steps, and began to play the soles of his feet.

Her cheeks are crimson, her eyes are saturated with water color, rippling with pink halo, which is the color she loves him. The corners of her mouth under her veil are hooked, and her posture is weak and charming. Every dance action is so hooked. She really looks at the city and the country.

Everyone was fascinated by her.

And she stepped on the vain steps, born lotus step by step, and came to him in a circle.

Then she turned around and sat in his arms, really drunk in Jun's arms.

He hugged her, grasped her slender waist, and looked at her starlight smiling eyes with a bit of lust in them. For a moment, he felt that he was drunk with her.

She giggled, wrapped her slender arms around his neck and smiled at him sweetly. Her eyes were flexible and only contained him.

The next second, she looked at him with red lips and said word by word.

"Take me back. I'm drunk."

She knew what he meant by taking her back.

But that's what she said.

In her eyes, there was undisguised love and hint. His reason completely collapsed, his eyes were hot, and his body was honest and hot, as if he was born to fit with him. At this moment, his heart and spirit fit.

There was a voice telling him that this was the perfect fit with him.

He picked up her pretty white jaw with one hand and pinched it out quickly. "Do you know what to do when you go back with me?"

She blinked her eyes and giggled. Her fingers ran across his chest, as if they didn't touch his heartstrings, "I know."

Why else would she get drunk?

She's not drunk. How can she give him a chance.

The scarlet eyes were not scarring her. "I'm not a person who will pity her."

She blinked, her eyes timid and innocent, "are you willing to hurt me?"

His eyes were slightly dark. Without saying anything superfluous, he directly picked her up and took her away.

Everyone shouted and cheered!

The bonfire reflected the slender figure of the man and the woman in his arms.

The group talked excitedly, "Hey, you say one is so powerful. Can this woman get out of bed alive tomorrow?"

"I see, hang! Maybe I'll die in bed tonight!"

"Ha ha ha!"

A group of people talked about women in an ambiguous and obscene way.

Here, hearing the cheers of the people around, charming man looked at this scene from a distance, and her heart became colder and colder, which became a dead ash.

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