Ou Qingheng looked at her deeply, then lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely.
After the kiss, she pushed him gently and kept a certain distance from him. She looked at him with clear eyes and said, "Mr. Ou is worthy of being a love saint. While he keeps saying that he loves Miss Yang, he also talks to me, my wife." It’s so entangled, Mr. Ou enjoys the excitement of riding two boats?”
"After the divorce, we had no relationship."
Yao Yiyi felt a pain in her heart, but the smile on her face became more and more unstoppable: "Ou is always reminding me that there will be no relationship between us anymore?"
She raised her hand, drew circles on his chest seductively, and said, "In this case, I think it's better for Mr. Ou not to touch me tonight. After all, we will have nothing to do with each other anymore."
"As long as we are not divorced, you are Mrs. Ou and you have the obligation to take care of my physical needs."
Ou Qingheng leaned forward and got closer to Yao Yiyi.
Yao Yiyi lowered his head and smiled bitterly, but when he raised his head, his face was full of smiles. Those peach blossom eyes were particularly attractive. Ou Qingheng couldn't help but feel distracted for a moment when he looked at Yao Yiyi like this.
"You really look like Kexin." Ou Qingheng murmured absently.
Yao Yiyi's body stiffened, and then she relaxed again. She drew circles on his chest carelessly and said, "Mr. Ou, I'm not necessarily happy when you talk about another woman in front of me. This will make you feel uncomfortable." I think I have lost all my charm in front of you, and this is not good."
After saying that, she pulled Ou Qingheng's neck and kissed him directly.
Ou Qingheng soon became the guest and took the dominant position. His lips and tongue were entangled with Yao Yiyi's forcefully, and the two kissed inseparably.
Just when Ou Qingheng wanted to go further, Yao Yiyi pushed him away like a mischievous child and said with a wanton smile: "Mr. Ou, do you mind having a glass of red wine to cheer you up?"
Ou Qingheng's eyes were locked on her like a wolf, and he said in a dark voice: "Okay!"
Ou Qingheng strode away and came back with a bottle of 1982 wine and two goblets.
He poured half a glass of wine for Yao Yiyi like a gentleman, then handed it to her and said: "cheers."
"Cheers."
Yao Yiyi touched it and then shook it gently, so that the purity of the wine could be better combined with the air and the taste would be more delicious.