Jun Mohan, who unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves, lost his usual cold and serious aura and became more lazy and elegant, burning like tea and blooming flowers, with a seductive charm all over his body.
It was an extremely sexy visual stimulation.
Even though Feng Sujin was a little drunk, she was almost drooling due to the stimulation of the charming senses in front of her.
She almost forgot everything, all she could see was the person in front of her, and she almost swallowed hard.
There was still a cool voice lingering in my ears, and my heartstrings were trembling violently.
"Ajin, tell me, do you want me or wine?"
Feng Sujin was so drunk that she seemed to be longing for the person in front of her. She began to stretch out her hand and pull Jun Mohan's shirt randomly, kissing and biting her lips randomly.
Jun Mohan sat still and looked at the eager Feng Sujin.
The light in his beautiful eyes flickered and flickered uncertainly, passing through the dark light, like a whirlpool that wanted to swallow everything, but he sat still without making any move.
Feng Sujin kissed Jun Mohan randomly, but she didn't want what she wanted. She didn't know what she wanted. Even though the person in front of her didn't move, she was so anxious that she almost cried...
"Well… "
Feng Sujin curled her lips as if she felt aggrieved, and stretched out her hand to grab Jun Mohan's flesh randomly.
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's eager and aggrieved look and wanted to cry. He held back his heartache and continued to ask: "Ajin, tell me, what do you want, wine or something else?"
Today she got drunk for someone else and even cried like this. He really wanted to punish her.
But he doesn't know whether to punish her or himself. How much self-control he has to use now to hold back this heartache. Silly girl, she really doesn't let him worry, but it also makes him unable to do anything to her. There is a kind of helplessness. a feeling of.
Feng Sujin's kiss was unstructured, but it also aroused the passion in Jun Mohan's body.
He held Feng Sujin's hand and stopped her from moving, "Tell me, what do you want?"
Seeing that she couldn't touch the beautiful scenery in front of her, Feng Sujin was so anxious that she almost cried, "Well... you bully me... you all bully me... wu wu..."
At this moment, Feng Sujin's tears flowed out, and the pear blossoms were like rain, which made people feel pitiful.
Jun Mohan sighed helplessly. He obviously wanted to punish her, but it was him who punished her in the end. His heart ached so much. He lowered his head and kissed Feng Sujin's eyes, kissing away her tears, "Good boy, stop crying. I didn’t bully you.”
When Feng Sujin felt wronged and uncomfortable, she instinctively shouted out the voice of dependence in her heart, "Mo Han, Mo Han..."
Jun Mohan listened to her unconsciously murmuring his name, and the softest part of his heart was struck. His voice became deeper and clearer, "Good boy, Ajin, I'm here, right here."
Feng Sujin opened her eyes and looked at the enlarged face in front of her. When she lowered her head, she saw her sexy chest. Although she was a little confused, her body's instinctive desire was there.
She continued to bring her lips together and kiss him randomly.
"Want it?"
"Mo Han, I want a husband..."
These words made Jun Mohan no longer able to remain calm. He looked at the troubled little hands and her adorable look, and took a deep breath.
"Ajin, look at how I love you."
In a word, Jun Mohan didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed Feng Sujin's hand, and kissed her densely, like a violent storm...
Feng Sujin's whole body felt hot and uncomfortable. She didn't know what she wanted. She only knew that she felt uncomfortable in her heart and wanted to seize everything in front of her.