Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

The aroma of the wine lingered, and her slightly hoarse, increasingly seductive voice was entangled when she was drunk.

Even if Ye Han wanted to be a gentleman, it was difficult for him to do so at this moment.

After struggling again and again, he still tried his best to restrain himself, while still moving his uncomfortable gaze back to her face.

Taohua's eyes were misty, and she looked at him lazily with a sleepy look. Her curly and smooth black hair was scattered on the white sheets. Ye Han's nails were clenched into his palms, but he was still irresistible.

But before he could make a move, she heard her say impatiently: "Although you look good, I don't feel comfortable like this, please leave."

The current posture is that she is lying back with her legs on the floor, and after he was accidentally pulled over, in order not to press her down, he had no choice but to support her ears with his hands and elbows, helpless.

Hearing this, reluctance suddenly surfaced.

He didn't want to leave, not before, and even less now.

The Adam's apple rolled a little, and when she frowned and opened her mouth for the second time, ready to drive away, Ye Han lowered his head unexpectedly, and just blocked her lips and tongue.

The rich aroma of wine entangled tightly as he imagined, and he trembled his eyelashes uncontrollably.

Song Le's mouth was invaded, and after a moment of astonishment and bewilderment, displeasure popped up, what's wrong with this man?

Why don't you follow suit?On the contrary, press it even tighter?

Song Le refused impatiently, anger gradually gathered in his wide-open eyes, and just about to take a bite, the boy who was pressing her down stretched out his hand to press her jaw as if he had predicted her thoughts in advance .

Forcing her to bear it with her lips parted, Song Le frowned deeply, but before she recovered, she felt her mouth was being stirred constantly, and the root of her tongue was a little numb from his licking, and a strange feeling of crispy and soft came rushing out superior.

Song Le's moist peach blossom eyes half-closed in discomfort or comfort, and couldn't help choking out a few murmurs from his throat.

But Ye Han, who had finally tasted the taste of his dreams, was beating his heart wide open and closing, throbbing until his chest trembled, and couldn't help but penetrate deeper.

The unbearable low trembling of kissing people can be eased.

Song Le's brain wasn't clear at all, and now he was deprived of oxygen and had difficulty breathing.

After a long time, the stormy and wind-swept plunder gradually subsided, and Ye Han didn't dare to be too obvious, he didn't dare to bite, he didn't dare to suck, for fear of leaving a mark for her to see the clues tomorrow.

But this kind of restraint made him tremble with excitement more and more, his handsome face was no longer bewildered as before, but had a deep dark color instead.

When the water on their lips was shining, they moved away slightly with shortness of breath and heaving chests, and said in a low voice, "I like you so much."

He likes it so much that he is almost not like himself, he is going crazy, he has become dark, he has become jealous, and he has become penny-pinching.

"It's all because of you." Seeing that her eyes were still blank, with a hint of agitated crimson, he couldn't help saying in a low voice.

Song Le didn't understand what he was talking about, but felt that the suffocating pleasure that made his head bloodshot had finally passed, and then the anger of being offended appeared in bits and pieces, and subconsciously waved his hand at him.

Ye Han held her wrist effortlessly, lowered his eyes, the light brown pupils were a bit dark at the moment.

After she almost recovered, she lowered her head again and continued to seal her bright red lips.

He has done a lot of rough and heavy work since he was a child, so he has great strength, even holding her when she is awake, it doesn't take much effort.

It was even more so at this moment, clamping her wrist, Ye Han lowered his eyes, kissed deeply, and couldn't help but reached out and pulled her T-shirt out of his pants.