The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

He raised his eyes: "Are you serious?"

Qin Xiaomeng didn't answer but asked: "Did you just lie to me?"

Cheng Zixiu: "..."

His little fool was led astray, so he learned to fight against him.

He raised his hand to take off his coat: "Okay."

"If you want to see it, I'll dance."

Cheng Zixiu put his coat on her body, lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows: "Wait until I come back to put a ring on your finger."

After saying that, he was about to go, but when he turned around, his hand was held by a warm little hand.

Qin Xiaomeng held the flowers and smiled at him: "I can't bear to part with them."

The man bent his eyes, a deep smile spread across his brows, and his pupils were more beautiful than the stars in the sky.

The next second, he held the girl's face and kissed her.

Affectionate, tossing and turning.

The flowers in Qin Xiaomeng's hand fell down, she wrapped her hands around his waist and closed her eyes to respond to him.

Cheng Zixiu freed one hand to pick up the ring, touched the girl's hand on her lower back, found the ring finger on her right hand and put the ring on it.

The kiss didn't stop, and the moment the ring was put on, countless colorful balloons suddenly flew up all around, and the formation was huge!

Each balloon has fonts written on it.

They scrambled to fly into the air, arranging and converging into a dazzling and affectionate sentence of love - one by one

"Cheng Zixiu loves Qin Xiaomeng."

"Fuck me!"

The few next to them were extremely surprised.

Lao Cheng's technique is both coquettish and frivolous, what a pretty group!

…………

Under the floor-to-ceiling window of the office of the president of Chengfeng Capital Investment Company.

Han Qianyi stood there holding a wine glass, looking at the eye-catching flashing characters on the big screen.

There were also balloons flying in the sky. They were too far away and he couldn't see the words on the balloons clearly, but it still didn't affect the pain in his heart.

Drinking one glass after another, he kept looking at the words on the big screen.

After a long time, Han Qianyi went to get a few bottles of wine from the shelf, sat down against the floor-to-ceiling window, opened them and started drinking the whole bottle.

While drinking, he whispered her name.

As he shouted, his eyes turned red, and his thick eyelashes were wet with mist.

After getting drunk, he untied his clothes with his fingers, lowered his eyes, and saw the name of the person he loved most printed on his chest.

.........

In Mo Yuan's bedroom.

"Baby, do you miss me?"

Su Mucheng opened her eyelids coolly and looked at the man tumbling wantonly in the bathroom with an expressionless face.

"Are you going to be horny again?"

Mo Yanchen chuckled, closed the bathroom door, and walked towards the bathtub. With his hands submerged in the water, he went up and squeezed Su Mucheng's legs: "Do you want to? Hmm?"

Su Mucheng: "..."

She saw him begin to take off his clothes again.

"Mo Yanchen."

"Ok?"

She said: "Don't be coquettish, there are two things in your stomach."

The man smiled, walked away, took a long step, and stepped into the bathtub.

Then he hugged her and kissed her: "I know, so I won't mess around."

Even if I really want to, I will endure it.

He was afraid of hurting her.

But one by one

Mo Yanchen still had that clear and shallow smile on his handsome face, but the movements under his hands were wild.

He grabbed Su Mucheng's hand and strapped it to his waist and abdomen.

The corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were full of energy and heavy.

He lay in the bathtub, hugged Su Mucheng to his body, and held her waist.

He leaned forward and kissed her lips.

Su Mucheng: "..."

He chuckled and kissed her, then took her hand

"........."

Mo Yanchen pestered her, and Su Mucheng had no choice but to help him.

In the water again.

She heard the man using a low, sexy voice in her ear.

His ears and temples were rubbing against her breath, entangled with fire and heat.

Heavy and drunk.

Su Mucheng resisted the urge to bite him to death.

The man suddenly hugged her tightly, only to hear a deep and deadly sound piercing her eardrums.

It was like an electric current, penetrating all her senses.

Mo Yanchen still maintained the position of holding her just now, resting his head on her shoulder and breathing heavily.

Oh shit!

Want to bite!

After enduring it, she finally couldn't hold it back anymore, so she bit him on the shoulder.

She tried hard, but the man was still breathing in her ear with a low and deadly voice just like before.

even one by one

"Baby, you can bite a little harder."

He took her earlobe in his mouth.

"Stab to death."

"Hold!"