"Why are you here?" asked Yao Rong in a low voice, and she moved as she was hugged by Zhuo Song.

Outside, I heard heavy footsteps, saying, "Why is the window open?" ”

Both of them were a little weak-hearted, so they naturally didn't dare to make a sound, they both climbed out of the window, it seems that the window was because someone was lazy and forgot to seal it.

"It's cold. Yao Rong said in a low voice.

She had just changed into a dress, but it wasn't very thick.

The wine cellar was dug in the ground, a little cold, and Yao Rong shrank back.

"Take a sip and see. Zhuo Song listened, and he handed her the bottle and motioned for her to taste it.

Yao Rong listened, grabbed the wine bottle, and took a sip.

"This wine is good and tastes good. Yao Rong said in a low voice and drank a few more sips.

Her fair little face, flushed, and her delicate bridal makeup tonight, although her hair was casually draped, it added a lot of charm to her.

Yao Rong lowered his head and took a few more sips.

"Zhuo Song. Yao Rong's voice was a little low, his vision was blurred, and when he saw Zhuo Song, he turned his head sideways and said, "I didn't expect to see you again, I always feel like I'm dreaming now." “

Zhuo Song got up, helped her and said, "Don't talk about this yet, let's find a way to get out of here." ”

Although I don't know how she appeared, she can't be discovered by the Zhuo family, otherwise, Yao Rong may be killed.

The Zhuo family is a forbidden place, because the asking family, the Zhuo family, all exist to protect the Xiao family, and they are all secret families.

For this reason, when Yao Rong got married, no one was allowed to come with her, and she was stunned before carrying her in.

"Zhuo Song, seeing you, my life is complete. Yao Rong whispered, her vision blurred, a little close to him, the unique masculinity of the man, like magic, attractive.

She stretched out her hand, hesitated for a few seconds, and hugged Zhuo Song's waist tightly.

Zhuo Song's body stiffened, and she was held from behind, and the hormones in the man's body were stimulated.

"Rongrong. Zhuo turned and looked at her.

In the dark night, by the moonlight at the mouth of the cellar.

Looking at her moving appearance, his fingertips touched her face.

"Ahh Yao Rong was picked up by him and strode away.

Zhuo Song hugged Yao Rong, his steps were a little anxious, avoiding the patrolling guards, and ran towards the outside of the grove, his heart beating fast.

"Hmm. Yao Rong was put down by him, and the tall figure of the man pressed over.

It was obviously very cold just now, but now in the body, there seems to be a stream of heat, constantly attacking.

It's warm and coaxing, and it's a little irritable.

"Hot, Zhuo Song, I'm so hot. Yao Rongjiao said in a coquettish voice, her body like a snake, twisting and sticking to his arms.

Zhuo Song's body reacted inexplicably.

He suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the bottle, but reason had been thrown away from him.

"Rongrong, don't be like this, I'm afraid I can't control myself, I... There was an urge to want you, but... No. Zhuo Song said in a deep voice, his palms were so tense that he was full of sweat.

Yao Rong muttered in a low voice, not listening to his words at all.

Zhuo Song's alcohol consumption is better than her. Therefore, the amount of alcohol has not yet attacked, and Yao Rong is a little unbearable, his body is so hot that he walks towards him.

Looking at her amorous appearance, Zhuo Song lowered her head, sealed her red lips, and her hands were clumsy....

"Zhuo Song. She whispered his name.

She twisted her body and pressed into his arms.

His scorching breath sprayed down her neck.

"Rongrong, I, can we?" Zhuo asked as he kissed her lips, panting in a low voice.

Suddenly a little confused, he looked down at her and whispered, "I, I'll look for it." ”

Familiar and unfamiliar feelings are always coming.

Zhuo Song glanced at it a few times, and he said with some apprehension: "I, I will definitely be able to find it, Rongrong, you wait." ”

"Ah, Zhuo Song, where are you touching?" Yao Rong lost his voice, his voice hoarse with fright.

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