With a click, the door lock was clasped by Zhao Qi. I was hugged by him, and I was weak.

His breath was on the tip of my nose, and the smell of sweat, perfume, and smoke mixed together, making it so disgusting.

I had to let myself lean into his arms.

The fingertips pinched into the flesh hard, and he didn't seem to feel any pain.

"Do you feel that you don't have any strength up and down your body, do you feel hot all over, and there seems to be a stream of air running around in your body...... Tsk, tsk, look, your little face is red,"

Zhao Qi reached out and touched my cheek.

I turned my face sideways and bit my lip stubbornly.

And that's not all...... My head began to get dizzy, and the fireworks-like scenery bloomed in front of my eyes.

I could smell it in my throat, it was bloody, it was longing.

I knew how my body was reacting, the glass of red wine restraining my body quickly and swiftly, and I still had a trace of sober thought.

"Qin ...... Qin, Zelun...... Zelen ......"

I writhed uneasily in his arms, and the person I was thinking about appeared in front of me, and I hugged him tightly, tears streaming down my eyes, and my eyelashes wet.

"Don't leave me, okay? I'm so scared, so scared. ”

I buried my head in his clothes, my hands gripping the hem of his coat.

”

Okay, okay, I'm not leaving, never again.

”

As if he really took my words to heart, he gently patted my back with one hand, like when I was a child.

I pouted angrily: "You're lying again, every time you say this, you know how to coax me."

”

"Not this time,"

The man laughed heartily, and there were others laughing with him.

"Why are there other people?

”

I tiptoed and swirled in his arms, landing like a butterfly in the crook of his arm.

He picked me up: "It's just the two of us tonight.

”

I just felt my head getting heavier and heavier, and my body seemed to be lying on a big cloud, and I wrapped my head in the quilt and refused to poke my head out.

His hands seemed to be dipped in magic, and everywhere he went, I could elicit a soft exclamation.

After a while, the magic stopped, and I twisted uncomfortably, feeling a hand over my forehead, and I pressed it like a kraft candy, hiding my palm-sized face in the palm of his hand.

"You don't want to stop ......"

I muttered, moving closer to the warmth.

It was as if my body had been moved to a hard place, and I snorted uncomfortably, in exchange for a hard slap - on my PP.

Now, I'm even more angry.

It's so uncomfortable, and there are people bullying me.

I cried aggrievedly, the flames in my body scurrying around, and the cold liquid flowing into my throat, but it did not alleviate my discomfort in the slightest.

I heard a sigh, and then, a feathery kiss fell on my forehead, soft, reminding me of the marshmallow that fifteen-year-old Hou Yang begged Qin Zelun to bring me.

The tall and majestic man, with a white and pink marshmallow in his hand, returned to Yiyuyuan in a formal suit.

Aunt Chen stood aside and snickered, and I happily threw myself into his arms, took a bite of the marshmallow, and kissed him on the cheek.

It's so sweet.

It's so sweet.

His kisses gradually became rapid, and his breathing was rapid, like when making zuò marshmallows, the craftsmen circled around and around, densely packed.

I replied softly, putting my hands on his back and sliding up and down.

Young, but hard.

"You're going to regret it, you know?

”

He bit me down on the throat, and I screamed, and felt something slippery licking at my wounds, like an animal.

I shook my head amusedly, and my white porcelain-like calves hooked his powerful waist and rubbed: "No."

”

Being with you is the thing I have longed for the most since I came to you...... How could I regret it?