Chapter 57: Her Passion

The moment she put the flask in the food box, she seemed to think of something and took the flask out again.

Just as the cook's eyes lit up and her hand holding the spatula trembled, she tilted her head and poured the wine directly into her mouth.

Bang Dang...... The cook's spatula fell to the ground, like the cook's heart sinking to the bottom.

After Yuan Yuan'er drank wine and left with the food box, he ran to Lin Jia's room with tears in his eyes.

And Yuan Yuan'er felt a little astringent in her mouth because she drank a pot of wine in one go, so she opened the food box and ate while walking, eating and eating, and when she returned to Yuqiong Garden, there were only two or three small pieces of meat and some bones left in the food box.

Seeing these things, Yuyu, who was full of anticipation, darkened his face.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Yuan Yuan'er, and when he saw her red cheeks and the sweat oozing from her forehead, he suddenly became happy, hugged the food box, and walked away with a malicious smile.

What's going on?

Could it be that she was stimulated a lot today and a little delirious?

Yuan Yuan'er looked at the place where Yuyu disappeared, sat on the stone bench, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and unconsciously reached out and pulled the shirt on the neckline.

Fan it with her hand as a fan, she began to frown, why did she feel so panicked in her heart, could it be that she had eaten too much mutton just now?

The mutton in this palace is too good, right, just after eating it, it reacted?

Reaching out and pulling the neckline again, she simply unbuttoned the two buttons on the neckline and ripped her clothes outward, letting the cool breeze in the middle of the night blow into her clothes, cool down.

And this scene happened to be seen by the poppies that flew down on the peach blossom tree, and when you look down from above, you can see it more clearly.

When I saw the snow-white, round two clumps huddled together, the poppies softened at their feet, and the whole person suddenly fell from the tree.

As soon as Yuan Yuan'er, who heard the strange noise, raised her head, a black figure fell, and she stretched out her hand in a daze, just hugging the falling figure.

Because of the momentum, the two subconsciously hugged each other and rolled around on the ground, and then became a posture with Yuan Kite on top and poppies below.

This posture seems a little familiar.

Look down at the red face of the poppy.

And the poppy slowly slipped from the tip of her nose the moment she lowered her head, flowing through her mouth and finally sinking into his black clothes.

Yuan Yuan'er was stunned for a moment, subconsciously reached out to cover the poppy's nose, glanced at herself, but saw that her clothes were half-open, and her little red belly pocket was bound to the exciting picture of snow white on her chest, and she instantly stiffened.

She, this doesn't count.

Lure?

"Kites."

At this time, the poppy reached out and held Yuan Kite's hand, and softly screamed with some doting.

When the two of them clasped hands together, Yuan Yuan'er felt that she was starting to lose consciousness, and a hot breath went straight to her lower abdomen, making her feel soft and unable to use her strength.

She bent down and subconsciously nibbled on the red lips of the poppy, gently tearing them with her teeth and licking them with her tongue.

I had never seen Yuan Kite so active, Poppies was startled, opened her mouth and was about to say something, but Yuan Kite's dexterous tongue burrowed into his mouth and intertwined with his tongue.

The softness, and the kiss with the smell of mutton, made Poppy involuntarily close her eyes, and reached out to press Yuan Kite'er's head, responding to her enthusiasm.

Breathing together, they felt each other passionately, like two hungry beasts, as crazy as they saw the water, and kept sucking in the sweet spring that missed each other so much.

The fire buried in her heart was completely triggered, Yuan Yuan'er couldn't suppress the heat lingering in her lower abdomen, reached out and stroked the poppy's flexible waist, and the little hand slipped into the poppy's robe and touched it up.