What's more, her daughter is still here, she was actually too impulsive just now.

It doesn't do you any good to provoke him.

Ye Lu also gave up the struggle, biting his lip and lying on the pillow.

Jun Sanshao chuckled in satisfaction, let go of her neck with his hand, slowly slid down from the snow neck, slowly stroked her slender back, and stroked her trembling skin.

His palms were like fire, and his rough fingertips moved a little along her spine, causing her to tremble and limp.

The fingertips moved to the hollows of the waist and hips, and left with a light circle.

In fact, his actions are not excessive and vulgar, and he didn't touch any of her privacy at all, but it just made people feel that it was thick and fragrant, and it made people's hearts beat wildly.

My head was in a daze, and I suddenly felt a chill behind my back.

She was almost bounced up by the ice reflex, but he easily held it down.

"What are you doing?" She couldn't help but look back at him in annoyance.

But I saw that he looked ghostly and happy, his fingers were lazily holding the crystal cup, and it was tilting, and a thin golden liquor was along the mouth of the crystal cup, like a note.

Along her sloping back, the wine slid all the way down to the hollow of her waist, converging into a pale golden pool of wine, overflowing with aroma.

"You'll find out in a moment!" Jun Sanshao lowered his eyes and smiled evilly at her.

Ye Lu was annoyed and helpless, only to feel that the cold wine made her back tingle, cold and spicy, and there was an indescribable strange feeling, spreading from her back to her limbs.

Ding is the cold sound of a wine glass being thrown to the ground, shattering.

Before Ye Lu realized what was going on, his strong and heavy body pressed up and down, and his jet-black and hard hair pierced her delicate back, itching uncomfortably.

Even more trembling, his fiery lips fell on her back, burning like fire.

From her snow-white shoulders, kiss all the way down, kissing the wine off her skin.

Ye Lu's back was rushed by an electric current, and he was instantly numb.

Then he felt his lips fall on her waist, and he swept the cold liquor, a little bit of elegance, into his mouth and tasted it.

"This 30-year-old bottle of whisky is really good, pure enough to taste." Jun Sanshao sighed with satisfaction.

Ye Lu lay on the pillow, biting his lip, his little face was red and dripping blood.

This bastard man is really an artist in color, affectionate and interesting enough, and he actually thought of such a fragrant, glamorous and beautiful way of tasting wine.

"After drinking and cheering, it's time to start enjoying my food." The man chuckled and picked up her long, silky hair, and kissed it on the lips.

Then the sturdy body pressed against her back, and the head was buried in her long hair.

Ye Lu shuddered, silently closed his eyes,

It's finally coming, and she can't escape, she can't escape.

Maybe God was on her side, maybe the heavens couldn't look down on the badness of this bastard man, and a gunshot pierced the beautiful and beautiful crimson.

Ye Lu opened his eyes suddenly, feeling the skin of the man on his back tight, and became vigilant.

In a second, he had already left her, standing calmly and coldly by the bed, quickly putting on his clothes, his face sharp and cold.

There was a quick knock on the door, and the sound of Flying Feather was heard at a rapid pace.

"Sanshao, are you okay?"

"Come in!" Jun Sanshao had already dressed, and the moment the door opened, he turned his head and frowned at Ye Lu, his hand quickly pulled, and a sheet covered her.

"Hide here, don't wander around."

Ye Lu's heart was beating wildly, and he didn't know what had happened, but he was very happy to know that he had escaped.

But soon, her face turned white again.

"Meaning, where is the meaning?" She scrambled to her feet.

"She's downstairs, and I'll send someone to protect her." Fei Yu's eyes fell on her, and he was glared at by Jun Sanshao warningly, and hurriedly moved away.