He Ping was not drunk, enjoying the favor of the man next to her, and was intoxicated. Immersed in love, He Ping just wants to cherish getting along with Yang Liu, and now every minute is extremely happy. The elegant environment, surrounded by greenery, full of spring, is a good time for love to flourish, He Ping is attached to the willow, no need to speak, just quietly feel the other party's heartbeat, and feel the strong affection that is silently transmitted. The elegant seat of this rich western restaurant is a good place for couples to talk about love.

hugging He Ping's slender and soft waist, smelling the faint fragrance of women, tall and full breasts, temptation is impacting the willows all the time; Under Na Qiong's nose, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved with a shy smile, and her red lips were delicate, and Yang Liu couldn't help but kiss it several times. This is a western restaurant, don't get carried away, Yang Liu admonished herself, restraining her inner impulses.

"Ping, be good, eat more." Yang Liu straightened his body and helped He Ping to sit firmly. If this continues, Yang Liu will not be able to control himself.

"Hmm. You also have to eat more. He Ping sent a piece of pizza to Yang Liu's mouth, and added satisfactory powder to Yang Liu's small bowl, as if Yang Liu was hungry.

I have always taken care of others by myself, and I am really not used to others taking care of myself, and I am embarrassed to open my mouth. Yang Liu ate carefully, for fear that He Ping would see that he was eating unpleasantly, a big man, under He Ping's gaze, was unnatural. But I'm still quite impressed.

A dinner for two people to eat in a mood, it seems to be a little romantic. Love gives a lot of simple things rich content, and with love, boring things become interesting and meaningful.

Tonight, most of the bottles of red wine were eliminated, both of them were not strong enough to drink, Yang Liu was better, He Ping woke up with seven points of drunkenness and three points under the effect of red wine, his steps were floating, and he only said "502 on the 5th floor of 3 buildings" leaning on Yang Liu. Yang Liu drove the car directly into the Junlan community and parked the car in the parking space in front of Building 3.

He Ping, who was half-nestled in Yang Liu's arms, had drunken eyes, and it was the door key that Yang Liu found in her small handbag. This is a two-hall and three-bedroom house, and I don't know if He Ping bought it or rented it, and the house is more than 100 square meters. The house where He Ping sleeps is the largest master room in the middle, with more than 30 square meters and its own bathroom.

He Ping's room is very tidy and has a burst of fragrance. Yang Liu helped He Ping to lie down on the bed, took off her shoes, gently covered the quilt, and adjusted the air conditioner. Seeing her quiet appearance again, he turned off the lights, withdrew and sat down on the long leather sofa in the hall. He Ping was drunk and needed someone to take care of her, Yang Liu didn't leave, and she was also drunk, so she lay down on the sofa. Listen, there was no movement in the room, and I fell asleep.

I don't know when, there was a sound of rushing water from He Ping's room, which woke Yang Liu up. Yang Liu opened He Ping's door and rushed in, under the bright light, there was no figure on He Ping's bed, and the sound came from the bathroom. Yang Liu pushed open the door of the bathroom without thinking about it, only to see a pair of snow-white and bumpy ketones under the shower in the lingering mist.

He Ping was so frightened by the sudden intrusion that she forgot to react, and stood in front of the willow in a daze, looking at the willow in a daze, letting the water flow down the river, and letting the willow enjoy the spring light.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were taking a shower." Yang Liu reacted in an instant, and suddenly felt that his heart was beating faster, and his face was red. I closed the door as soon as possible and quickly apologized.

"......" didn't know what He Ping's reaction was now, but he listened to the silence for a while.

"Ping, I thought you had something, so you were reckless, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay. I woke up a little sick to my stomach just now, so I went to the bathroom and took a hot shower by the way. I didn't know you weren't gone yet. After a while, He Ping calmed down and said in a low voice. At this moment, He Ping's face was full of shyness, her heart was beating wildly like a deer, and her voice trembled.

"Ping, if you're okay, I'll go back first, okay?" Yang Liu felt so embarrassed and wanted to flee but was worried about He Ping.

"Wait a minute, help me get a pair of pajamas from the closet." He Ping heard Yang Liu say that he was leaving, and he was a little anxious and hurriedly said. He Ping was very reluctant to let Yang Liu leave at the moment, and such a private thing as wardrobe pajamas would embarrass Yang Liu, so he directly ordered Yang Liu without thinking about it.

Yang Liu found a set of hanging nightdresses on the wallboard in front of He Ping's bed, and didn't see Xiao Nene or cups or anything, and was embarrassed to ask where it was placed, so he took a set of nightdresses and opened a small crack at the door and handed it in.

He Ping took the nightdress handed over by Yang Liu, only to find that there was no content in it, so she felt embarrassed and abnormal, and she was even more embarrassed to ask Yang Liu to find Xiao Neine.

He Ping put on a thin silk nightdress, and looked at the two cherries on the ball through the thin fabric, and the vacuum inside really didn't dare to appear in front of Yang Liu, twisting and hesitating.

Yang Liu seemed to imagine He Ping's embarrassment, and suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Dead willow." He Ping scolded in a low voice, and his face suddenly turned red and dripping blood.

"I'll go out, you can come out again." Yang Liu retreated from the room in a playful manner.

"Ping, I'm leaving, you're okay!" Yang Liu said outside He Ping's room.

Poof, the sound of the door slamming open against the wall. A figure flew out and hugged Yang Liu directly in front of him.

"Don't go, you said you'd listen to me tonight." He Ping almost cried in Yang Liu's arms.

I don't know if He Ping is dressed well, I feel two soft things pressing on my chest, my little head is up, my pretty face is red, and there are tears of excitement in my eyes.

He Ping was dressed in a pale green printed nightdress, with long hair tucked behind her head, and her eyebrows were shy, just like a hibiscus out of water. Biting his lip at this moment, he looked aggrieved, and there was an indescribable charm, which made Yang Liu feel pity.

"What are you looking at, I haven't seen enough just now." He Ping twisted her waist in her arms, extremely shy.

The little bird is still in place, I see pity, Yang Liu hugged He Ping tightly in his arms, he had already looked at others just now, what else could make this woman more deeply wronged. Yang Liu felt deeply guilty at the moment, and the feeling of wanting to take care of her arose spontaneously, and he wanted to love her and protect her.

He Ping looked at Yang Liu sideways, her veins were full of affection, her eyes were full of expectation and affection, the red lips seemed to want to say goodbye, and Yang Liu gently printed the kiss.

A burst of happiness struck, He Ping felt dizzy in his head, his body seemed to be emptied, and his whole body was weak and weak. The left hand climbed up to Yang Liu's neck, and the small mouth responded to Yang Liu's affectionate kiss abruptly.

He Ping's lips were soft and warm, and there was a fragrance. The kiss of the willow changed from shallow to deep, and the tip of the tongue tapped lightly, looking for the little fragrant tongue, from the initial temptation to the warm lingering, squeaking, eager to melt into one.

Yang Liu half-hugged He Ping with his left hand, slid his right hand over his thin waist, and then slid over his hips, bent down and hugged He Ping, kissing He Ping passionately, and walking towards the bed.