Josnian's brow furrowed. [No pop-ups. 】

This is a skirt that smells of alcohol and stains of wine!

Ye Jiaqi only wore white underwear and lace-edged safety pants, and as soon as the skirt was taken off, Qiao Sinian's eyes burned first.

His fingertips burned slightly, sliding across her skin, and a stream of heat surged up in her lower abdomen.

There was a slight loss of control in his eyes.

Ye Jiaqi desperately dodged and ran to the bathroom door.

Joss Nian stretched out his hand, grabbed the person back, and pressed it down on the wall!

Ye Jiaqi's smooth back was clinging to the cold wall, trembling slightly.

It's cold, it's cold.

Joss lowered his head and grabbed her lips with precision, his big hands running back and forth over her skin.

"Hmm" Ye Jiaqi was forced to raise his head.

He held Ye Jiaqi's face, his palms became hotter and hotter, like a fire, burning more and more, and everywhere he went, there was no grass.

Jos's sturdy chest pressed Ye Jiaqi's delicateness, and he kissed him forgetfully.

This kiss, lingering and compassionate, is more continuous than the rain outside the window.

The bathroom was filled with ambiguous smells and the sound of kissing.

He pried her lips open and forced her to accept him.

The soles of Ye Jiaqi's feet were soft, whining and choking like a kitten, but he couldn't exert any strength.

Because of the disparity in strength, she was severely pressed by Qiao Sinian and couldn't turn over.

Josnian's hand restlessed, reaching up from her thigh.

Fingers touched her safety pants, and her eyes became hotter.

Ye Jiaqi was overwhelmed by his kiss and bit him uncomfortably.

Only then did Joss Nian withdraw from her mouth and kiss her on the neck.

"Go away," she nudged him hard.

His back was cold, but his cheeks were hot.

Josnian pressed her, reached out and scooped up her limp body, pressed her against the wall, and kept kissing.

In the air, only the lingering sound of kissing remained.

Josnian's big hands caressed her back, unbuttoning her underwear.

Ye Jiaqi opened her eyes and pushed him in resistance, in a daze, she always felt that she was not dreaming.

"Don't touch me, you go away," Ye Jiaqi resisted.

The little hand pushed against his strong chest.

However, she couldn't beat him.

Josnian grabbed her moving hand and buckled it to his belt.

"Don't, don't" Ye Jiaqi resisted fiercely, his cheeks crimson.

No matter how drunk she was, she was a little sober.

This man has bad intentions.

The fire in Josnian's eyes burned brighter and brighter, and a stream of heat surged from his lower abdomen, and his reason was a little uncontrollable.

It's like dry firewood encountering a fire, and it ignites with a "poof".

"Beast King bastard, you let go" Ye Jiaqi cursed.

Her hand was still being grasped by him.

He pressed one long leg against her legs, preventing her from moving and escaping.

He wasn't drunk, he was sober.

Joss pressed her face, closer, closer

The tips of the noses of the two are only a few centimeters apart.

"Ye Jiaqi, see clearly, who am I" Qiao Sinian lifted her chin, and there was fire burning in her eyes.

Ye Jiaqi opened his eyes and stared fixedly at his dark, good-looking eyes.

Looking at each other, sparks and flames are bursting and aggressive!

Her lips were red from his kiss, and even a little swollen.

She pursed her lips, a little dissatisfied and aggrieved.

She looked at him for a long time.

She saw her little self in his pupils.

"Huh?" Josnian's fingers rubbed her chin slightly, her eyes shining.

Ye Jiaqi tilted his little head and looked at Joss for a while.