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"Wife."

"Shout again!"

"Wife."

"Shout again...... Hmmm......"

Lu Moqing didn't shout again, but directly clasped the back of her head and kissed her gently.

Compared with the first rustiness, the current Lu Moqing seems to be much more proficient.

The tongue pried open Qiao Xu and gritted his teeth gently, with an out-of-control plunder.

In his mouth, there was a faint smell of wine, which made Lu Moqing even more intoxicated.

Qiao Xu's eyes widened in disbelief, his eyes blinked, a little surprised, and a little ignorant, the only thing that flashed in his mind was the thought-

Huh? My husband kissed me again?

Lu Moqing looked at Qiao Xu's sparkling eyes when he looked at him, like a fan's demeanor when he saw an idol, and his heart was so soft that he was in a mess.

"Wife, I love you......"

As these words fell, Lu Moqing deepened the kiss.

As far as the love came, he hugged Qiao Xu's strength tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to melt Qiao Xu into his own blood and bones in order to vent this full of affection.

Qiao Xu drank too much wine, and it was a little uncomfortable to be hugged tightly by Lu Moqing like this at this time.

At first, he was happy, but now he was a little unhappy, and his brows furrowed slightly.

In the next second, with a bit of revenge, she directly bit the tip of Lu Moqing's tongue, with some force, and a faint smell of blood spread from her mouth in an instant.

Lu Moqing frowned painfully, but he didn't mean to let go of Qiao Xu, and deepened the intense and addictive kiss more and more.

This woman is his poison, once he is addicted, he can't quit for so many years.

At this time, the back of the red wine came up, and the taste of blood in his mouth made Qiao Xu feel a little uncomfortable.

She began to push and shove Lu Moqing non-stop, harder and harder each time.

Lu Moqing looked at Qiao Xu's increasingly red face, and his heart was once again pinched tightly by her, looking at her staring at her and crying, Lu Moqing still let her go with some reluctance.

Looking at Qiao Xu's lips that had been kissed red and swollen, Lu Moqing realized that he was indeed too excited just now to ignore her feelings.

Seeing her glaring at herself with a dissatisfied face, with a strong reproach in her eyes, Lu Moqing couldn't help but laugh.

Raised his hand and gently rubbed her head, the soft hair brushed in his palm, and it seemed to be in his heart, gently teasing, itchy, with a little numbness.

"I'm sorry, wife."

The low voice is hoarse and restrictive after a bit of emotion.

Qiao Xu was still glaring at him with a tiger face, and in the next second, he furrowed his brows again, and then buried his head in his chest, "Brother, I'm uncomfortable." ”

As soon as he heard that she was uncomfortable, Lu Moqing's whole heart tightened, his hands wrapped around her somewhat shaky body, looked down at her frowning face, and asked softly:

"Where's the discomfort? Is it uncomfortable to drink too much? ”

Thinking of the empty wine bottle, Lu Moqing's brows also furrowed.

Although his wife is so good and cute when he gets drunk, he really doesn't dare to let her drink so much.

How sinful it is to be drunk, he has experienced it himself, and he can't bear to let her go through it a few times.

Qiao Xu's head was pressed against his chest and he didn't speak, and the next second, he raised his head to look at him again, pointed to his stomach, and said:

"It's uncomfortable here."

Once the stamina of red wine comes up, the more people move, the easier it is to be nauseous and want to vomit, Lu Moqing didn't dare to slack off, and directly picked her up from his lap and walked downstairs.