Chu Xinyue's hand on Pu Xun's face slowly slid down, how could Pu Xun let go of this rare active intimacy?

So his big palm was firmly covered on Chu Xinyue's little hand, and he pressed her little hand that was about to be withdrawn back to his face, and asked with his eyes: "You can't get over the hurdle that I forcibly occupied three years ago, can't you?" ”

Chu Xinyue was drunk, looked at Pu Xun's face and thought for a long time, finally nodded and said seriously: "I can't get by." ”

Pu Xun sighed heavily, then hugged Chu Xinyue and went straight to the bedroom.

"You...... What are you doing? ”

Chu Xinyue only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and he was already top-heavy, but at this moment, he was even more indistinguishable from top to bottom, left and right, frowning and kicking indiscriminately, and his hands involuntarily grabbed involuntarily, and finally wrapped around Pu Xun's neck.

"You said that I bullied you three years ago and forcibly took you back, and today I will let you get drunk and forcibly take you back. If one time is not enough, I will drink with you every day in the future, and you will be able to get back the money with interest. ”

Xu was caused by alcohol, Chu Xinyue's brain didn't seem to be very bright, and he couldn't understand what Pu Xun was talking about for a long time, until he took her back to the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

The wine is getting stronger, and the mandarin duck embroidery is turned red.

The thoughts that had been pent up for three years turned into wisps of threads, and told to her in the most gentle way.

By the time Chu Xinyue woke up, it was already early the next morning.

The aches and pains all over her body made her stunned for a moment, and after her brain went blank for a moment, an intermittent image came into her mind.

"Hiss......"

She sat up with the pain of being run over by a car, her fingers gently rubbing her temples, her brow furrowed.

Baojing Zhaoyin was just a fake show, but he didn't expect it to be done by Pu Xunzhen.

The price is too great, and this trade is a bloody loss.

"Don't sleep again?"

"Ah——!h

Chu Xinyue hadn't sorted out her emotions yet, and a warm big palm on her waist scattered all her thoughts with a gentle sweep, and it was difficult to spell out a complete line.

Pu Xun just watched Chu Xinyue block himself with the quilt, and then quickly retreated to the side of the bed, staring at himself defensively, all the actions were smooth and smooth.

"Did Madame react the same way the morning she woke up three years ago?"

Pu Xun bent his arms, supported the side of the bed with his elbows, his slender and powerful fingers were slightly bent and lightly pressed against his temples, his long black and smooth hair was scattered like a waterfall, venting behind him, his strong chest was naked and honest, and the scars on his body, old and new, added a bit of masculinity that belonged to a man for him, if he wasn't entangled with Chu Xinyue's hair with his other hand like a hooligan at the moment, then maybe this picture could be regarded as pleasing to the eye.

"Why are you still here?!"

"If I leave, I'm afraid that my wife won't admit it."

"You, you...... What nonsense are you talking about? ”

Pu Xun stretched out his arms, propped up half of his body, and then relied on his height to hold Chu Xinyue in his chest, and said condescendingly: "Madame is drunk and disorderly, and she has been tossing for her husband all night, and now it is just dawn, and she wants to deny it before she has time to wear her clothes?" ”

"What drunken sex?!" Chu Xinyue stammered and denied it a little: "Obviously, you have ill intentions, and you drunk me and then ...... And then this and this, that and that! ”

"The wine was provided by Madame......".

Pu Xun spread his hands innocently, smiling unabated.