Chapter 32: Kissing

Bo Qijin held a meeting in his study, and the meeting lasted nearly two hours.

Mu Nuannuan nibbled on the duck neck and drank beer in the room, and turned on her mobile phone to watch a movie, which was very comfortable.

This is the state of the holiday, she snuggled up on the couch and drank all the time.

Mu Nuannuan's alcohol consumption has been good in recent years, but these beers are not the kind she usually drinks, and the degree is a bit high.

She was so drunk that her head was clouded, she heard the sound of the door opening, and saw Bo Qijin enter the door, and his person was like a phantom.

"You're here, it's delicious, do you want one?"

Bo Qijin walked over to her, and she reopened a bottle of wine and handed it to him.

Bo Qijin took the wine and put it down, staring at her with heavy eyes.

There are several empty bottles on the table, so it's no wonder that you don't get drunk after drinking like this.

"Come on, drink together, you won't enjoy life."

She was a little drunk, but she was much more enthusiastic than usual.

Mu Nuannuan stood up from the sofa, her mouth and hands were a little greasy.

Bo Qijin's brows kept frowning, and he reached out to take the tissue next to him.

"Have a drink, you dislike me so much?"

She was a little crying, as if she was coquettish, and took a step towards him, unsteady on her feet and almost collapsed.

Her lips came together, and Bo Qijin pushed the paper in her hand against it.

The other hand controlled her body, preventing her greasy hand from attacking him.

Her face was already red, probably drunk.

Bo Qijin reluctantly wiped her mouth and took off her gloves.

He had to watch her drink in the future, in case it would be dangerous to go out with other men.

She stood in front of him and swayed, smirking all the time, her face crimson.

Mu Nuannuan looked at Bo Qijin's phantom, thinking that she was dreaming, so she threw herself at him.

She looked up at him, "Why do you even have a straight face when you are dreaming?" ”

She stretched out her index finger and pointed at his cheek with a smile, "Iceberg face, why are you so handsome?" ”

Bo Qijin tilted his head over and restrained her hand, "If you do this again, I'm going to be rude to you." ”

He had been restrained, only she had provoked him from the beginning.

In the dream, Mu Nuannuan kissed him so beautifully, she wanted to continue to have her sweet dream.

In the quiet bedroom, he quietly watched her go crazy.

Mu Nuannuan pressed forward step by step, unconsciously standing on tiptoe, just wanting to ask for his kiss.

The smell of wine filled the room, and he no longer controlled her approach, his eyes fixed on her little by little.

The breath on her body lingered between her noses, and her intoxicated state made people shake their minds for a few seconds.

When Mu Nuannuan was about to approach, Bo Qijin turned against the guest and hugged her head and kissed her.

Hot lips intertwined, she was drunk, and he couldn't be more sober.

Mu Nuannuan's hand wanted to grab him, but he took a step forward and pressed her hands against the wall.

After all, the only time he was still a little sober was that he still cared about the smell of the salt-and-pepper duck neck left on her hands.

Mu Nuannuan was pressed against the wall and kissed by him like this, allowing him to conquer the city.

She started first, no wonder he.

The breathing became more and more urgent, and every cell in the body was shouting.

The air on her body seemed to be about to be drained by him, and he couldn't help coughing.

Bo Qijin finally stopped and couldn't help but gasp. His gaze was still on hers, and there was a devouring glow.

Gradually, he came to his senses, and he burst out of the door.

Mu Nuannuan was drunk, and after losing Bo Qijin's support, she slid down the wall and fell asleep on the ground.