"Love ......"

Zi Qianmo had already turned into a drunkard, opened his arms, and pounced in the direction where Mo Yan was.

It's like a hungry sheep fighting a tiger.

Mo Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart beat wildly, and the eyes that looked at the little guy were also hot and terrifying, and the thick expression, like hot magma, was about to be irrepressible, and all erupted.

He subconsciously wanted to catch her "embrace".

Ran Goose –

You never know what's going to happen in the next second.

"Love this wine! Still drinking! ”

Zi Qianmo pounced, and actually pounced directly on the other wine glass that Mo Yan was holding in his right hand, and then forcibly took it away very violently.

Seeing that Mo Yan refused to let go, he also used his strength to feed, breaking his fingers one by one.

Mo Yan: "......"

What about a good confession?!

What about throwing yourself into his arms and giving him a loving hug?

It's all a lie!

All of a sudden, Scheming Mo received a 100,000-point critical hit, and his powerful heart was also shattered into scum.

There was a drunken white dumpling, jumping on the scum, stepping on it, stepping on it even more shattered, only powder was left, and he couldn't fight it back.

"Let it go!"

Zi Qianmo broke it seriously for a long time, but he couldn't break Mo Dayan's fingers off the golden cup jade cup.

She was a little angry.

You can't drink such a delicious acacia wine.

No way!

No one can stop her from drinking! She wants to get drunk and get rid of lovesickness!

So, she followed her instinct and did a particularly shameless thing, she bent down, opened her cherry lips, and directly touched Mo Yan's hand, holding the edge of the quilt.

Then, push his elbow and raise it.

Let a whole glass of acacia wine be poured into your mouth, and you can drink it with a bang.

Because he drank so greedily, he didn't even notice that when he took the edge of the wine glass, he also took one of Mo Yan's fingers in his mouth.

Mo Yan: "...... Hey"

A sigh.

The place where she was held was damp and hot.

The touch of warm lips is beautiful like a dream.

Speaking of which, this is their first intimate encounter. It's simply a negative distance!

Mo Yan's heart is hot, and although she knows that her sweetheart is just drunk and unconscious, she still can't help but want to covet more of her warmth.

If she hadn't been holding his fingers, but his lips......

Stop!

Can't think about it anymore!

Mo Yan forcibly pulled back his lustful thoughts, took a deep breath, and barely suppressed the heat, and his eyes were already a little red.

What a nasty little thing.

I knew how to tempt her.

If he takes advantage of the danger of people now, ah no, take advantage of the danger of the demon, hug her and press her down, and then come to a deep kiss, it is estimated that she will not remember afterwards.

Sounds good.

But—what's the point?

Mo Yan hopes that the first kiss with her will be in an extremely beautiful environment, and both parties are most conscious.

Zi Qianmo finished drinking the second glass of wine.

The whole body is already a little crooked.

Intense lovesickness was brewing in her body, she raised her misty light-colored eyes, looked directly at Mo Yan, and then stretched out her hand and gently patted Mo Yan's handsome side face like a god.

The movements are not gentle, and the side face is a little red.

"yes, I like it." (≧∇≦)ﾉ