The daughter-in-law's lips have always been so soft and sweet, and the lips with the taste of red wine have a different kind of mellowness.

He was not drunk in the red wine he drank in his belly, not in the dance music with the beat of the drums, but in the mellow lips of his daughter-in-law.

"Daughter-in-law... Daughter-in-law..."

He whispered softly between his lips and teeth and in his heart at the same time, his arms tightened tighter and tighter, and the kiss between his lips and teeth became deeper and deeper.

"Husband... Silly boy..."

Responding to his kisses and muttering, Tian Xinmiao gradually got drunk.

Nearly forty-seven years old, she was as drunk as ever in this warm, wide embrace, drunk with his tender and crazy kisses.

The four dances stopped, and Ruan Haocheng's slightly panting kiss also stopped.

It was also a third of a glass of red wine, and at Tian Xinmiao's mischievous insistence, the two folded their arms, just like that time when they drank a glass of wine.

The rings on their ring fingers change colors under the flickering of small colorful lights, but what remains unchanged is where they are and what they represent.

A three-step dance music with a cheerful rhythm sounded.

Ruan Haocheng's heartbeat suddenly increased, as if he was about to fly out.

He hugged his daughter-in-law's waist tightly and picked her up.

Although this rhythm made him a little unbearable, he still wanted to hold his daughter-in-law and dance for a while.

Let's dance half a song, if it's late, the daughter-in-law who has to get up early tomorrow morning will be very tired.

Having made up his mind, Ruan Haocheng's hands quickly moved down.

Tian Xinmiao, who was frightened, hurriedly stretched out her hand and wrapped it around her neck, looking at Ruan Haocheng with puzzled eyes.

"Daughter-in-law, shall we swing?"

Since his father and mother returned, he and she have never swung on the swing again.

Naturally, it will be impossible in the future, so now he wants to swing with his daughter-in-law.

His hand was already under her buttocks, supporting her body of less than a hundred pounds.

His heart was faintly painful, his daughter-in-law was too light, and he had to find a way to make his daughter-in-law fat in the future.

The blush on Tian Xinmiao's face deepened a little.

This posture is indeed the posture of him holding her during the swing, but why does it suddenly feel like an adult holding a child?

"Want to swing?"

Naturally, she can't say things like 'hugging a child', otherwise some people might think it's a good statement!

Although his arms are wide and warm, she does not want to be a child, but a little woman who depends on people.

"Well, we can't swing anymore, so let's just swing in the house, okay?"

He carried her onto the 'dance floor' and swayed to the cheerful rhythm of the fast three.

Not to mention that there is really a feeling of swinging, but this one is swaying from side to side, and the swing is swaying back and forth.

Because he had to follow the rhythm of the dance music that was too cheerful, his swaying rhythm was naturally fast.

Her arms clung to his neck, and she bent the corners of her mouth to look at the face in front of her with fine lines on her brow and at the corners of her eyes, and her heart was very full, and she couldn't tell what it was, but it was as if it was about to overflow.

Her lips unconsciously pressed against the slightly open and panting lips, kneading, sucking, and nibbling softly and gently.

"Daughter-in-law—"

He actually wanted to swing back and forth, but after trying a few times once in a while, he found that he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to resist the impulse in his heart.

So, I had to insist on rocking from side to side.

But the daughter-in-law actually started to foul again, what should I do?

Half of the dance music hasn't arrived yet, and now he wants to hug his daughter-in-law and roll down on the big bed nearby.

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