"There's not a bathroom outside."

This is a suite, with a bathroom on the outside and in the bedroom.

He didn't tell her that he liked the bathroom in this bedroom.

Sure enough, Yi Qian's next sentence was yes.

"I like to take a shower in the bathroom in the bedroom and you open the door for me." The second half of the sentence obviously adds strength, it is the power of drunkenness.

Xia Mumu wondered, is this guy deliberately unable to get along with himself?

However, she still opened the door, for fear that the drunken fellow would come and slam on it.

As soon as the door opened, he stared at her: "Why is the door closed?" He asked her.

"Why can't you close the door?" Shamumu asked him rhetorically.

"This is my room with you, you won't let me in, who will come in?" Yi Qianye asked again.

Then step by step.

Shamumu looked at his dark eyes, and at that moment he felt that it was really terrible for people to be drunk.

Speaking of the engagement, she hasn't settled accounts with him yet.

It was inconvenient for her to be too crowded before, and if she shouted loudly, it would be a shame for him and herself, and she would show others a joke.

But hold back first, and now he's pressing step by step.

Xia Mumu was a little angry: "Yi Qianye, I haven't settled accounts with you yet?" ”

Shamumu then changed the subject.

How could Yi Qianye not see it.

"You answer me first."

"You answer me first." Shamumu stepped back until he was back on the big bed.

With his feet on the edge of the bed, there was no way back.

He leaned forward suddenly, and she fell straight onto the bed as she backed down.

As he was about to get up, he leaned down and pressed against her.

"Yi Qianye, you?" Shamumu's eyes widened and he looked at him in alarm.

And put his hands against his solid chest muscles.

Is this guy working out?

Several times you could feel his strong, strong pecs.

"Shamumu, I seem to like you a little." Yi Qianye looked at her black and white eyes, and said slowly, word by word.

Xia Mumu was stunned for a moment, his cheeks flushed, and the area on his chest kept beating faster.

He said he seemed to like her a little bit?

"Yi Qianye, you ......"

Before he could speak, his cheeks zoomed in front of her.

Slender fingers came between her lips and gently rubbed against her lips.

Gently, slowly, like an electric shock.

Her body stiffened suddenly, a little frightened, and a little inexplicably impulsive.

That impulse was strange even to Shamumu himself.

It's strange, it's that feeling of longing.

Shamumu was stupefied by his thoughts. Just as I was about to say something.

His finger was about to reach her lips, and she was about to open her mouth, but she bit his finger with a bite.

Yi Qianye's eyes sank, and his heart was suddenly excited.

He gasped and then slammed his lips into her.

Who told her to do such a thing.

He's a normal man, okay?

Shamumu didn't react at all, he did something.

But he blocked his lips deeply.

Surprise, impulsiveness, longing, entanglement, this complex emotion constantly fills the whole body.

It's a feeling that's really hard to express.

All she knew was that she didn't want to reject him, and she clearly felt her heartbeat, beating for him, constantly beating there......

Perhaps, he was the one she was waiting for.

Perhaps, around that corner, the person who has been waiting for her.

She liked An Xichen, but he didn't give her such a throbbing.

The only person who has given her such a throbbing is called Yi Qianye!