Chapter 893 - It Seems... Drunk, live

Tian Xinmiao's arm climbed up Ruan Haocheng's shoulder again, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his red wine-smelling lips.

The red wine they make themselves is delicious, and the aftertaste is more mellow.

And the red wine with his and her smell made her want to swallow it all in her belly.

"Husband... I... It seems like... Drunk..."

Some kissed him frantically on the lips, whining and whispering.

What to do? Why did she feel the urge to swallow the 'red wine' in front of her?

It seemed that there was a fire burning on her body, and the thin dress made her feel inexplicably hot.

"Wife... I... Love you..., we... Return... House... bar..."

"Wellโ€”โ€”, husband... Hot..."

His hand crept under her right armpit and pulled it down gently.

The restraint on his waist suddenly loosened, and a trace of coolness was thrown in from where, making Tian Xinmiao feel comfortable for a while.

"Husband... Now... Better... Finish. โ€

This dress was sold to her by Ruan Haocheng after Tian Xinmiao came to the base, but because she didn't have the right opportunity to wear it, she never wore it.

When she returned home today, she saw the decorations in the living room, so she took the initiative to change her clothes.

But after all, after several years, the waist is obviously a little thicker than then.

Ruan Haocheng had already felt this, but he was afraid that he would not be able to control his hand after uncovering the restraints there, so he never dared to put his hand there.

"Huh? ... Husband-"

Tian Xinmiao had just felt comfortable for a moment, and the sudden 'attack' from somewhere made her gasp.

Her lips tried to retreat, but he grabbed them tightly, and kissed them deeply, earnestly, and madly.

Of course, the benefits at hand are to be sought, right?

The daughter-in-law who is a little rounded is more perfect anywhere.

"Husband... Return... We... House..."

"Wife... We... It's... Go back to the house..."

In front of the TV cabinet, the light was particularly bright because of the lamppost on top of the TV.

And Tian Xinmiao's right side is just facing the side of the floor-to-ceiling window.

When he saw Ruan Haocheng untie Tian Xinmiao's waist and start to 'do nonsense', Chen Zhiyun couldn't help but panic.

He hurriedly pulled Ruan Haoyan and turned around, "Haoyan, we should go back." โ€

Haocheng, this guy won't have a 'children' in the living room!

Although he and Haoyan are not children, it doesn't seem good to watch their eldest brother and sister-in-law live broadcast.

Ruan Haoyan was so frightened that she gasped, her eldest brother he, he, he was stealing, stealing, sneaking on the 'high ground' of her sister-in-law.

It doesn't seem to be a big deal between husband and wife, but, but, she's really a little incompetent now, especially her big brother who is a little wooden, can be, can be so bad.

"Go back, go home."

She has to digest it well, lest she can't digest it tonight and have nightmares.

Chen Zhiyun led Ruan Haoyan along the floor-to-ceiling window and groped towards the wall.

As he walked, Chen Zhiyun accidentally kicked a small shovel that was supposed to be used by the Wu family to dispose of the flowers and plants in the yard.

There was a screeching sound of iron striking concrete.

Chen Zhiyun panicked, pulled Ruan Haoyan, and rushed straight towards the wall.

Squatted down and let Ruan Haoyan climb up his neck, let her climb the wall and go down the ladder.

And he used the same strength as he did in training, running and jumping, climbing the wall, and then jumping straight down.

"How is it, Zhiyun, are you alright?"

Seeing Chen Zhiyun jumping down and not getting up for a long time, Ruan Haoyan was frightened.

She hurriedly crouched down to help him, but the man who was squatting suddenly got up and hugged her into his arms.