The spicy liquor entered her throat, and Mu Qingqing coughed a few times uncomfortably, and the two pieces of blush quickly smeared on her cheeks through the thin human skin mask.

Rong Ting looked at her, his eyes deepened.

"Ting, I seem to be ...... Really drunk......" Mu Qingqing soon felt dizzy and wanted to lean into Rong Ting's arms.

Rong Ting could obviously use his spiritual power to force the wine out for her, but he just said softly: "I'll take you to blow the wind and sober up for a while." ”

"Hmm......" Mu Qingqing nodded.

Jiang Qiuyan has been closely monitoring Rong Ting's every move, she is convinced of Mu Yueshan's words, and tries to find ambiguous proof between Rong Ting and Lu Nanxing.

At this time, she saw Rong Ting and Mu Qingqing suddenly leave the table together, and immediately smelled the smell of adultery, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

She whispered a few words to Mu He, and then followed Rong Ting and Mu Qingqing by herself and quietly followed.

Xiangxue Garden is very large, with pavilions and water pavilions scattered, rockeries stacked, and verandahs surrounding.

When he arrived at a place where there was no one, Rong Ting half-supported and half-hugged Mu Qingqing and walked to a hidden place.

"Ah Ting, I can't walk...... Mu Qingqing's head became less and less clear, she stopped and refused to go, looked at Rong Ting with a pair of drunken eyes, and spit out a word coquettishly, "Hug ......"

is a simple word, but it reveals a strong dependence and deep attachment to Rong Ting.

Mu Qingqing was really drunk, the resentment and hatred in her heart were paralyzed, she only thought that she was still Princess Ting, and the man in front of her was the husband who held her in the palm of her hand, and he was the man she loved the most.

Rong Ting also felt that Mu Qingqing was unusual at this time, and did not hug her, but just looked at her quietly.

Seeing that he was motionless, Mu Qingqing was suddenly extremely aggrieved, and her tone was coquettish and disgusting, "You don't care about me anymore...... Sleep in separate beds tonight...... Hmph......"

Rong Ting hooked his lips, picked her up horizontally, and coaxed in a low voice: "Who said it doesn't hurt?" I'm going to hurt you right away, okay? ”

was picked up by him, and Mu Qingqing immediately laughed happily in his arms.

Rong Ting carried her around to a rockery and pressed her against the rocks.

The ears and temples are grinding, and the breath is entangled.

Rong Ting's tongue was still soaked with the smell of wine, and he coaxed Mu Qingqing's lips and teeth open, from gentle licking to rough sucking, doing whatever he wanted to her.

Mu Qingqing's drunkenness was a little stronger, her hands weakly clinged to Rong Ting's shoulders, her head tilted back, revealing her white and tender jade neck, and let his dense kiss fall on the skin of her neck.

Everywhere his thin lips went, small flames lit up small flames, making her feel like she was in a sea of fire.

"Ting, it's uncomfortable......" Mu Qingqing groaned.

Rong Ting was even more uncomfortable than her, hugged her soft and boneless body, and put his thin lips to her ear and said in a dumb voice: "Qingqing, is the menstrual affair over?" ”

Mu Qingqing was groggy and flustered, unable to think about Rong Ting's question, but muttered his name impatiently, "Ah Ting, Ah Ting......"

Rong Ting's hot and humid breath sprinkled on her sensitive ears, and her voice was low and hoarse, "Want it?" ”

"Hmm......" Mu Qingqing no longer knew where she was now.

Rong Ting's eyes were darker than the night, and the corners of his lips hooked the arc of the evil man, "Okay, then it will be as you wish." ”

……

Jiang Qiuyan followed all the way, and she didn't dare to get too close, for fear of being noticed by Rong Ting, but even if she was far away, she still vaguely heard a low moan and a shallow pant from behind the rockery.

Thinking that she had discovered the adultery between the two men, Jiang Qiuyan was so excited that she hurried back to the banquet.