"I don't want to go home......"

The drunken Qin Xing's coquettish voice was coquettish in Mo Yishou's car.

Mo Yishou asked gently, "Why don't you go home." ”

"I'm in a bad mood......"

Her drunken face was aggrieved, "If you go home drunk, you will be scolded......"

Mo Yishou slowed down, "Then where are we going......

Ten minutes later, in the presidential suite of Mo Yishou's hotel, Qin Xing, who was dressed coolly, was lying on the big bed in a soft and feminine figure.

The seventeen-year-old girl can't stop the beautiful feminine aura that emanates from her.

"What if...... I can't help but do something......"

Mo Yishou turned her back, she was wearing too little, and she couldn't control it if she looked at it again.

At this time, the lovelorn Qin Xing cried fragily.

She didn't cry loudly, but said in a hoarse voice, "I'm so sad...... Why can't I be happy......"

He finally couldn't help but turn around, lay down on the bed and hugged her crying figure.

The gentle voice was as always, "Don't cry...... Don't you know I'm going to feel distressed......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

Qin Xing cried even louder.

The bumpy figure turned around and threw himself into Mo Yishou's warm and thick embrace.

Qin Xing didn't know if what she said at this time was nonsense after being drunk.

She said softly, "It's better for you to treat me......"

Mo Yishou hugged her and smiled contentedly, "You only know now." ”

"Hmmm......"

Her big red eyes were still very beautiful, and her delicate face looked at him blankly.

How can a guy not be emotionally interested in the girl in his arms, because she is really too beautiful.

Mo Yishou couldn't help but kiss the coquettish red lips, soft...... Indulge......

The girl in his arms collapsed in his arms, receiving his gentle and predatory kisses.

Finally kissed incomprehensibly deep and love, Mo Yishou let go of her red lips and gave her a little respite.

His voice was hoarse from the fire he lit, and he rubbed her tightly into his arms, kissing her as she was hot.

"Now I'll ask you again, me and Yin Sizhe, who do you choose......"

He once asked her this question, but Qin Xing chose Yin Sizhe.

From that day on, at school, the two met like strangers.

But a year later, Qin Xing came back from being injured by Yin Sizhe, and Mo Yishou asked her again......

The first time he was kissed so deeply by a boy, he still held her and stroked her.

Qin Xing had never felt this kind of taste of being kissed and pampered, and she was so shy that she was at the top......

Yin Sizhe has never touched her, never taken the initiative to her, and never let her feel so shy and happy......

"Hmm...... I ask you, who to choose......"

Mo Yishou's hand boldly reached into her clothes.

From her waist to her bulging boobs......

"Ah...... Don't ......"

Qin Xing only cared about gasping, where did she still have the heart to respond to his question.

Mo Yishou couldn't control the stripping of her clothes, and asked again in a low voice, "Say...... Who to choose ......"

His hand had already touched Qin Xing's whole body, angering the two of them......

At that moment, they just want to have each other's bodies.

Finally, Qin Xing couldn't resist anymore, and whispered with a blushing face, "You...... You...... Don't get ......"

Mo Yishou turned over happily and pressed her down under him, "Choose me, right...... You're my ......."

"Hmm...... Don't ......"

In the warm presidential suite bed, two figures overlap and intersect.

That night was the first night that Qin Xing and Mo Yi kept ......