"You...... Why are you playing tricks again?" Chi Mudie was kissed by Cang Lan, and gently leaned on his chest and whispered embarrassedly, but Cang Lan leaned into her ear again, and said with a soft and evil smile: "Didn't Madam just say that I can only play tricks on you in the future?

Cang Lan laughed softly, and dropped a series of fine light kisses in Chi Mudie's ears, and then slightly let go of Chi Mudie's distance, and gently handed the wine jar in her other hand to Chi Mudie's lips, tilting slightly, so that the wine in the jar slowly flowed into Chi Mudie's mouth.

Chi Mudie, who was hugged by Cang Lan and couldn't draw her hands, could only let Cang Lan's movements, and after taking a sip of the fine wine in the jar, she also squinted her eyes and savored it carefully, "Well! It's really mellow! The entrance is soft and the aftertaste is long, it is worthy of sixteen years of aging! It's just ...... Why do you always feel that there is something missing compared to just now......"

Chi Mudie's last murmur almost blurted out, only to find out that she was speechless after finishing speaking, she couldn't help but quickly close her lips, looked at Cang Lan and blinked casually, but Cang Lan suddenly smiled meaningfully, raised the wine jar and drank it again, then lowered her head again and grabbed Chi Mudie's lips, this time the kiss was more gentle and long than the last time, until the kiss made Chi Mudie in her arms almost out of breath, and finally reluctantly stopped.

"So, Madame thinks, but this is missing?" Cang Lan asked softly with a wicked smile, and at the same time dropped a doting kiss on Chi Mudie's forehead, and Chi Mudie, who was in his arms, felt that his face was about to burn at this moment, so he had to bury his head in his arms again, and whispered shyly: "Oh! You villain! I just wanted to say that there is no faint medicinal fragrance on your body!"

"What's the difference?" Cang Lan's playful rhetorical question made Chi Mudie not know how to react, so she had to continue to shrink into his arms and pout. Looking down at all the small movements of her loved one, Cang Lan suddenly felt that all the anxiety, irritability, and loss in the past had completely disappeared, and all that was left was full of happiness, but after this dreamlike feeling had just lasted for a while, there was suddenly an inexplicable uneasiness like a thunderbolt across Cang Lan's heart, causing him to suddenly feel shocked, and almost even the wine jar in his hand slipped off.

Chi Mudie, who was leaning on his arms, noticed his abnormal movements, looked up and saw that his hands were holding the wine jar with a somewhat panicked expression, and there was an obvious stagnation on his face, so he thought a little weakly about whether he had noticed some clues, so he tentatively teased: "Look, let you be so unserious, the wine jar looks unhappy, right? ”

Chi Mudie said as he stretched out his black hand to the wine jar in Cang Lan's hand, Cang Lan saw that the strange feeling in his heart was fleeting, and he didn't care too much, just that it was a feeling that had not been completely erased after a long wait, but now, the person he had been thinking about had been tightly embraced by him, what else was there to care about in the past?