If Lang Que has no affection for her, what is the maintenance just now?

The alcohol quickly decomposed in Qu Su's brain, and he walked to Jinyuan before he was stunned and said, "Langque." ”

With a hazy drunkenness in her eyes, she took the initiative to stand on tiptoe the moment the man looked back.

Qu Su rarely took the initiative when he was sober, and his red lips passed each other, arousing ripples in Lang Que's heart.

His counterattack momentum was very violent, and he kissed Qu Su so much that he almost held his breath, and when his lips parted, he hooked ambiguous silver threads.

Qu Su nestled in the man's arms, panting softly, and the flush on his face had not yet dissipated: "What do you mean by you?" ”

"You obviously don't like me, and you want to seduce me!" Her lips were shining, and she looked cute when she pursed her lips: "People like you deserve to go to hell!" ”

Lang Que was reluctant to shift his gaze from her face for a moment, and tried his best to restrain the urge to kiss again, and his voice was no longer calm and cold: "When did I say I didn't like you?" ”

He had never seen Qu Su drunk like this, so he thought about teasing the child: "You subjectively speculate about me, I don't admit it." ”

"It's not," Qu Su was confused, and he didn't know that there was a splash in his eyes: "If you like me, how can you force me to sign a divorce agreement?" ”

Although her soft fist was weak, it slammed into the man's heart: "You're a bad person...... You're so bad, I'll never forgive you in my life! ”

"No way!" A dark and cold color crossed Lang Que's eyes, and the next moment Qu Su was already hanging his feet in the air.

Her whole body was carried on the shoulders of the man, and her already dizzy brain was even less awake after experiencing the darkness: "Lang Que, what are you crazy about?!" Put me down! ”

"Otherwise, I'm going to spit on you...... Qu Su's threat has no effect at all: "What do you want to do?" ”

The cold wind blew, and finally blew her up a lot, and she kept resisting with her hands and feet.

"To ask you to forgive me, of course." Lang Que threw the person straight on the bed, and the delicate kiss was under his head.

After countless run-ins, the man naturally knows all the points of Qu Su.

The original struggle and resistance in Lang Que's skillful skills turned into a grinding enjoyment little by little.

Qu Su felt that his body softened, and after a few times, the sky turned white.

She couldn't care about the hangover pain in her head, and she only felt that her legs were extremely sore.

When he saw the man who was not tired at all, Qu Su was even more angry, and couldn't help gritting his teeth: "Mr. Lang is really backbone, is there no other woman in this world?" But the scourge of the ex-wife! ”

"Others are dirty." Lang Que's words were concise and to the point, and his expression had returned to indifference, no longer as crazy as last night.

If you look closely, you can see a hint of satisfaction in his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Qu Su's eyebrows raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a sarcastic smile: "Then I really have to thank Mr. Lang for looking at it." ”

With all her strength, she got her wallet on the bedside table, and a wad of bills was thrown on the man.

Lang Que's eyes were completely cold, and he gritted his teeth: "What do you mean?" ”

"Mr. Lang has worked hard all night, of course I have to pay some labor compensation." Qu Su blinked, and his smile was full of provocation: "After all, we don't have anything to do with each other now, and I can't enjoy it in vain, right?" ”

"Mr. Lang is doing well, if it's not enough, I can add more to the previous relationship."