Chapter 310: Relative

"Huh?" Sister Su was lowering her head at this time, nervously recalling in her heart what Zheng had told her before. [No pop-ups. 】

Suddenly hearing Li An talking to her, she was startled and raised her head to look over.

The two of them sat on the edge of the bed, one at the head of the bed and the other at the end of the bed, looked at each other quickly, and then both lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"Are you thirsty? Would you like to drink some water? Ang Lee's mind went blank, as if all that was left was drinking water, so he asked again.

"Oh, oh, good" Sister Su'er's voice was as small as a newborn cat barking, obedient, soft, and Li An's heart trembled.

An unfamiliar urge slowly rose from his lower abdomen, making him feel that his body was even hotter.

Did you drink too much?

Ang Lee suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He patted his head in annoyance, alas, how could he drink too much on such an important day as his marriage?

Will she snub Sister Su, will she hate the smell of alcohol on her body?

Thinking of this, Li An hurriedly got up and poured a glass of water for Sister Su'er, and then poured a big glass himself, and drank it with a bang.

"What's wrong?" Sister Su found out that Li An was wrong, so she didn't care about it and asked with concern.

"It's okay, maybe I drank too much, I was dizzy, and my body was like a cluster of flames burning, which was a little uncomfortable."

Li An turned around, looked directly at Sister Su, and answered her question.

His face was indeed a little red, and his eyes were still a little stunned, staring at her like that, as if he was going to eat her.

I heard that if you drink too much, your face will be red, and you will have a headache and dizziness, but it will be uncomfortable.

Thinking like this, Sister Su couldn't care about being shy, and got up and stepped forward, wanting to check on Ang Lee's situation.

She put the back of her hand on Ang Lee's forehead, and her heart jumped, sure enough, his forehead was so hot! Could it be a fever?

"Ruosu!" Li An took her soft body in his arms, and suddenly felt that his body was even hotter.

For the first time, the two hearts were so close to each other, fluttering and beating out of rhythm with each other.

Sister Su was shy and didn't dare to look at him anymore and didn't dare to speak, but she was reluctant to break free from his arms, so she hung her head and twisted to the side.

He had a good smell on his body, and at this time there was a little aroma of osmanthus wine, which made her a little drunk.

Li An lowered his head, and in front of him was a white and smooth neck, and he wanted to touch it.

But the two hands were occupied, and the lips came up in a ghostly manner.

There was a delicate touch between his lips, and Ang Lee was like a child who suddenly tasted the sweetness, and couldn't help but want to eat more.

So he began to try to suck gently, rubbing like an addiction, and he couldn't stop.

Sister Su'er's neck was numb, and her body trembled slightly, she hurriedly tilted her head back, trying to block her neck, but accidentally sent more.

A soft face, soft and sweet lips, and a small nose

Because these feelings were so unfamiliar, she felt that she was about to lose control of herself, so she was a little scared and wanted to dodge.

However, before she could escape, her mind went blank

He finally kissed her lips, and after a moment of wandering, his tongue curiously explored the sweetness of the delicate side of the other.

From jerky to immersion in temptation one by one, let yourself sink gradually.

I don't know when, he pressed her on the bed.