Ye Feiyang thought that he was already drunk anyway, and now that he was doing something by himself, he wouldn't know, so he dared to go all the way down his nose.

The movements are extremely gentle, as if dealing with a peerless treasure.

And as if he was afraid of waking him up.

I used to just look at him from a distance, at that time, I also wanted to be able to touch his mouth, his nose, and his eyebrows so closely.

Today I finally got my wish.

Ye Feiyang couldn't help but think of the past.

I don't know when, the hand was suddenly grabbed by him, placed on his chest, and the person fell forward into his arms.

Ye Feiyang raised her head, but she couldn't pull her hand, so she slowly lowered her head, leaned on his arms, and listened to his powerful heartbeat, "Bang Bang" Her heart was full of sweetness and excitement.

He is not the only one whose heart is beating like a drum. Ye Feiyang knew that he was also excited.

Ye Feiyang enjoyed this rare atmosphere, and the two seemed to be a couple in love. The hearts of the two were so close.

She gently and unconsciously stroked his chest with one hand, and thought sweetly in her heart that it would be a wonderful feeling to be in his arms like this, listening to his heartbeat so quietly, as if the two were very close.

Mu Qingyu gritted his teeth, is this little girl playing with fire?

He wasn't actually drunk, he just drank some wine, and when he was tired, he lay down to rest, but the shopkeeper thought he was drunk, so he sent him back, he was not drunk with a thousand glasses, how could he get drunk after only five glasses of whiskey.

It was true that he came back to the room under the pretense of being drunk.

He pushed the boat down the river and asked them to send him back.

Who knows, this little girl usually looks like a cold eye, and she is so bold and provocative of her drunken self, doesn't she know how tempting and criminal she was just now?

If you were really drunk, how could you hold on until now.

He took a deep breath and hoped that she would let go of herself, but he was reluctant to let go, which was really a contradictory feeling. Is this what it is like to be loved?

Mu Qingyu has never been like this, he has always done whatever he wants. How could he look forward and backward like he did now, he thought, but he was worried about frightening her.

She was like an extremely precious piece of drink, for fear of accidentally bumping into her. She is like a turtle that retracts her head at the slightest movement.

So, he waited, waited for her to stretch longer, and then grabbed her, and then saw how she denied it.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Feiyang slowly raised his head and looked at his face pet, which was close at hand.

He is still as handsome as before, but he was blinded by his bad behavior, thinking of his encounter with him and the subsequent entanglement, is it the so-called fate?

Although he is sometimes fierce to himself, he has always helped himself a lot, and he should belong to the kind of person who is disgusting and kind. Ye Feiyang thought that he used "disgusting and good" to describe him, and he felt funny, so he laughed like a nymphomaniac.

She stared with a smile, how could he be so well-behaved when he was drunk, she approached him and whispered in his ear: "I like you, are we in love?" ”

I wanted to tell him this sentence eight years ago, but I never dared.

It's funny to think about it, I didn't dare eight years ago, and I still don't dare eight years later. Only when he was not sober did he dare to say that he had really not changed at all.