Her soft and delicate lips were stained with the mellow smell of alcohol, and she crushed his lips, and her tongue eagerly pried open his teeth, and wild in his mouth.

Warm and passionate.

Like walking in the desert, hungry and thirsty, he encountered a clear spring. Suck hard, and when you're satisfied, you let go of him.

Qiao Zhanbei breathed shortly, slowly let go of her hand, he raised his chin, and his thick eyes met her blurry, seductive eyes.

"I'm not drunk." Ye Mian put one hand on his shoulder, and the tip of one finger slowly traced the contours of his face, and said coquettishly.

I wish you weren't drunk.

The man gave her a cold look, angry and loving in his heart.

He unbuttoned the top of his shirt to relieve the unbearable heat, but she kept lighting the fire in his arms and doing whatever she wanted.

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk." Ye Mian kept muttering in his mouth.

She sat on his lap, her face buried in his chest, rubbing in his arms like a cat, sucking on him, the breath of her greed.

The crisp and clean woody scent, mixed with familiar male hormones, makes people want to stop.

I really want to get into his heart, hide in it, and never come out again.

Qiao Zhanbei was rubbed by her, her heart was warm and sweet, and she let her play drunk in her arms.

It was only when she was drunk that he could enjoy her precious intimacy with him.

The car soon entered the underground parking lot, Qiao Zhanbei helped Ye Mian, carried her bag into the elevator, and as soon as she entered the elevator, she stuck to him again.

"Don't make a fuss, there's a camera." He said calmly and restrainedly, covering her face with his bag to protect her.

Ye Mian was still three points awake, and he didn't dare to mess around too much.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, she was like a pendant, her arms wrapped around his neck and hung on him, Qiao Zhanbei simply buckled her waist and carried her to the door.

She was glued to a fine sweat on her body, which was both sweet and torturous.

"Open the door, don't ......" As soon as he spoke, she buried herself in his neck and kissed his most fragile and sensitive Adam's apple.

A stream of electricity rushed up from the tail vertebrae, flowing towards the limbs, and the man pursed his thin lips, and his deep eyes were full of heavy desire.

They're still in the hallway!

Qiao Zhanbei gritted his teeth, grabbed her hand, clasped her thumb, and pressed the fingerprint lock.

The door opens.

"Ye Mian!" Lowering his head, she was holding his belt feebly with both hands, and he gritted his teeth.

"Why can't you untie it......" she said eagerly, frowning. Watery eyes, looking at him innocently, with a charming look at the tail of his eyes.

The pure and lustful appearance simply drove him crazy, and Qiao Zhanbei's eye sockets were hot.

He grabbed her and entered the door, and couldn't wait to push her against the wall and kiss her fiercely.

In the hallway where the lights were not turned on, the two kissed each other like dry wood, and in a lingering neck, they collided with the switch on the wall, lighting up the room.

The coat she wore over her shoulders was half of her white shoulders, and her pearl white suspenders and black lace straps hung from her sexy raised collarbones.

Slender swan neck, karat gold necklace sparkling.

The slightly drunk wine aroma is mixed with the sweet female fragrance, which is provocative.

The man let go of her lips and gnawed on her collarbone, the tip of his nose pressed into the collarbone socket, and sucked her sweetness uncontrollably.

Ye Mian's hand was inserted into his hair, and there was a slight pain in his collarbone, and she frowned in protest, and when she let him go, she eagerly pulled his shirt.

Looking at her enthusiastically, Qiao Zhanbei was in a complicated mood, he held her face, panted slightly, and said, "Ye Mian, we are still in the cooling-off period of divorce, are you sure you want to?" ”

He didn't want to take advantage of others.

In the blurred gaze, it was Qiao Zhanbei's vague and bitter handsome face, Ye Mian swallowed his saliva with palpitations, and his breath was full of his breath.

Teasing her invisibly.

Unable to think, she threw herself at him eagerly and kissed him again.

For her, Qiao Zhanbei is the hormone of walking.

Alcohol paralyzed her reason, and her most primitive desires for him, her love for him, were like a little beast out of a cage, and she indulged him unscrupulously.

She answered his question with her actions, and Qiao Zhanbei no longer restrained, kissing her back while taking off his blazer.

The clothes of the two were scattered from the hallway to the master bedroom.

She was covered by him on the bed.

When the lust was high, the man's eyebrows were full of patience, he held her crimson and lustful face with one hand, gritted his teeth and said, "No condom." ”

As the words fell, beads of sweat the size of beans fell on her chest.

Ye Mian's hand stretched out weakly to the bedside table.

The man realized, opened the drawer by himself, and really found a few small silver square packages, and his face sank instantly, like five thunderbolts.

"Where did it come from?" Qiao Zhan restrained his emotions and asked.

A single woman with a condom in her bedroom nightstand, it's hard not to think about it.

"Hurry up......" Her voice was coquettish, twisting the waist of the water snake to urge him, looking like she couldn't eat sugar and was about to cry.

"Tell me, where did this come from?" The man's dangerous eyes locked on her, and his big hand gently patted her cheek, and his tone sounded gentle, but it was full of forbearance.

Ye Mian glanced at it, his eyebrows were annoyed, and he said impatiently: "Shopping mall activities...... Free ...... Come on! ”

Qiao Zhanbei was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, he really breathed a sigh of relief, restrained his violent aura, and returned to its original position with a hanging heart.

He also thought that she was a ruthless and ruthless little thing, and she had begun her second spring.

I almost wanted to strangle her to death.

The man's big hand slowly and methodically ruffled the long seaweed-like hair on her cheeks, and his eyes lingered little by little on her face full of spring love, her appearance could only be seen by him.

It can only be him.

Seeing her being tortured to the point of shedding physiological tears, he hooked the corners of his mouth, bit an aluminum film package, and tore it open.

In a blur, she looked at his wild and sexy appearance, and her fingertips dug deep into his muscles......

Early the next morning, Ye Mian, who was sleeping soundly, turned over lazily, threw her whole face into a warm chest, she raised her sore leg and put it comfortably on the other leg, her arms wrapped around the man's waist, and she grabbed him like a koala.

Qiao Zhanbei was a little conscious, the corners of his lips rose, hugged her tightly with his backhand, and fell into a deep sleep.

After more than an hour......

Ye Mian woke up slowly, sleepy eyes, facing the man's handsome face, she was so frightened that she pretended to be asleep, and the scenes of last night played out in her mind.

Last night, she drank high and slept with Qiao Zhanbei!

They are still in the cooling-off period for divorce......

Lose your marbles!

What is this called?

The more Ye Mian thought about it, the more angry he became, he was right not to let her get drunk before.

She couldn't help but think of their first time, and it was also her drunken and promiscuous sex that took the initiative to tease him...... She remembered that he had been the same last night as the first time, and when she was in a state of confusion, he asked her calmly and gentlemanly if she was sure she wanted to.

It made him feel like he was forced.

Ye Mian secretly sorted out her flustered emotions, she slowly opened her eyes, looked at him, was stunned, and then said lightly: "I'm sorry, I drank high last night." ”

looks indifferent, like a scumbag who sleeps people and is not willing to be responsible.