His Breathtaking and Shimmering Light

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Time sighed: "Like all drunks, deny that you are drunk."

Lu Yanchen: "...

Time looked at him with a calm look, but his eyes couldn't see clearly. "Why don't you get drunk and keep asking me who you are? You are drunk."

"Okay, hurry up and go to bed." The woman was drunk, just like a bit, and now she started talking.

She held his arm and blinked, her dark eyes were hooked, "Do you sleep with me?"

"How old are you to accompany and sleep by yourself." He slept with her, but he didn't necessarily control himself.

"No, no, no." Naturally, his arms wrapped around his neck, rubbing his head slightly and rubbing his cheeks.

It was a grind. The man's arm caught her waist, and he lay down half-tucked.

She curled up like a cat, digging straight into his arms, making her heart crisp and numb.

A heart seemed to be soaked in honey water, and it was undulating up and down, without any stability.

So he took his hands around her waist and tightened.

Her drinking was a little uncomfortable after being locked up by him.

Her hands shoved restlessly, but her strength was pitifully small, and she squirmed around his chest impatiently, but behaved like a kitten.

Jiao's body was twisted, lit everywhere, mixed with the fragrance of wine, and the sweet body of her body, entangled in the air into a temptation.

Lu Yanchen breathed tightly, holding her firmly with his big hands, and whispered, "Be honest."

Time fainted, and murmured heavily: "Tight, uncomfortable."

Lu Yanchen let go, "..."

After being drunk, the woman was dull and stupid. Half a moment, she shook her head suddenly, and her mouth popped out vaguely: "Lu Yanchen ... don't like you anymore."

Holding her Lu Yanchen, her body froze slightly.

Staring at her coolly, the man's fingertips hooked over her greasy face, then slid all the way down, and then clicked at her heart. The deep voice was a little dumb: "When I am young, I don't want to like it you."

"Uncomfortable, so uncomfortable ..."

"I feel uncomfortable, remember you say that Lu Yanchen is uncomfortable when I like you, remember that you are uncomfortable when you hold me tight, remember that you are uncomfortable when you smile at me, that you are uncomfortable when you kiss me ..."

His thin lips tangled in the hair near her ears, his head lowered and lowered, and he suddenly sucked on her slightly opened lips.

The kiss was very cautious, tenderness seemed to be able to drip water, and the smell of spirits filled the breath, but it was more sinking than the lustful kiss.

Time fumbled and felt something intrude into my mouth.

Soft but with some sharpness, with a familiar taste.

Comfortable but uncomfortable.

The contradiction is extreme.

"Well……"

She couldn't help but groan.

It is comfortable.

But she couldn't breathe more and more. The whole person seemed to float in space, slowly lacking oxygen, and her mind was dizzy. It seemed that she couldn't breathe in the next second.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, and it seemed that I could only hear my own heartbeat, alas, alas ... It seemed that my throat would pop out the next moment.

In the clouds and fog, I no longer know where I am.

She wanted to see it, drunk, only a blur.

He seemed to hear a familiar voice, not very real, could not hear what was said, and then his thoughts fell into a dark dream ...