In the taxi, Ye Wei was lying in Suk's arms, closing her eyes. She felt that she was really drunk. Not only was her body numbed, but she even had her soul floating, but she liked this feeling very much.

Su Ke was the same. In order to ensure the safety of the two of them, he left the car in the bar. He felt Ye Wei snuggling against him, and even felt her heartbeat.

However, the blood in the body seemed to have reached a certain ratio of alcohol concentration, and the whole person felt hot and restless. The heat was swimming all over his body, and a fire of thirst arises.

The palm fell on Ye Wei's thighs inadvertently, and he could not leave. The thickened stockings were very smooth, as if they were nothing. They gently stroked the plump thighs. The plump thighs felt very good, especially at the base of the thighs. When the fingertips touched the small leather skirt, they suddenly moved a little further inward.

Ye Wei didn't know whether she was asleep or what, but with Su Ke's movements, his breathing began to become heavy, and even a little slight shenyin opened his legs slightly to cooperate with Su Ke.

The temperature inside the leather skirt seemed to be good, which made Suk's hands very fascinated and could not be taken back for a long time.

Ye Wei suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at Su Ke slightly, raised his head slowly, and gently kissed Su Ke's neck. Then he felt Su Ke's body suddenly stiffen.

The taxi driver looked up and looked through the rearview mirror. This was a very ordinary couple, not like that.

The car speed slowly dropped: "It's here!" The driver stopped outside Ye Wei's gallery.

In comparison, Su Ke was able to maintain a certain degree of sane, check out, and help Ye Wei get out of the car, but his movements were a little awkward, because just when Ye Wei kissed his neck, his brother Su Xiaoke suddenly set up a tent.

Ye Wei's steps were frivolous, as if he was stepping on cotton, one step deep and one step shallow. If Su Ke hadn't supported him, he would have probably sat on the ground and rested the most.

The taxi left, Su Ke took the key from Ye Wei and opened the roller shutter door. This door was exactly the same as the door of his small supermarket, so he naturally knew how to open it.

Open the door, turn on the light, and support Ye Wei and walk in.

"Wait!" Ye Wei suddenly spoke, and then his body shook slightly: "Close the door!"

The roller shutter door slowly fell down, and there were two worlds inside and outside. This was the first time Su Ke walked into Ye Wei's gallery. There were a wide variety of paintings hanging on one floor of the walls, and not only oil paintings, but also many other types.

After a little glance, I quickly saw a Western-style oil painting. It was a European woman with plump body, golden hair, lazy expression. She was lying on the grass, and the cute angels flew around in the sky, but this was not the point, the point was that they were not wearing clothes.

Suk knew that most of this type of paintings came from the Western Renaissance era, advocating the emancipation of the mind and opposing the constraints of the church at that time. This painting was naturally a copy, but it was portrayed incredibly vividly.

The lazy woman had a plump body, her breasts were full, and she was even a little shockingly big. Her long golden hair was pressed against her body, and she could not get enough strands of her legs. Her legs were stacked together, and there was a bit of black hazy between them.

Su Ke suddenly felt a stream of passion rushing towards his head, and Su Xiaoke seemed to be very excited by this infection.

"Let's go upstairs!" Ye Wei didn't notice Su Ke's abnormality. After all, it was the first time Su Ke came in, so it was normal for her to visit. And now she was dizzy and didn't notice it.

"Yeah!" Su Ke responded, but he didn't know that his voice was deformed. The first floor was a gallery, the second floor was a storage room, the studio, and there was a bedroom. Ye Wei, with Su Ke's support, went upstairs and opened the bedroom door. The light outside was faintly immersed, and he could see the general situation inside.

Su Ke was just about to help Ye Wei enter, but he felt the woman twisting her steps and standing directly in front of him, putting her arms on her shoulders, looking at him.

There was even one or two or three minutes of silence, and the two of them looked at each other. In the quiet room, there seemed to be only two people's fierce heartbeats and heavy breathing.

Ye Wei slowly tiptoed and kissed Su Ke gently on his lips, very softly, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world, and his tongue slowly swept.

Suke didn't know when he started to respond, and the kiss between the two became more and more intense, and they hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to merge into one.

Feeling Ye Wei's beautiful figure in his arms, the torrents surged in his body became more and more surging. The sequelae of the upgraded flower-picking system arrived as scheduled, but Su Ke did not resist. After he split his lips, he took a good breath, then picked Ye Wei up by the waist and strode into the room.

There is no light on the room, and it is not even time to turn on the lights, but what can this happen? Some things can be done without turning on the lights.

When Su Ke lies in Ye Wei's chest and savors the sweet fragrance of the snow lotus on the snowy mountain, the clothes on the two of them had already fallen all over the ground. Ye Wei breathed rapidly and arched up hard, and even pressed Su Ke's head with one hand and pressed down.

Suke's brain was dizzy, but it did not affect his instinctive reaction. His hot tongue seemed like a mine detector, without falling into a corner. Ye Wei's body was more like a wave, sometimes arching, sometimes lying heavily, and holding onto the bed sheet with both hands.

"Suke---Suke-----!" He was completely unconsciously shouting Suke's name, and even his open legs began to rub his body constantly.

When Su Xiaoke had transformed into the monk Lu Zhishen who could pull down the willow flowers, when Lu Zhishen came into contact with the fragrant grassland that had turned into a pool of spring water, the brave monk Hua finally fell into the mud.

"Yeah---!" Suke subconsciously let out a soft hum, as if he was blowing the horn of advance.

Monk Hua entered the local position, cautiously advancing slowly, and taking steps forward. Except for the initial feeling that it was difficult to enter, it was smooth and finally kicked off the prelude to show off its power.

Lu Zhishen was good at using a 62-pound water-milling Zen Staff. This Zen Staff was naturally powerful and powerful, and was very brave. The way of attack was even more open and closed, and he went straight to Huanglong.

The reason why the water-milling Zen Staff is called this is that it must have water and must be polished. In this situation, it is even more true, and it continues to take action very quickly.
Chapter completed!