When Man Ningning woke up, she didn't know where she was. She looked at the plum blossoms on the ceiling with her groggy head, and she felt as if she had come to an ancient place. It wasn't until she turned to look at the man on the sofa that she realized
Know that you are still in the classical style.
She reached out from the quilt and rubbed her temples. That glass of wine was really powerful. However, she was not very good at drinking.
Looking at the beautiful and illusive face under the light from a distance, the long eyelashes drooped slightly as the eyes were closed tightly, and the thin lips were curved with a faint smile, as if they were dreaming of some sweet dream.
Inexplicably, a mischievous thought flashed through Man Ningning's mind, and she covered her lips and smiled silently.
He lifted the quilt and tiptoed out of bed, and walked gently in front of Junyun with his bare feet. He could hear the continuous breathing from such a close distance.
Man Ningning looked at his beautiful sleeping face, casually picked up a bunch of hair hanging on his chest with one hand, and was about to twist it on his face. However, just the distance of the touch made her suddenly startled.
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The pair of tightly closed phoenix eyes suddenly opened. Man Ningning was startled, and when she realized what she was doing, she leaned forward.
"Forehead."
The soft touch is just like a kiss.
Man Ningning stared into Jun Yun's newly awakened eyes with wide eyes, which were dark and deep.
I saw one hand holding her waist tightly, and the other hand clasping her head. The kiss became deeper and heavier, no longer as gentle as before, and the tip of his tongue moved wantonly in her mouth.
Wander, tease.
Man Ningning held his clothes and let him kiss her.
However, a blush of shyness had already appeared on her fair face, and her eyes were quietly closed.
Jun Yun looked at the slender eyelashes trembling slightly, and a smile flashed in his dark eyes. A hand around her waist slightly lifted her top, and touched Man Ningning's waist with his fingers.
Slowly move up the abdomen.
Dim lighting can easily raise the ambiguity between men and women.
"Um......"
Panting from her nose, Man Ningning's whole body trembled slightly with his touch, until his big palm covered her jade peak.
There was already the sound of guests walking in the corridor outside. When Mr. Yang pulled away from Na Wei'er, he stood up calmly.
Naweier looked at the beautiful man with fascination and asked: "Young Master Yang, can this evening belong to me only?"
she asked, her tone tinged with hope.
Young Master Yang leaned over to pick up the clothes on the floor, with graceful movements, and glanced sideways at the woman on the bed, "As long as Miss Naweier likes it. However, it is dinner time now. I would like to treat Miss Naweier to a meal."
Naweier was stunned for a moment, but she sat up happily, threw herself behind Young Master Yang, turned her face and placed her red lips on his face.
When Young Master Yang went out with Na Wei'er in his arms, he met Ma Yu, who was wearing a white robe and looked very elegant. When he saw Young Master Yang, he couldn't help but be surprised, especially when he was holding Na Wei'er in his arms.
The beautiful woman looked up and said jokingly: "Young Master Yang is so lucky to have Naweier accompany you."
"Master Ma was joking, we are just friends."
Young Master Yang lowered his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman.
However, Naweier just smiled faintly. What she had always hoped for was to be a woman like Young Master. So what if she became famous?
A woman still has to have a marriage after all.
Although sometimes she worries about being followed by the paparazzi when she goes out. However, in the current situation, she prefers to be followed by the paparazzi. Only in this way can more people know about their relationship.
Sometimes love may not be love at the beginning, it just needs some cooking.
The scandal might be the additive between them.
"Since Miss Naweier is here, I hope I can give you a favor and stay here to enjoy the dinner in the evening." Ma Yu said in a gentlemanly manner, looking at Young Master Yang again.
He knew that although the person asking the question was Naweier, the main power was still in Young Master Yang's hands.
"Master Ma has said it, Miss Naweier, please don't be polite." Young Master Yang's smile fell in Naweier's eyes. She looked back at the charming smile and nodded gently.
Ma Yu glanced at it and said, "How about the old position?"
The classical style has a special VIP area, and some old seats will only be enjoyed by new customers unless the old VIP customers don't come. However, Mr. Yang's identity is different. He has a special VIP box.
Young Master Yang nodded in agreement.
Ma Yu smiled again and said, "Young Master Yang, you might as well go over first. I'll be back in a moment."
After saying that, Ma Yu walked to the front room. When he opened the door, what came into his eyes was a deep kiss between a man and a woman, so serious. Until the door was pushed open and his eyes stopped.
"Hey, it looks like I came at the wrong time."
Ma Yu smiled playfully, with an unserious look on his face.
But outside, there was another pair of deep blue eyes looking at everything inside, including the affectionate kiss just now.
"Young Master Yang, what are you looking at?"
Naweier looked up at him and asked softly.
"nothing."
That sentence was simple, but there was a hint of coldness, and the blue eyes were deep, like the sea in the dark, glowing with a dark luster.