In the evening, Song Weiwei and Fusheng returned home, cooked a few side dishes themselves, got a bottle of wine, turned off the bright lights, and turned on the seven-color lanterns on the roof. "Pure Text First Release" The two of them had a very warm taste,
Enjoy this romantic moment.
"Fusheng! Doesn't it feel relaxing and warm to be with me? How about we get together like this more often in the future?" Song glanced at Fusheng slightly, smiled happily, stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass, and wrapped his jade arms around it.
Fu Sheng's arm, I want to have a drink with Fu Sheng.
"Wei Wei! You are really the prettiest and most touching right now! I didn't expect you to be quite romantic! Let's drink in a different way, you drink mine and I drink yours! Hehe!" Fusheng handed over his wine glass.
Song Weiwei's lips.
"Hehe! As long as you like it!" Song Weiwei took a sip of the wine in Fusheng's cup, but did not swallow it. Instead, he stood up, came over and sat in Fusheng's arms, and handed the wine in his mouth to
Fu Sheng's lips.
The wine enters the throat, and the clever tongue enters the mouth.
The fragrance of wine, the fragrance of lips, the fragrance of women.
Drunk, drunk, men are drunk.
Fusheng was completely intoxicated. He held Song Weiwei in his arms, kissed and caressed him passionately, and was immersed in the world of the two of them. It was as if everything around him no longer existed, and there were only the two of him.
Song Weiwei moaned softly, hooking his jade arms around Fusheng's neck, his pink cheeks feeling a little warm. He bit Fusheng's lips and refused to let go.[
Fusheng picked up Song Weiwei and the two of them rolled onto the bed.
For more than an hour, after changing positions, both Fusheng and Song Weiwei collapsed on the bed. Song Weiwei curled up in Fusheng's arms and fell asleep happily with one of Fusheng's arms as his pillow.
Fusheng thought about it, but looking at Song Weiwei's sweet and happy look, he couldn't bear to take his arm out in the end.
In the early morning, Fusheng was sleeping soundly, and Song Weiwei suddenly woke him up.
"Fu Sheng! Fu Sheng...!"
"Huh?" Fusheng opened his eyes, looked at Song Weiwei vaguely, and asked: "Weiwei! What time is it? Why did you call me so early?"
"Fusheng! It's two o'clock in the morning and you haven't gone back all night. How can it be possible? Li Na won't be done with you, right?" Song Weiwei asked worriedly.
"Ah!" Fusheng sat up hurriedly and rubbed his eyes vigorously. To be honest, he really didn't know how to explain it to Li Na when he got back.
"Fusheng! It's all my fault! I forgot to remind you last night!" Song Wei lowered his head like a child admitting his mistake, which was pitiful.
"It's okay! Fool, how can I blame you! I...I will find a way!" Fu Sheng stood up and got dressed.
Song Weiwei wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped and watched Fusheng leave.
Fusheng returned to his home, and Li Na was sleeping soundly. Fusheng took off his clothes gently and lay down along the bed.
"You lied to me!" Li Na suddenly said.
Fusheng was startled, but he saw that Li Na was sleeping soundly. Was she talking in her sleep? Nima! It scared me to death! Fusheng grinned, and his heart was pounding!
"I don't believe it!" Li Na said again.[
Fu Sheng didn't dare to make a sound or move. He stared at Li Na in surprise with his big eyes wide open. He didn't know whether Li Na was dreaming or did it on purpose?
"Pa!" Suddenly Li Na turned over and slapped Fu Sheng in the face. But he still fell asleep. He just turned over!
Auntie! Why are you talking in your sleep and still keeping your movements? Fusheng covered his face and moved to the bed. Still he didn't dare to make a sound. The thief has a guilty conscience!
"Are you still lying to me? Shut up...!" Li Na said again!
Bang! Li Na flew over with another kick. Plop! Fu Sheng rolled to the ground.
"Oh! Fusheng...! When did you come back? Why are you sleeping on the floor?" Li Na turned over and sat up, looking at Fusheng in surprise and asked.