It almost gave Yi Jian the illusion that, at this moment, he was the happiest man in the world.
Zhongqing was lying on the bed, already drunk and unconscious. She kept smiling at Yi Jian. From time to time, she stretched out her hand and grabbed his shirt, saying drunken words.
Her fingers were unusually soft, and she accidentally touched his skin, completely awakening his long-awaited desires.
He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her red lips that smelled of wine.
There was a predatory light in his eyes, he raised his hand and began to take off her clothes.
His movements were very urgent, but who knew that he would take off half of his clothes, and she suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
Yi Jian raised his head and looked at her, stop? How could he stop?
Unexpectedly, she smiled at him innocently, then stretched out her hand, touched her own button, and said around her tongue: "I'll take it off myself."
After saying that, she began to undress her clothes.
In fact, when it comes to sex, men like to lie on the bed leisurely, watching the woman undress and take off her clothes, and then cling to his body.
Yi Jian naturally liked it too.
However, Zhongqing has always been very shy. Although at the beginning of the wedding, she was instigated by the fourth concubine and did have two or three ecstasy journeys, but she was not interested in taking off her clothes by herself.
Never done it once.
But today, when she was drunk, she became so proactive that Yi Jian gritted her teeth and endured it.
Zhong Qing was so drunk that she couldn't tell the difference between the east and the west and what clothes to take off. She just raised her hands and took off her clothes, but she couldn't find the buttons. A pair of small hands touched her body, especially when she was wearing clothes.
Wearing a cheongsam, which was very enchanting and wrapped around her exquisite figure, Yi Jian couldn't help but frown, and her mind was filled with images that were not suitable for children.
If she took off her clothes and touched herself like this...
The more Yi Jian thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He raised his head, untied his clothes, threw his clothes off the bed, and then pulled Zhong Qing over, his movements were very urgent, and he didn't bother to untie them at all.
Instead of unbuttoning her buttons, he simply tore her clothes apart...
Zhong Qing's brain didn't even realize what was happening to her, so she was pinned down by Yi Jian.
