Wei Shang looked at the woman lying quietly on the mahogany bed with intricately carved patterns and smiled proudly.
It seemed that the dose and time of the medicine were well controlled, and she was allowed to lie here quietly without much trouble. The bed was a mandarin duck and acacia quilt, which seemed to have a hint and meaning for this moment.
He looked down at her, as if appreciating a treasure.
Her face was a deep red due to wine and drugs, her red lips were as delicate as dew-soaked cherries, making people want to hold them in her mouth immediately, and her long hair was flowing like spring water on the bed, scattered.
There is an indescribable fatal temptation when you open it to highlight this drunken red face.
Wei Shang couldn't resist and reached out to touch the face.
Even though he is a master at flirting, having been playing games with thousands of flowers for many years, and has played with countless beautiful women, but facing Qiao Ni now, he also admitted that he had an uncontrollable urge to get her immediately.
"You were supposed to be my woman, not anyone else's." He gently stroked the porcelain-white smooth skin, and he actually felt reluctant to let go. Such a delicate and delicate touch seemed to have lasted for many years.
Just look for the general ones.
In fact, if it hadn't been for the accident six years ago, she would have been his woman long ago. She was his prize, and he was bound to get it. He didn't want them to behave like strangers every time they met like now.
He hated such politeness, and he hated even more that there was always that man by her side, who would flirt with her from time to time.
Some memory fragments flashed through Wei Shang's mind, as if something happened just yesterday. This woman once smiled sweetly at him, and he played a little trick under the locust tree to give her her first kiss. At that time, she
Her face was as red as thick rouge, so pink that it made people want to eat it. Now that I think about it, it was such a wonderful time.
It will be fine in the future, he thought secretly, and slowly opened the zipper of the evening dress along her skin, and the white and tender skin slowly appeared as the zipper slid.
It seems that every inch is full of water, and water can be filled with just a pinch.
"Yeah." The unconscious Qiao Ni didn't know it, but she was still involuntarily frowned by the feeling under his hands, and snorted softly. The moan she made due to her deep sleep sounded unparalleled to him.
Ecstasy corrodes the bones.
"Baby, don't worry, I'll come right away." He showed a satisfied smile and untied her dress completely.
Then he threw it away.
"..." Qiongni was murmuring something, but Weishang didn't hear it clearly, so he leaned against her lips and listened.