The breeze stirs the sleep, stirring up layers of fine waves. The lights submerged under the water are scattered by the water patterns, and the waves escape and cast on the milky white walls, like sparkling water, the light is smart.
Nangong Han finished reviewing the documents in the study room and opened the door. Bright white lights filled every corner. In the past, when he opened this cold room, it was pitch dark. But now, because of that woman, his heart was filled with tears.
Filled, the warm temperature almost melted the dark tones in the room.
Xiang Yimo was leaning on the pillow, her eyes closed tightly, her breathing slow, and she had fallen asleep peacefully. The remote control was at hand, and the TV on the wall was still playing TV programs.
Nangong Han walked over lightly and looked at her peaceful sleeping face. A soft light inadvertently appeared in her eyes, and a happy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Flicking her fine and long eyelashes with her fingertips, Xiang Yimo suddenly opened her eyes and glanced at him sleepily, "Are you done? Go to bed quickly!" She pursed her lips, closed her eyes and continued.
Fell asleep.
"I'm not done yet!" Nangong Han kissed her forehead, "Now, I'm just getting started!"
"Oh!" Xiang Yimo's voice was full of sleepiness, "Then keep busy, don't be too tired!"
There was a seductive smile in the corner of Nangong Han's eyes, "That's what you said!" A passionate kiss fell on the tip of her nose, "And you won't be tired at all!"
Xiang Yimo continued to sleep with her eyes closed. She could feel something biting her lips, and something crawling on her body, making her itchy... Suddenly, she opened her eyes.
Looking at Nangong Han's enlarged handsome face, his stunned expression was gradually replaced by embarrassment, and he pushed him, "No... um... you..."
All the sounds of resistance were blocked by him. Taking advantage of Xiang Yimo's opportunity to speak, his spiritual tongue immediately penetrated Tan's mouth, looking for the tip of her tongue, gently playing with it, twisting it, sucking...
Xiang Yimo's breathing became faster and faster, as if the oxygen had been robbed by him. From the beginning, he resisted, then compromised, and then became obsessed. His hands were wrapped around his neck, his eyes were slightly closed, and his cheeks turned red.
He lifted up her nightgown with his big palm and pushed it up little by little. His slender and beautiful figure was exposed to the bright light. Her delicate and smooth skin was like mutton-fat jade, exuding soft light sand. Hot and lingering kisses
Gradually move down, absorbing her sweet and delicate fragrance.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A loud knock on the door interrupted their tenderness.
Nangong Han raised his head, his dark eyes filled with resentment.
"Hurry up and open the door," Xiang Yimo pushed Nangong Han who was lying on top of her, "Maybe Uncle He has something urgent to do with you."
"Lao He, you're not that bold! It must be Yao Mina, don't worry about her!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang..." The banging on the door continued, as if it would not stop until the door was opened!
"Go and open the door quickly! Otherwise, this door will die!"
Nangong Han's face was gloomy, he rolled over and got up, walked quickly to the door, opened the door and shouted angrily, "If you don't stop for a moment, believe it or not, I will send you to the African primitive tribe and let you become the chief's wife!"
Yao Meina was frightened for a moment, then slowly raised the red wine bottle in her hand and said dullly, "I just want to celebrate the housewarming!"
Isn't it just that she was shameless and tried her best to move back and live there, and there was no such thing as a housewarming ceremony. This excuse is really funny.
"You want to celebrate, right?" Nangong Han grabbed the red wine bottle from her hand, already pulled out the cork, pointed it directly at the mouth of the bottle, raised his head and started drinking.
Yao Meina was stunned, watching the red liquid drop little by little.
In a short while, Nangong Han drank the entire bottle of red wine and threw the empty bottle to her. "The celebration is over, you can get out of here now!" After saying that, he slammed the door with a "pop".
Yao Meina stared at the cold black carved wooden door in astonishment and murmured, "I haven't drank yet, why did you drink it all by yourself?"
The moment Nangong Han turned around, Xiang Yimo immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, snoring.
"Pretending to be asleep, right?" Nangong Han smiled, grabbed her ankles, and tickled her soles.
This was Xiang Yimo's weakness. He couldn't hold it back for a second and burst out laughing, "Hahaha, it's so itchy, please let me go..."
"Tell me! By keeping Yao Meina here, do you just want her to ruin my good deeds?" He grabbed her hard several times and tortured her.
Xiang Yimo laughed so hard that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, "Hahaha... You already know this, why do you want me to admit it?"
"How dare you dare to plot against me because of your ambition!" Nangong Han let go of her ankle and suddenly leaned forward to hold her down, "It seems that I am going to punish you today!" His warm breath was mixed with alcohol.
The mellow taste of red wine is intoxicating.
Xiang Yimo stared timidly into his deep, dark eyes, blinked her innocent and moist eyes, and stared at him with an innocent face, "I am a pregnant woman, do you have the nerve to punish me?"
"Severe punishment will not be spared!" He leaned over and kissed her sweet lips, the scent of red wine lingering between his lips and teeth.
"Don't be like this, I don't want to give birth to two little drunkards in the future!"
"What about this?" The wet and hot kiss drifted down, and the alcohol ignited clusters of flames in his body, "Don't let me let you go today!"
The moonlight is blurry, filled with a romantic atmosphere, and there are also ambiguous sounds.
Yao Meina stood at the door, listening to the moans coming from inside, holding the cold red wine bottle tightly with both hands, her chest heaving with anger, and her eyes shot a cold look, "Xiang Yimo! You want to marry Brother Han, in your dreams
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"Bang!" Then he smashed the empty wine bottle against the wall. It didn't break and fell directly onto the soft and thick carpet.
"Did you hear anything?" Xiang Yimo asked with blurred eyes and flushed cheeks.
"Not paying attention!" Nangong Han complained, "Am I too gentle to you?"
He suddenly increased his speed and intensity, causing Xiang Yimojiao to gasp repeatedly. She couldn't bear the violent demands and could only beg for mercy.