Zhuo Wennan walked to Dugu Xiang and handed him the red wine glass in her hand. "Dugu Xiang, this red wine was produced in 1978. The red wine girl has enough wine to brew, and the taste is mellow and rich. Do you want to try it?"
Dugu Xiang raised his eyes and his eyes fell on Zhuo Wennan. She was wearing a pink satin pajama tonight, and the thin silk fabric fitted against the woman's smooth and concave curves, revealing her fairness.
The legs and small toes inadvertently outline the woman's confusing and enchanting aura, combined with the aroma of mellow red wine, instantly forming an invisible aphrodisiac in the air.
A trace of contempt flashed through the man's eyes, and the eyes instantly became cold and elite.
He stretched out his hand and took the red wine from Zhuo Wennan's hand. His fingertips rubbed the crystal clear edge of the wall and shook it gently. The clear wine slowly slid down the edge of the wall.
Zhuo Wennan did not expect Dugu Xiang to take the wine glass, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. "Try it, see if you like this taste or not. If you like it, I will let the servant bring it up."
Dugu Xiang did not reply.
He raised his head and took a sip of red wine. The fragrant wine was around the tip of his tongue.
Zhuo Wennan looked at Dugu Xiang, and his eyes could no longer hide his deep love. She stretched out her hand, and her clear fingertips fell on his chest, feeling the man full of touch with her fingertips.
With the hard and strong muscles in the breath, a shy blush suddenly appeared on Zhuo Wennan's face.
Suddenly.
A moment of flip.
Dugu Xiang grabbed her wrist and placed the wine glass on the coffee table beside him.
He stretched out his hand and leaned into the underside of the woman's pajamas. His fingertips rubbed against the woman's soft and delicate skin, causing Zhuo Wennan under him to tremble and pant.
Zhuo Wennan raised his eyes, and a trace of mist was lightly dyed in his eyes.
She looked at Dugu Xiang with an incredible expression on her face. After being surprised, she was immediately filled with joy and excitement.
"Well--"
On the skin, the man's fingertips flew over, as if boiling temperature was injected into the blood, and every pore of her felt hot and restless.
Dugu Xiang looked at Zhuo Wennan under him and met her gradually blurred watery eyes. The gentle eyes were filled with deep love.
He smiled coldly in his heart. In his deep ice eyes, there was no trace of emotion that was moved by teasing a woman.
Suddenly.
Dugu Xiang raised his hand that fell on the woman's plumpness and hit her neck hard without hesitation.
"Uh--" Before Zhuo Wennan could recover from his panting, he had already closed his eyes and completely fell into darkness.
Stand up.
Dugu passed a look of disgust in his eyes, and he couldn't even look at the woman with infinite spring on the chair.
He walked to the bathroom, unscrewed the water, and washed his hands over and over again, as if his hands had touched something too dirty.
Recalling the soft and smooth skin that I just touched, Dugu Xiang felt a sense of disgust in his heart.
When his eyes raised and fell on the mirror on the washstand, the sharp eyes in his eyes gradually darkened, and complex emotions filled the deep bottom of the pond.
Don't know why.
Touching others will only make him feel disgusted. But this feeling has never happened to Ye Kui from beginning to end.