Just not allowing him to think too much, Taozi saw that he finally stopped nagging, and opened his warm and soft mouth directly towards Shen Mochen's fair and slender neck exposed outside his collar.
There was a delicate touch on her lips, and she could even feel the subtle pulse beating under his jade-white neck. It was still a slow and steady rhythm at first, but gradually the pulse beat faster and faster.
Shen Mochen felt that this situation seemed to be back to his childhood. The little Taozi who was not yet sensible, the greatest pleasure every day was to try every means to sneak attack on him. Every time he inadvertently found someone from an unknown place.
He jumped out of nowhere, kissed him hard, and quickly ran away.
But at this time, he actually missed it a little shamefully.
Her heartbeat was involuntarily accelerating. Her warm and soft body was pressed tightly against his arms. His breath was filled with her unique fragrance, mixed with the faint fragrance of wine. Her warm lips were touching his
She roamed around her neck wantonly, dropping passionate kisses one after another, and her slippery little tongue teased him from time to time. For him, it was simply a kind of sweet torture.
But reason finally brought him back to reality.
Shen Mochen easily broke away from Taozi's embrace with his hands. With one hand, he pushed away Taozi's little head buried in his neck, and with the other hand, he took her arm and gently took her away from him.
"Huh?" Taozi, who was tasting the delicious food, was suddenly interrupted. He raised his head and looked at Shen Mochen with a pair of big moist eyes.
"Taozi, you're drunk, please take a rest." Shen Mochen's delicate brows frowned slightly, and an indescribable light flashed in his deep black eyes. The desire and reason in his eyes were entangled with each other, and finally they returned to a cold state.
"I didn't!" Taozi retorted with certainty, blinking her big black and white eyes and looking at him seriously.
"Oh, then why did you press me against the door?" There was a hint of hoarseness in Shen Mochen's deep voice. His originally light voice now sounded a little bewildered.
"Well... why..." Taozi tilted her head and began to think carefully. It seemed that they had been standing here since they entered the door. Why not go in? She seemed not to remember...
"Ah, I remembered, we are standing here on the door panel because I am kissing you!" Taozi suddenly slapped his head, suddenly realized, and a red mouth went straight to Shen Mochen's fair and slender neck.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Shen Mochen blocked Taozi's determined offensive in a dumbfounded way, sighed helplessly, and half-draged and half-tugged Taozi to the bed.
Then he helped her take off her down jacket, coaxed her to lie down, and covered her with a quilt. Shen Mochen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You should sleep for a while first. When you wake up, you should feel better."
"Oh..." Taozi blinked and looked at him, her pretty little nose wrinkled slightly, and said softly: "But there seems to be something in my eyes, it hurts me so much..."
"Where?" Shen Mochen lowered his head, approached her, and looked carefully into her moist eyes.
"Hehe, I've been fooled!" A sly smile flashed across Taozi's lips, and she put her hands around Shen Mochen's neck and pulled him over.
