It took a lot of effort to help Xiang Ziyuan to the sofa in the living room. Just as he was about to get up, his wrist was unexpectedly held by the other party. Zuo Zimo used the strength of the wine to pull hard, Xiang Zimo's center of gravity was unsteady, and he fell directly on the
Zuo Zimo took the opportunity to hug her, resting his head on her chest, rubbing her and calling softly: "Wife."
Xiang Ziyuan was so called that her heart was trembling, her face was as red as a tomato, she pushed her hard and said, "You're drunk, I'll get you a glass of water."
"Don't go-"
Xiang Ziwan finally stood up, but was pulled back by the other party. Zuo Zimo's hands were firmly around her waist, and his voice was as fragile as a child's, "Don't leave, don't leave me alone."
Xiang Ziyuan felt inexplicably soft-hearted, and the hand that was originally pressed against the other person's chest and ready to push him away slowly lowered it. Looking at the other person's drunken eyes, Xiang Ziyuan asked softly: "What's wrong with you?"
Zuo Zimo hugged her and rested his head on her chest, seeming to feel that she was no longer resisting. The hand around her waist loosened slightly, and he said with some sobriety in his drunkenness: "Promise"
Me, stay with me forever."
His low and slightly hoarse voice was full of passion, and Xiang Ziyuan's heart was shaken unconsciously. Her whole body seemed to be bewitched, "Okay..." As soon as the word came out, her lips were eagerly pressed.
The other party covered her, and his slightly cool lips, with a strange and domineering aura, instantly enveloped her.
Xiang Ziyuan's heartbeat suddenly became out of rhythm.
It wasn't the first time he kissed her, but it made her more flustered than the last time. Perhaps it was because the other person's previous words had a certain effect on her heart. This time, Xiang Ziyuan did not resist, nor did she try to push him away.
Let the other person kiss you, from shallow to deep, sometimes gently, sometimes wildly.
Xiang Zimo groaned and tentatively responded. The two people's tongues soon became entangled together. Zuo Zimo seemed to be inspired, and gradually he was no longer satisfied with a simple kiss.
His hand slowly moved away and instead reached into the hem of her clothes.
Xiang Ziyuan had never experienced such a fierce and passionate kiss. She was so dizzy from the kiss that when she came to her senses, she was already being pinned down by Zuo Zimo.
Xiang Ziyuan's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were confused. After realizing what happened, she felt shy and timid. She subconsciously reached out her hand and was about to push her away, but she saw Zuo Zimo suddenly stretched out his two hands and hugged her tightly.
He whispered in her ear: "Wife, don't leave me..."
All the rationality and persistence turned into necessity when the other party said "wife", and the hand between the two people finally slowly let go.
As soon as she removed her hand, Zuo Zimo's whole body was covered safely again. The lingering affection turned into a raging fire with the strength of the wine, burning each other. When the love became stronger, Zuo Zimo unconsciously whispered in her ear
He called out, "A Liang."
Xiang Ziyuan's heart skipped a beat, but she was too tired and sleepy at that time, so she didn't have the extra energy to think deeply or care.
She leaned against the other person's hot skin, shrank into his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.