"Be careful..."
When Lin Feng helped Qin Shuying up the stairs, he reminded him in a low voice.
Qin Shuying laughed, "Lin Feng, I'm not drunk! It's just champagne. It's just champagne. "
Yes, it's just champagne. How can it be intoxicating!
In fact, Qin Shuying is really drunk.
She felt like she was floating all the way to the bedroom.
Reach for the bed.
But at this time, her slightly drunk appearance, falls in Lin Feng's eyes, is another bright and gorgeous appearance.
Her thick long hair is scattered on her shoulders, her small face is full of bright red clouds, and her eyes are full of light, very gentle.
All over her, she exudes the temptation of women's coquettishness.
Lin Feng is a normal man.
Moreover, he has been fond of Qin Shuying for a long time.
At this moment, the blood in his heart burned in an instant.
Facing this kind of warm fragrant nephrite, he kisses her lips uncontrollably.
She didn't seem to refuse him.
Instead, he put his hand around his neck. He held her slowly and fell on the big bed together.
The kiss.
Especially touching.
Each other's breathing sounds are entangled together.
At this moment, both of them are forgetful.
Lin Feng is more intense, very impulsive.
The more you hold her, the deeper you kiss her.
He didn't let her go until she couldn't breathe.
Under the light, a woman's eyes are more charming and attractive. Her lips are slightly swollen by his kiss.
She gasped slightly.
He looked at her steadily, and the waves were fierce in his heart.
From her eyes, he seemed to see some ambiguous look.
It was this look that encouraged him to lean down again, kiss her cheek, and slide down her white neck.
The more he kisses, the more he forgets.
There's even an impulse that you can't control.
And she, too, reached for him.
For a long time, she whispered in her ear, "Mohan... Hold me tight!"
So fresh two words, fell into his ears.
He was struck by lightning.
His fiery enthusiasm seemed to be poured with a layer of frost, and quickly cooled down.
Yes, her enthusiasm just now is just because she regards him as another man, Ji Mohan.
Although she seems to have let go of Ji Mohan on the surface.
However, her heart, clearly still love that man.
Love, love.
At this moment, Lin Feng knew that he could not be paralyzed any more.
He straightened up and looked at her.
Gently pulled her hand down.
"Shuying, you are drunk. Go to bed early! "
Qin Shuying is really drunk. She doesn't know who the man is.
Lin Feng got up and helped her cover the quilt.
Qin Shuying hugs the quilt and goes to sleep.
Lin Feng went to the window, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it with a lighter.
Facing the silent night outside the window, he slowly began to smoke.
That night, Qin Shuying fell asleep.
The next morning, when she woke up, she didn't know that Lin Feng had gone.
When she came to the restaurant, she found a piece of paper on the table.
"Breakfast is ready. It's all in the rice cooker. No matter how busy you are, remember to have breakfast. "
It's Lin Feng's handwriting.
She went to the kitchen and turned on the rice cooker with electricity. There was fish porridge he cooked for her
This man is really nice to her, but unfortunately, she dare not accept his love.
She didn't feel worthy of him.
She still clearly remembers that last night, when he kissed her, she deliberately called Ji Mohan.