Ranbai has always been a maverick. No one can stop her if she wants to do anything. At the moment, when she is drunk, she is lawless. Everything depends on her desire. For example, she looks at the person in front of her now.

Only one thought.

Her, want to go.

Wen Haoqing looked at her immobile, deep and elegant. He seemed to have a good temper. He seemed to be looking at the younger generation who was not sensible, but more like his attitude towards children. He put one hand on his dyed white forehead, passed the cold temperature, and casually whispered, "after Miss Song was drunk, how dare you say anything nonsense."

"It's not a joke. There's no fuss." ranbai reaches out her hand to clasp the man's thin and cold wrist and presses it aside. Her lips slowly wipe the tip of the film emperor's ear. The rolling smile overflows low and gently covers his earlobe. The lingering and greasy action shows a strong aggressive and possessive desire. It's lazy and fascinating, and it's like a lover's whisper: "Give it to me, will you..."

Wen Haoqing has never been kissed under such absurd and presumptuous pressure. She is the only exception.

"You're drunk." the film emperor dressed well, pushed her away with prudence, and always cultivated calmly. When he lowered his eyes, the faint light gradually gathered in his eyes, like an ink Tan under the moon night, intertwined with a bewitching and dangerous atmosphere, and stated the facts concisely and comprehensively.

"I'm very sober." ran Bai raised her eyes and stared at him. Her eyes were full of evil color, like drunk or not drunk. Her white fingertips gently touched the thin lips under the film emperor's tall nose. The color was beautiful and attractive. It was suitable for kissing. She wanted to kiss from the first time she met. She said in his ear like a smile: "I know my purpose."

When she withdrew, ranbai looked at each other's unmoved eyebrows and eyes, gentle and alienated, smiled, spoke slowly, and was intoxicated with words until the tip of one's heart: "for example, sleeping with your elders."

The living room was dark and I couldn't see the real look.

She seemed to hear a sneer.

"Sleep with me?" Wen Haoqing pinched the girl's chin and picked it up, not light or heavy. His tone was gentle and mocking. He was born with a low voice, like love words: "that's what I think?"

"How brave." his peach eyes are very gentle, elegant and affectionate. Holding the fingertips of dyed white chin, he used a bit of strength and whispered with dyed white ears and temples, like a hunter slowly revealing a shotgun: "explain to me when you wake up tomorrow."

Ranbai wants to sleep and can't sleep. She is impatient. She throws her words and says, "are you still not a man?"

Wen Haoqing.

"Can't you?"

The atmosphere was silent.

"Are you sexually indifferent?"

Ranbai frowned and directly threw out three words. The other party didn't speak and couldn't see a reaction.

Before she could say a word, Wen Haoqing suddenly moved in the shadow. Her bony hand firmly clasped her waist and pressed heavily on the wall towards the man's chest.

"Song Bai." the moon is as cool as water. Half of his face is hidden in the shadow, clearly extinguished, with a beautiful and cold Outline: "I let you, doesn't mean you can be lawless."

The movie king tends to be a kind of slow and gentle danger. His voice is low and hoarse, blocking the girl's mouth. They breathe intertwined. The strength of each other's kiss is not as gentle and indifferent as usual. On the contrary, it is very possessive and cold, like robbing his own possessions inch by inch, hot and intense.

When kissing, the temperature kept rising, spreading the hot smell, but his lips and tongues were cold.

She gradually loosened her white eyebrow heart and tore off the film emperor's collar in the dark, exposing half of her clavicle. The touch of the skin under her fingertips was cold and delicate. Unlike the sexy meaning of her clothes, her fingertips crossed each other's clavicle, leaving red marks.

Wen Haoqing put the bridge of his nose against her side face, with long eyelashes hanging in an attractive radian, allowed her to move, sneered, pinched her chin and asked, "I'm not a man?"

He has a nice smell of light fragrance, similar to some kind of wood fragrance, with a warm and elegant charm, and a faint smell of tobacco, which is addictive.

Dye Bai likes this smell very much. She rubbed the film emperor's collar, with thorns at the end of her eyes. Her eyes were lazy, as if they could overflow water. Her attitude was arrogant and loose. Her words were like peach blossom fragrance in full bloom: "what did you say?"

Mr. standing in the moonlight, the shadow is unknown, his shirt is messy, his collar is half open, and his face is still gentle. He said, "if you dare, I'll sleep for you."

In the dark, he half narrowed his long and narrow eyes, pulled open his black tie with one hand and bit it with the tip of his teeth. The color of his thin lips was charming, and his movements were forbidden and lustful.

"Don't cry later." the young film emperor pressed people on the wall, held the girl's hands crossed high on her head, and then tied them slowly with a tie, firmly tied together. The black tie lined the girl's white wrist, intertwined with secret and taboo desires. He didn't see a gentleman in his actions, but his demeanor was calm, gentle, charming and affectionate, like the most moving love words of this event: "Don't shout pain."

The wrist was tied, which greatly limited the movement. After getting drunk, the consciousness became more and more dizzy. She earned a little white and didn't break away. She heard the other party say in her ear that the temperature burned up, like a fire to her heart.

A man's voice is low and dumb, like love words. He is most suitable for sentimental, deep and elegant eyes. He is as calm as ever. Wen Haoqing is kissing her. With extreme possessiveness, he unties his shirt button with one hand, "don't shout."

In the dark, the man's outline is profound, elegant and soul stirring.

The quiet, dull voice melts into the lips and teeth, gentle and dangerous.

"Do you hear me?"

The temperature is better than all, and the breath is entangled.

The ears and temples were grinding and whispering, and the breath and heartbeat were completely disordered. Wen Haoqing slowly clasped the girl's slender ankle several times and dragged the person in her arms to resist the lingering death.

Cold and clean wood fragrance is dense in the air.

The moonlight fell on the floor of the living room. The bright moonlight was like the eyes of a lover.

A sleepless night.

Dyed white sleeps several times and is woken up by tossing. The hot temperature is overwhelming, leaving no gap. No matter where, there is nowhere to escape.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the moonlight is soft, and the sky is gradually changing, ushering in the first ray of dawn.

The snow-white curtains were gently lifted by the wind, and the sun fell warm on the wooden floor.

The girl's eyebrows were bleary and sleepy. She subconsciously hugged the people next to her. She felt soft and delicate. She rubbed and felt cold and hard.

Ranbai wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly she found something wrong.

“……?”

She froze for a moment and opened her eyes. Where her eyes touched, she directly hit the man's clavicle line. The radian was attractive and her skin was cold and white.

“??!”

This is not right.

Dye Bai closes her eyes, calms down for a second or two, and then opens her eyes. There is still such a picture in front of her.

When she looked up, she saw the lazy and elegant appearance of the film emperor.

“……”

What is she going through?

Wen Haoqing... In her house?

As if he were joking with her.