Chapter 420

Is it a ghost?

She opened her eyes in horror and saw a dark figure lying on her body.

"You..."

She opened her eyes wide. As soon as she uttered a word, a soft object suddenly covered her lips.

Late brain moment a blank, familiar breath mixed with the smell of alcohol, swept her five senses.

Soft red lips were pried open, the tip of the tongue dexterous drilling, wanton attack.

After being kissed for a long time, she trembled and regained her mind. She said that she had something to say.

The man slightly looked up, some reluctant to leave her lips, a wisp of silver in the dim light of the window, looming.

Late late shame can not, but see his tongue tip a roll, swept past from her lips, leaving only the touch of numbness.

She's going to blow up!!!

"What do you want to say?" Deep and clear voice, in the night there is a unique sexy.

To make sure that he was really Wen Mo, her tight body relaxed instantly, and she was paralyzed on the bed with a cold sweat on her back.

She was really scared just now.

She opened her mouth, thought that the refusal in the tip of the tongue around a circle, and finally said it.

"Why don't you take a bath with so much wine?"

Then she felt something was wrong! Sorry! I want to slap myself!

How can this be a refusal!? What the hell is she talking about!!!

Wen Mo gave a low smile, his tone seemed to be a bit distressed, "what can I do? I seem to be a little drunk."

Late embarrassed hands and feet do not know where to put, the body unconsciously twist, astringent said, "why do you want to drink?"

She was glad that her expression in the dark was not true, otherwise she would be embarrassed to death.

Wen Mo laughs again, and a pleasant voice rings out again. "I heard that alcohol can strengthen courage."

Chi Wan thinks that Wen Mo may be really drunk, even if he laughs one after another. Even his voice is so gentle.

She said foolishly, "alcohol for courage? I've only heard of drunken promiscuity. You'd better go out. "

"Drunken promiscuity I heard that, too. " Wen Mo lowered her head, bit on her earlobe and whispered, "why don't you have a try?"

"What What

I nearly bit my tongue.

Why is she so nervous?

It's not that they haven't done anything. Why does she feel like she's in contact with a man for the first time?

It's all his fault today. It's like being possessed by someone else!

She suspected that Wenmo was playing a hooligan while drunk.

He didn't give her a chance to continue to think, and blew a breath in her ear.

"You've tried it many times. Let me have a try. What kind of experience is disorderly after drinking..."

The lips were kissing, and the late voice became fragmented.

She swears that she really wants to refuse, but they already know each other's bodies.

Under his deliberate provocation, she has become a pool of warm water.

The only reason left told her it was not right.

"Smell Wen Mo.... "

Before the only fabric left her, she spoke feebly and tried to stop it.

"My surname is Wen, not Wen." A reminder of his bad heart.

Tardy: "tardy"

She knows!

In this way, the cloth had already left her and was thrown out.

She! Yes! Crazy!

"Wanwan, we are still husband and wife. I have the right to ask for your welfare as husband."