Chapter 822： Who is calling me (3)

"Lin Shao!" The two pressed Mu Chuqing to sit on the sofa and did not let her move.

Lin Zixiang was sitting on the sofa and was reaching out to rub the sore cheek that had just been beaten by Mu Chuqing.

After seeing Mu Chuqing, he calmed his face and suddenly stood up and pulled Mu Chuqing to his side. Mu Chuqing's body hit the back of the sofa heavily, making his head dizzy and blank for a while. .

When she reacted, Lin Zixiang had already reached out and picked up the wine glass on the coffee table, and said with a sullen face, "Drink!"

"Pooh!"

Mu Chuqing immediately sipped at Lin Zixiang's hideous face, lowered his head and bit the hand of Lin Zixiang holding her chin, got up and ran to the side.

She wanted to run out of the door altogether, but behind the thick soundproof door, several people Lin Shaoxiang had brought were blocked there.

She could only hide away, and hurried to get the cell phone that had been ringing in her bag!

She knew that Jing Rui must be here!

as long as……

As long as Jing Rui and him--

The bag in her hand was suddenly pulled over, Lin Zixiang took out her mobile phone, glanced at the caller ID, and sure enough—

Jing Rui!

With a cold smile, he held the phone, threw the phone into the wine glass full of wine in front of Mu Chuqing, and then looked at Mu Chuqing proudly.

"I think how do you escape today? You are so brave to play the young master pigeon!"

As soon as Lin Shaoxiang's voice fell, there was a roar in the box.

Mu Chuqing's face was even harder to look.

Seeing Mu Chuqing's stiffness for a moment, Lin Shaoxiang stepped forward and suddenly pushed Mu Chuqing onto the T-shaped sofa, and then the whole person was pressed up. He knelt on Mu Chuqing's leg and was on the coffee table again. I took a glass of bright red wine, and once again pinched Mu Chuqing's chin, forcibly poured it down on Mu Chuqing.

"Mom, I invite you to have a drink, and you pretend to be noble, I see if you drink this time?!"

Lin Zixiang held his chin tightly, and poured Mu Chuqing a cup after cup. Mu Chuqing was struggling, and some of the wine choked into his stomach along the gas, not to mention that Lin Shaoxiang was about to pick up the second cup of Lie. The wine began to be poured into him. She endured the pain of crushing her chin and suddenly twisted it to the side. The wine in her mouth immediately slid down the corner of her lips, but she had already penetrated a lot during the period.

The warm white windbreaker on the chest-front was soaked into a shocking red, which wetted a large area. On Mu Chuqing’s chin, there were still water marks of spirits on the corners of his lips, and the room was dim and slowly mixed. The revolving colorful lanterns intersect on her white and tender cheeks, with the temptation of deadly Yin Mi.

Lin Zixiang's eyes straightened for a while, and he swallowed involuntarily.

Dirty eyes full of hope stared at Mu Chuqing's beautiful profile face for a few seconds, and then reached out to move Mu Chuqing's face over.

"Go away! Beast!!"

Mu Chuqing's throat was pungent by the wine thorn that had just been forcibly poured, now with anger, and when he roared out, it was a bit hoarse.

Lin Shaoxiang smiled suddenly, and reached out to unbutton Mu Chuqing's trench coat.

"It's hot, let's take off our clothes, otherwise it will get hotter in a while!"

Lin Shaoxiang's hand almost couldn't wait, and even trembled. In Mu Chuqing's struggle, he barely tore off two buttons.

The fragrance in Mu Chuqing's body radiated from the collar on her chest, and Lin Shaoxiang couldn't bear it, leaning over, trying to kiss her.