Chapter 4

Ou Qingheng looks at her deeply, then lowers his head and kisses her lips fiercely.

After a kiss, she pushed him gently, keeping a certain distance from him. She looked at him with a clear eye and said, "Mr. Ou is worthy of being a saint of love. While he said that he loved Miss Yang, he was entangled with my wife. Mr. Ou enjoyed the thrill of stepping on two boats?"

"After the divorce, we have nothing to do with each other."

Yao Yiyi in the heart a pain, but the smile on his face is more and more unremitting can hit: "Ou always reminds me that we are about to have no relationship?"

She raised her hand and drew a circle on his chest seductively, saying, "in this case, I think it's better for president ou not to touch me tonight. After all, we are about to have nothing to do with each other."

"As long as you're not divorced, you're Mrs. o, and you're obliged to meet my physiological needs."

Ou Qingheng leans over, and Yao Yiyi is closer to him.

Yao Yiyi bowed his head with a bitter smile, but when he raised his head, his face was full of smile, and his peach blossom eyes were particularly attractive. When ou Qingheng looked at such Yao Yiyi, he could not help but feel lost for a moment.

"You really look good." Ou Qingheng lost his mind and whispered.

Yao Yiyi's body was stiff, and then relaxed. He casually drew a circle in front of his chest and said, "Mr. ou, I'm not happy to talk about another woman in front of me. This will make me think that I have lost all charm in front of you. This is not good."

With that, she took ou Qingheng's neck and directly kissed it.

Ou Qingheng soon turned away from the guest, and occupied a dominant position. He was entangled with Yao Yiyi's lips and tongue, and they were inseparable from each other.

Just when ou Qingheng wanted to go further, Yao Yiyi pushed him away like a prankster child, and said with a smile: "Mr. ou, don't you mind drinking a glass of red wine to cheer you up?"

Ou Qingheng's eyes are like the wolf's lock on her body, and the voice says darkly: "good!"

Ou Qingheng strode away and came back with a bottle of 1982 wine and two goblets in his hand.

He poured Yao Yi half a glass of wine, handed it to her and said, "cheers."

“cheers。”

Yao Yiyi touched it and then shook it gently, so that the purity of the wine could be better combined with the air, and the taste would be more delicious.