"Let, I, come ......" Xia Yu orange demon curled the corners of his mouth at him, threw him down on the bed, and pressed him to kiss those scratches.

"Does it hurt?" she asked in a low voice.

"It hurts......" Feng Hao enjoyed her initiative to the fullest, smirking evilly and pointing to his chest, "It hurts here, too." ”

The delicate lips moved to the place of his heart, and the soft and warm touch through the thin fabric made his body tense and painful.

He stroked her silky black hair with one hand, and held her soft palm with the other.

"It hurts here, too," his voice was low and hoarse, leading her hand slowly downward.

Xia Yucheng struggled away, propped himself up, turned to the side and said with a smile: "It hurts you!"

Feng Hao turned his head to look at her face as ashamed as a red apple, moved his body and pillowed on her lap, pulling her little hand over her eyes.

Xia Yucheng lowered his head and carefully stroked his face, eyebrows, feet, and forehead with his other hand......

The bright sunlight spilled from the lattice window to the corner of the room, forming a halo of light, and time seemed to stand still, making people's hearts tranquil with a little strange feelings.

After a long time, leaning down, she kissed his forehead, and just wanted to look up, but he reached out and hooked his neck......

After a while, the man was obviously not satisfied, got up and pressed her, hugged her tightly as if he was crazy, and kissed her fiercely......

……

At night, the old town seems to be more lively than during the day.

Some of the tourists are hanging out, some are stopping by small shops, some are in bars, and they are intoxicated with the town.

On the stone pavement on the side of the street, the old-fashioned street lights are dim, creating a romantic environment for the young couples sitting under the street lamps.

After having dinner at the hotel and strolling through the streets, Xia Yucheng's hand was tightly held in the palm of his hand by the wind.

In such a good atmosphere, with this man, her mood is peaceful, happy, happy, and happy......

He took her to a bar and sat down by the window.

In the bar, a band is playing a light-hearted jazz tune, while outside the window, the stars are shining brightly and the lights are dim......

"I want to have some wine. Xia Yucheng looked out the window at the quiet night and whispered.

I know that she can drink, but under normal circumstances, Feng Hao does not allow her to drink. But tonight, the night seems to be so beautiful that I really need some good wine to cheer it up.

Feng Hao called the waiter, and after some communication, asked for a bottle of the most expensive 94-year-old Eagle Song wine in the bar and some snacks.

"This wine must be very expensive, right?" Xia Yucheng looked at the red wine that the waiter brought over.

"Miss, this is the most expensive wine in our bar, and it can be called the wine of the town!" the waiter elegantly set the crystal goblets and poured them wine.

Xia Yucheng raised the glass and shook it gently, the rose-colored liquor swayed inside the glass, refracting a beautiful light in the light.

"How much is this wine?" she asked.

"Miss, this is a 94-year-old Eagle Singing Wine, 58,000 yuan each!"

"Ahem......" Xia Yucheng, who had just taken a sip of wine, choked suddenly, Feng Hao quickly got up, patted her back while handing her a tissue, and glanced at the mouthy waiter with displeasure.

The waiter was frightened by the cold gaze, and quickly nodded and rushed away.

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