Li Qinghuan came back to his senses from a trance, "Hanchen, what do you want to do?" ”

A panic swept over in an instant. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

Ye Hanchen carried her back to her bedroom directly and kicked the door behind him.

The body was thrown heavily on the bed, and it was bounced twice, but before Li Qinghuan could react, Ye Hanchen's heavy body was pressed down.

Fine, dense kisses fall like raindrops.

Li Qinghuan was resisting all over, she kept twisting her head, resisting, resisting his closeness......

"Don't, Hanchen...... Don't ......"

The man turned a deaf ear, and the hot kiss gradually moved down and landed on her collarbone.

Tossing and turning, nibbling gently.

Li Qinghuan felt the breath of danger coming, she rubbed her hands wildly, grabbed a mobile phone, and slammed it towards Ye Hanchen's head.

For a moment, the air seemed to stand still.

Even time has frozen.

On Ye Hanchen's forehead, scarlet blood flowed down and crawled all over his face.

He didn't move, propped himself up on top of hers, and just stared at her with a cold gaze.

The well-informed gaze clearly hid the turbulent undercurrent, but it didn't let her know half of it.

"Hanchen, you don't want to be like this."

Li Qinghuan fled from under him in embarrassment, and she quickly hid in the bathroom and locked the door.

There was a click, a crisp lock.

Clearly passed into Ye Hanchen's ears, he hooked his lips and smiled, his smile was cold and warm.

Li Qinghuan, who was hiding in the bathroom, turned on the faucet and kept washing his face.

Ye Hanchen's kiss just now, the temperature seemed to be still on the skin.

Can't wipe it off, can't wash it off.

She looked up, water droplets fell down on her wet face, and she raised her eyes to look at herself in the mirror.

She snorted.

…………

The official residence of the Mu family.

Joan struggled to lift the drunk man up and let him lean into her arms.

Holding the hangover soup in one hand, pinching his jaw with the other, forcing him to open his mouth, "Big watermelon, if you are disobedient, I will beat you!" ”

Qiao An threatened the unconscious Mu Jingxi in a vicious voice, "If you are disobedient in the future, I will strip you naked and let you go to the park ~ naked ~ run!" ”

Facing the lethal Mu Jingxi, Qiao An found that he had more bad tastes and emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Holding the hangover soup, he brought it to his lips, "First, open your mouth obediently and drink the hangover soup." Otherwise, I'll strip you naked right now and let Li Qinghuan do it to you. ”

The man seemed to be extremely uncomfortable, snorted, twisted his head, and leaned against her warm neck.

The hot breath sprayed on her delicate skin, bringing a small channel of electricity.

Qiao An was caught off guard, she trembled lightly, and hurriedly pushed away the man leaning on her, "Damn, don't forget to eat tofu when you're drunk." ”

However, just as her words fell, Mu Jingxi ...... Spit up.

Spit up Joan's body.

Stiff.

Astound.

Unbelievable!

It wasn't until the sour smell rushed straight to Qiao An that Qiao An broke down and shouted, "Mu Jingxi, you bastard!" I'll kill you! ”

The maid, who heard the movement, hurriedly pushed the door in, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she was frightened, "Miss Qiao...... This......? ”

Joan turned her head and wanted to cry without tears, "Come and save me...... It's dirty. ”

There was a rush of war.

Jo Ann was finally rescued by the maid, and in the bathroom, Jo Ann was eager to wash off a layer of skin that had been stained with vomit.