part2 Drunk (h)

Su Qing opened the door and saw two tall and slender figures - Yu Sheng and Yi Xiangshu.

Yi Xiangshu is the general manager of his company and serves as the best man at the wedding. So she remembered him and saw Yu Sheng on his shoulders.

"Sister-in-law, Asheng didn't know what medicine he took the wrong two days. He was trying to pull me to work overtime. He was drinking like crazy tonight. I helped you bring people back. I don't care about the rest—"

Yi Xiangshu hooked a pair of peach blossom eyes, pushed the hot potato forward with a smile, and immediately threw his hands and left.

Yu Sheng's tall and straight body fell heavily towards her. Although she was tall, she was not strong enough to catch him at all. She staggered back a few steps and grabbed the cabinet next to her to stabilize the two.

He smelled of alcohol, and his shirt was slightly wrinkled. She stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder with difficulty, panting slightly, feeling the feng shui turns. He only took care of her sick last night, and tonight she will take care of him who is drunk. "I can't hold you back, so use your strength."

Yu Sheng heard someone talking to him and tried to open his eyes. After being drunk, his eyes were deep and quiet, like two bottomless pools.

He stared at the person in front of him laboriously, as if he was recognizing it carefully. Then she struggled to stabilize herself, and when she saw this, she moved the two of them slightly and let him lean against the shoe cabinet next to them. Seeing that he could stand alone, she went over to close the door.

Just as he closed the door and turned around, he suddenly swept in, hugged the back of her head with his palms, and pressed her hard to the door. The coat she casually draped over her body fell to the ground, leaving only the thin nightdress.

Then his cool lips covered hers and kissed her delicately and tenderly. But he was not satisfied, and flexibly dragged her pink tongue out, teasing slowly and rubbing his lips and teeth.

Su Qing had never seen him drunk, not even at a wedding. So, how did she know that he would go crazy when he was drunk?

He kissed for a long time, and she was almost suffocated by the lack of oxygen, and his breath was full of his drunken breath.

He still hasn't let go. After thinking about it, she could only reach out and pinched the soft flesh around his waist.

In pain, he released her lips and looked up at her.

Startled, she looked into his lustful eyes.

His eyes were deep and cold, but the lust that devoured her seemed to be swallowing her up, wrapping her tightly.

Being stared at by his warm and scorching gaze, she felt that he was very dangerous now. She just wanted to step back, but found that there was no way to go back.

He leaned down and buried himself in the crevice of her neck. The neckline of her nightgown was relatively low, revealing a large white neck and an eye-catching collarbone. Her skin was as fair as fat, and she could faintly see light blue blood vessels. He narrowed his eyes and bit down slightly as if in revenge—

She felt a slight tingling from her sensitive neck to her heart, her teeth digging into her skin. He tasted a little blood, loosened his teeth, and licked her laceration comfortably with his soft, moist tongue.

And then down...

Yu Sheng's drunken eyes were blurred, her blood-stained lips nibbled along her sexy collarbone, and she pulled down the neckline of her half-open skirt.

He clasped her slender waist with one hand, and her white and tender breasts were half exposed, and her round breasts were even more exposed. Her two hands of honey milk are not particularly plump, they are only enough for him to hold one in each hand. Accompanied by her rapid breathing, an intoxicating curve rippled.

He sucked the red nipple with great patience until he stood tall and proud. She let out an uncomfortable voice and wanted to push him away, but he was hard to shake, and he was even more arrogant and rascal when he was drunk.

Thinking of what my mother-in-law said to her yesterday—is it time to think about the child.

Perhaps this is an opportunity.

Then, with a sigh, she stretched out her hands silently, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled the distance between them.