"Yunshao, I don't want to drink any more."

To the third cup, Qin Ruoyu desperately grab the cup, who expected, Yunluo hand fast, has been poured. "The last one, don't waste it."

Qin Ruoyu had no choice but to drink up with the idea of no waste. Qin Ruoyu felt that his face was a little red and his body was a little hot. He thought that maybe he didn't drink a lot, so he would react if he drank a little. After dinner, ready to collect the plate, Qin Ruoyu just stood up, feel some heavy head, head a little dull, almost fell. Cloud Luo hand anxious eyes, in time to catch her. Qin Ruoyu said thank you and wanted to stand up, but Yunluo held her waist and didn't let go. "Little cloud?"

Qin Ruoyu blinks and looks at Yunluo. Because she was drunk, her beautiful eyes were very hazy and charming, and her voice was soft and charming. Yunluo bowed his head and gave her a kiss on her lips. It has a light alcohol smell, and tastes good. Yunluo can't stop going deep and sucking. Qin Ruoyu was even more dazed by the sudden kiss. Want to push away cloud Luo, but the whole body is soft, can't make the strength, want to refuse words overflow, mouth is gently low hum. The dim candlelight seems to make people more powerless. Yunluo's face is also very good-looking under the illumination of candlelight, just like a model with delicate facial features in a magazine. Yunluo is a very experienced person in love. Just one kiss makes Qin Ruoyu a little lost. When Qin Ruoyu was about to sink, "pa!"

The light suddenly came on, the whole room suddenly lit up, Qin Ruoyu also slightly awake, bit Yunluo's lip, Yunluo this just a little reluctant to let her go. Qin Ruoyu fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow. He just covered his head. When he woke up, he saw his red and swollen lips in the mirror and thought of last night. His face turned red immediately. He was evasive when he saw Yunluo. Since that night, Yunluo has a stronger interest in Qin Ruoyu. He always kisses her and hugs her whenever he can. Qin Ruoyu is cooking in the kitchen. Yunluo leans against the door to watch her for a long time. Although the food she makes is delicious, it seems that she is more delicious to him. Qin Ruoyu is busy, and he doesn't realize when Yunluo is coming. As soon as the waist was tight, warm breath came from behind the neck. Suddenly, the back was stiff, and the shovel was still holding in hand. "What's good to do?"

Yunluo put his arm around her slender waist and put his head around her neck. "Fried pork slices with zucchini."

Qin Ruoyu didn't dare to move. He replied honestly. Yunluo looked into the pot, grabbed her hand with a shovel and turned it inside: "it's going to burn."

Qin Ruoyu quickly scrambled a few times, out of the pot. After loading plate, relaxed breath, just suddenly think of, cloud little still embrace oneself behind. "Don't be surprised. Let's go and have dinner."

Yunluo kisses her neck in the back, then picks up the dish just out of the pot and goes out. Qin Ruoyu was shocked like an electric shock. He calmed down and took out the rest of the dishes. Although he was always embarrassed by Yunluo's sneak attack and hugging, he became a little used to it after many times. Sometimes, Qin Ruoyu even wondered if he was making a real joke and was not so repelled by Yunluo's kiss.