Chapter 238

Jun Ling Mou light a dark, gently patted Xia Wan Yuan's arm, "are you ok?"

Seeing that Xia Wanyuan didn't respond, junshiling was slightly close to him, and he smelled the wine with some sweet fruit aroma. Junshiling frowned and thought that Xia Wanyuan was drunk.

Release the hand that raises Xia Wanyuan's chin. Junshiling wants to get a wet towel to wipe Xia Wanyuan.

But at this time, Xia Wanyuan, who was drunk, had no consciousness at all. As soon as junshiling's hand was thrown away, Xia Wanyuan's head tilted down. Junshiling had to put her hand on the back of her head again.

At this time, Xia Wanyuan's head was lying in junshiling's big hand, and his face was particularly delicate and white. He tilted his head slightly, and his pink lips were slightly puffed up, which made him very clever.

Looking at Xia Wanyuan lying in his palm, Jun Shiling's heart moves. His hot eyes sweep Xia Wanyuan's face inch by inch. If Xia Wanyuan is sober, he will find that the temperature in his eyes seems to burn her to ashes.

For a long time, Jun Shiling sighed,

She was drunk and unconscious.

Jun Shiling always reminds himself in his heart.

Finally, he managed to suppress the burning fire in his heart. Junshiling held her head, let her lean on her shoulder, and put her hand around her waist to keep her from moving.

It seems to have calmed down at last. Junshiling loosened his tie and finally relaxed a little.

But before long, Xia Wanyuan's eyebrows frowned a little.

The aftereffect of the wine was great, and the heat came. Xia Wanyuan just wanted to find a cool place to lean on.

Junshiling was just relieved when Xia Wanyuan in his arms suddenly moved.

They were very close to each other. Xia Wanyuan's proud radian on his chest stuck to junshiling. Just a moment later, it aroused the flames of junshiling.

Xia Wanyuan was released from the control of the hand, holding the waist of Jun Shiling, unconsciously groping everywhere.

Red lips stick to the ear of Jun Shiling, "it's so hot."

Jun Shiling clenched his teeth. At this time, he didn't see any temperature in his eyes, but it was more profound and unpredictable. He raised Xia Wanyuan's face and stared at Xia Wanyuan's blurred eyes.

"Who am I?" Jun Shiling asked, his voice was extremely hoarse.

Xia Wanyuan squinted and did not respond.

"Who am I?" Junshiling asked again, as if he had to ask for an answer.

Xia Wanyuan vaguely saw a familiar fuzzy figure in front of him. The tip of his nose was the cold rosin that he used to smell every day.

It's hard to guess? Xia Wanyuan tilted his head and gave a smile, as if he was a little proud. The light in his eyes was even brighter than the star river full of skirt.

"Junshiling." Xia Wanyuan said a soft, voice just fell, the cold rosin will be overwhelming toward himself.

Drunk Xia Wanyuan is extremely clever, and from the unconscious trust of this cold rosin, Xia Wanyuan not only does not hide behind, but obediently hugs junshiling in front of him, and his whole body is soft in junshiling's arms.

Junshiling, who was still tasting the bright red cherries, was excited by her whole-heartedness. She gave up the sweet cherries and knocked on Xia Wanyuan's teeth.

Junshi mausoleum is like a king who inspects his own territory. It aggressively sweeps every corner of Xiawan Yuankou,

Bite, grind, sweep,

Xia Wanyuan was confused. He felt his tongue was numb and thirsty, so he unconsciously stretched out his tongue. The power of aggression stopped for a moment, and then he became excited, as if it was ten times more violent than before.

I don't know how long it took to realize that Xia Wanyuan was out of breath. Junshiling finally exhausted all his self-control and withdrew from the sweet fragrance.

At this time, Xia Wanyuan is lying in junshiling's hand. Her lips are bright red and swollen. She has lost a lot of lipstick, but her bright red doesn't fade at all. It's like a fiery red rose drenched by rain, which exudes the charming charm of Camellia.

Xia Wanyuan, with his eyes closed, took away the coolness in his eyes. His long eyelashes drooped. He didn't know what he had dreamt of. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised. He rubbed himself in junshiling's hands and found a suitable place.

When the emperor saw Xia Wanyuan for a long time, he suddenly lost his smile and said, "it's good to bully."

There are thousands of stars in the eyes of junshiling, with the deepest love, the softest smile, orchid and jade trees, snow flowing, but it's a pity that no one can see such a grand scene.

After pinning Xia Wanyuan's hair behind his ears, Xia Wanyuan held junshiling's waist and put his head in junshiling's arms.

Junshiling looked down at Xia Wanyuan, who trusted him wholeheartedly. His eyes were warm and moist. "Stupid woman."

The car finally arrived at the manor, but the driver didn't dare to get out of the car and open the door, shivering in the driver's seat.

What, between men and women, love to thick place, he as a professional driver, he knows, this time is absolutely not to disturb! After all, it's the golden rice bowl of your family.

But not long after the parking, junshiling knocked on the partition. The driver got off the bus and saw junshiling and Xia Wanyuan in neat clothes. There was a strange regret in the driver's eyes.

Junshiling picked Xia Wanyuan up and went into the room. The servants quickly met him.

"Go and clean up the second bedroom." Xia Wanyuan drank wine, not suitable to sleep with Jun Yin.

When junshiling took Xia Wanyuan to the second bed, the house had been cleaned up by the servants. Junshiling put Xia Wanyuan on the bed and waited for her to change her pajamas.

Holding back his servant, he pulled a quilt to cover her and watched Xia Wanyuan's obedient sleeping face for a while. Junshiling got up and prepared to go to the master bedroom to sleep with Xiaobao.

But as soon as he turned around, his arm was pulled. Junshiling looked back and saw that Xia Wanyuan was holding his sleeve,

"You won't let me go." When you smile, drunk Xia Wanyuan seems to be particularly sticky.

As soon as he opened the quilt and lay on it, Xia Wanyuan hugged junshiling's waist and found the best position in junshiling's arms.

With a smile in his eyes, junshiling holds Xia Wanyuan in his arms. The quilt is warm. Their body temperature permeates each other through their thin clothes.

Junshi mausoleum reached out and turned off the light. Suddenly, Xia Wanyuan, who was in the dark, was more close to Junshi mausoleum.

Although the lamp was turned off, junshiling could imagine Xia Wanyuan's face, soft and sticky, and his heart was melted.

Lowering his head and kissing Xia Wanyuan on the forehead, Xia Wanyuan came closer to him.

"How easy to bully." Junshiling leaned against Xia Wanyuan and laughed, but there was no other action. He hugged Xia Wanyuan and went to sleep peacefully.