Chapter 1197： Name the event kiss

Several people couldn't help but look at him more.

Luo Fei smiled and said, "Well, brother-in-law, let's go eat first."

Several people walked out laughing and making noise.

The brother-in-law whispered softly in his ear, and the pace of sealing the string was light.

When he came to the door, he knocked softly.

Qian Miao was facing his back to sort out the drawings on the table, and looked back at the sound.

The expression is a little childlike innocence: "Drinking."

"Drink a little." Feng Xian approached slowly, took off his coat and skimmed his drunk.

Qianmiao looked at the man approaching and frowned slightly: "It's not a bit."

He was drinking well and his eyes were slightly dizzy at this time.

The man suddenly approached, holding the table behind her waist with his hands, his handsome face pressed down, his tall nose touched her slightly, his eyes overflowed with a somewhat flattering smile, and his voice was slightly greedy: "Talking about cooperation, fifteen glasses, wine It's a bit strong."

Qian Miao looked at the man in front of him, his body was slightly drunk, but he didn't feel annoying. His eyes were a little drunk, but the whole person was not obviously drunk.

His eyes were sometimes closed and sometimes opened, and if his face brushed her cheeks seemingly, he didn't say a word, but he breathed the smell of her greedily.

The slight touch aroused the heat in Qianmiao's body.

She leaned back and asked him, "Would you like to drink water?"

The man shook his head faintly, with a slight smile at the corner of his lips, with a fascinating taste.

In the next second, Qianmiao felt her waist tighten, and hung her feet in the air, before being hugged by him, she placed it on the table and sat.

His face was pressed down and pressed against her ear.

"Let me hug for a while."

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, a little tired, heavy, and a little bit coquettish, his arms gently hugged her.

Qianmiao's heartbeat missed a beat.

She didn't know where to put her hands, naturally hanging down, but her fingers clasped the edge of the table.

Suddenly, the man's face came in front of his eyes, and those black eyes were like shiny black mudstones, staring at her closely.

After blinking, the cool softness pressed against her lips, mixing with his breath. Gently and slowly touched like a mountain stream, flowing slowly.

A sense of numbness quickly spread from her lips to her whole body, and peach blossom eyes were filled with surprise.

Slowly, this surprise was pressed down by her eyelids, becoming submissive and enjoying.

The wine he drank was brandy.

In the laboratory, there are several finished robots, one is Xuanshi, one is Bayi, and two are Jingyun's top products.

They are all working. At this time, except Bayi, the other three robots closed their eyes.

Several wavy blue lines flashed in Bayi's eyes, judging the scene before him, naming the incident a kiss, and then storing it in the memory chip.

Two minutes later, Feng Xian looked at the girl in her arms, her face flushed slightly, like a tempting peach jelly, which made people want to take a bite.

And he really did that, one bite, another bite.

He had a taste of his marrow, and he lowered his head and pecked her lips, thinking that he would kiss again for the last time, but he became addicted, and slowly turned into a lingering kiss.

But this time, Qian Mian turned his face away, the blush on his face faded a little, his eyes became serious, as if he had detected some important news, and he did not pay attention to his face: "Yu Man is here. I can smell her."

He frowned lightly: "Ignore it."

It fell with a faint sound, and the thin lips pressed down again.