Untie the shirt button, roll up the sleeves of Jun Mo Han, less the usual cold and serious spirit, more lazy and gorgeous, burning like tea, full of temptation and bewitching charm.

It's a sensual visual stimulation.

Even though Feng Sujin is a little drunk, she is almost drooling under the stimulation of the charming senses in front of her.

She almost forgot everything, only the people in front of her eyes, she almost swallowed.

Ears and just around the cool voice, the heart strings are moved with violent vibration.

"Ah Jin, tell me, do you want me or wine?"

Feng Sujin is intoxicated and bewitched. It seems that all the people she yearns for are the people in front of her. She starts to pull Jun Mohan's shirt and kiss her lips.

Jun Mohan sits still and looks at the eager Feng Sujin like this.

In his eyes, the light is dim, charming, flickering, passing by the dark light. He wants to swallow everything like a whirlpool, but he sits still without any action.

Feng Sujin kisses Jun Mohan casually, but she doesn't want what she wants, and she doesn't know what she wants. Just because the people in front of her don't move, she is almost crying

"Well..."

It seems that Feng Sujin is very aggrieved. She reaches for the meat on Jun Mohan's body.

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's eager to cry and held back his heartache and continued to ask, "ah Jin, tell me, what do you want, wine or something?"

Today, she was drunk for others, and even cried like this. He really wanted to punish her.

However, I don't know whether to punish her or himself. How much self-control can he use now to resist this heartache. Silly girl, it really won't make him worry, but it also makes him feel helpless.

Feng Sujin's kisses have no rules and regulations, but they also stir up the passion of Jun Mo's cold body.

He held Feng Sujin's hand and stopped letting her move. "Tell me, what do you want?"

Feng Sujin could not touch the beautiful scenery in front of her eyes, so she cried in a hurry You bully me You all bullied me Wuwu...... "

This meeting, the wind Su Jin's tears flowed out, the pear blossom carries the rain, arouses the human heart to pity.

Jun Mohan sighed helplessly, and clearly wanted to punish her. At last, he punished him. His heart ached badly. He lowered his head and kissed Feng Sujin's eyes, and kissed away her tears. "Darling, don't cry, don't bully you."

When fengsujin is suffering from grievance, she instinctively cries out the voice of heart dependence, "Mohan, Mohan..."

Jun Mohan listens to her whispering her name unconsciously. The softest part of her heart is hit, and his voice becomes more and more deep and clear, "darling, ah Jin, I am here, here."

Feng Sujin opens her eyes and looks at her enlarged face. She looks down at her sexy chest. Although she is a bit confused, she has instinctive desire.

She continued to close her lips and kiss.

"Do you want it?"

"Ink cold, want husband..."

These words make Jun Mohan can't keep calm any more. He looks at the troublemaker's hands, and then at her charming appearance of pear blossom with rain. He takes a hard breath.

"Ah Jin, look at how I love you."

In a word, Jun Mohan doesn't hesitate any more, grabs Feng Sujin's hand, kisses the dense falling, like a storm

Feng Sujin's whole body is hot and uncomfortable. She doesn't know what she wants. She only knows that her heart is uncomfortable and she needs to grasp everything in front of her.