The man stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Qingli into his waist.
"Fortunately, otherwise, this king will be unhappy."
"Go, go to my box."
Ye Qingli said lazily.
Then, the two people clung to each other like this, swaying and walking upstairs, leaving Rong Zhi completely there.
She froze there unconsciously for a long time before turning back to look at Changfeng.
"Who is this……"
"Well."
Changfeng shut his mouth wisely.
"Miss Rong, would you like to sit with me in another box?"
Changfeng is sure that if anyone goes to the room to disturb and yell at this time, he will definitely be thrown out directly by the tyrant.
Therefore, he still silently put a little transparent on the side.
The two quickly walked into the room, and Jun Aohan waved his sleeve directly, and the door closed tightly.
The two men hugged each other almost instantaneously, and then sucked each other's lips similarly to greed, as if to integrate themselves into each other's body.
From his extremely greedy actions, Ye Qingli can feel his strong attachment to his body ...
This makes her a little bit proud.
"But it's just two or three days I haven't seen it. Should I be so enthusiastic?"
"You haven't seen one day for this king, like the third autumn ..."
Jun Aohan said very affectionately in her ear.
Coupled with his magnetic voice, this kind of love that makes every woman blush and heartbeat when she hears it.
From his mouth, it seemed so natural.
Anyway, the compartments of the Rongs Auction House are very tight.
Except for a window, which is controlled by the owner of the box and can be seen from the outside, the rest are completely sealed, no matter what they do inside, no one bothers.
Therefore, Ye Qingli ignored the image and lay directly on the Jin couch, leaning on Jun Aohan's arms.
"I don't like this thing, pick it up."
Ye Qingli raised her hand and took off the black towel on Jun Aohan's face.
However, what was revealed was a very ordinary face.
"You actually still have this mask ..."
Ye Qingli rubbed gently on his face.
The mask and face are very tightly combined, delicate and smooth, and no strangeness is seen.
"of course."
Jun Aohan said seriously.
"This is a mask made by Qingli in my house."
"Ben Wang has vowed that he will definitely guard my glass like jade, so how can I not bring this thing when I come out?"
Ye Qingli couldn't help but flutter, and laughed.
"Do you think that you are still the same guy who can attract butterflies everywhere?"
"You are now, but the famous Yunjia waste wood young master."
"Except for a small white face, there is no place worthy of praise."
Ye Qingli pinched Jun Aohan's cheek very evilly.
"Let's just follow the girl, let the girl support you, and later, you can eat spicy and spicy."
"I see, you girl is really getting bolder now."
Jun Aohan's domineering side leaked Ye Qingli down under him.
"It's not good to show the male dignity of Ben Wang, you will soon forget what Ben Wang's surname is ..."
The two had been rolling here for a long time until their clothes became messy, and then there was a loud noise outside.