Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

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Every year, Ting's brain was stunned, and he wanted to die.

He thought that the most embarrassing time in his life was when he was embraced by Princess Lausanne.

But although he was drunk seven points today, he has been drinking well and his head is dizzy, but his consciousness is still sober.

But when he came in, he pretended to be very drunk, and then suddenly regained consciousness, and she would be pierced by her.

No more face, at this moment can only come daringly.

Lausanne walked to the door with a hard hold of the average Ting, and he exhausted all his strength.

She now regrets that she should not hold the princess.

Overestimate yourself.

"Is this guy heavier than a few dozen pounds, as heavy as a pig," Lausanne muttered, anyway, he was drunk, and the drunken man might not remember what happened tonight.

"I...I'm not heavy..."

The average annual Ting magnetic hoarse voice is a bit childish, "How can I be heavy, I am the most perfect figure, there is not much meat, a lot of meat."

Lausanne murmured, "I'm so narcissistic when I'm drunk, really drunk or fake drunk."

Every year Ting gave a sigh in her heart and spewed a sip of alcohol on her, "Of course I am... not drunk, I am spirited...well, I can come again... ten bottles."

"Just blow it," Lausanne put his teeth hard on the big bed, but due to the excessive force, he was pulled into his chest around the body.

In addition to the smell of wine, he also has the taste of male hormones.

Her face became hot and she got up hurriedly, but Nian Junting wrapped her tightly like an octopus.

Even her long legs hung on her waist, and she murmured dumbly in her mouth: "Don't go, Lolo, I can't bear you."

Lausanne almost collapsed when he saw the two of them in this posture.

Ting Jiao was under her, she pressed on him, her hands were on his cheeks, and his two long legs were around her.

Although she had not experienced that kind of thing, she would not be so pure that she knew nothing.

Isn't this the kind of posture between men and women?

But only the position changed, she was up, he was down.

He was really drunk.

Otherwise, how proud he could bear this posture of being a female.

"You let me go first, I'm next to you," Lausanne coaxed like a kid.

"I don't let go, I want to hold you to sleep," Ting Ting hugged her neck, her eyes like dark stars.

Lausanne's heart beat faster and his blush turned strawberry-colored.

She finally understood why so many men were unable to resist when women caught their necks from below.

It turned out that the picture of being caught by a man's neck was quite attractive.

Especially the man under him is so handsome and thirsty.

Usually high above, but now full of arrogance and cute.

"Don't make trouble, I'm your sister. How can you hold me to sleep," Lausanne thought badly and tricked him. "You called me Sang before."

Annual average Ting: "..."

This woman is really bad enough, when he drank silly.

When did he call Sister Sang?

Wasn’t that Xiao screaming.

"Lolo...you lied to me, although I was drunk...but you are my woman...I remember clearly..." Ting Jiao turned over every year and pressed her under him suddenly.

Lausanne froze, his body moved, trying to sit up, but his legs were heavy like huge stones.

Finished, she is stealing the chicken without killing the rice.