Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“He's not drunk. What antidote?” Seasonal warmth didn't even look at Qin Shiting, his eyes crossed the tall leg of Qin Shiting in front of him and looked at the man in the card bag sofa.

Her eyes swept over the exposed woman beside him, just a faint glance. The woman sensed the relationship between the season warmth and the depth of the ink scene with her sixth instinct. She looked back at her with a provocative look.

Qin Shiting thought that the seasonal warmth would rage, and the seasonal warmth did not lose its calm.

Mo Jingdeep doesn't seem completely awake. Qin Shiting did order a lot of wine here today, but a man who was half drunk and half awake made him look even colder and lazy. The black shirt on his chest unbuckled several buttons, and the liquor seller sitting beside him looked into his collar from time to time obsessed.

Qin Shiting was able to save people's lives, but he couldn't save people's feelings. He glanced at the warmth of the season and suddenly raised his hand when he saw the warmth of the season. He suddenly said: "Season warm, what can I say when I leave here later? The people here are so cluttered, bear with me, don't be impulsive. ”

Ji Wen smiled and pushed Qin Shiting's hand away, his eyes still looked at Mo Jing Deep, and then looked at the woman in the exposed clothes who sat beside him constantly squeezing around him: “Mo Jing Deep, you are such a bad way to practise yourself really opens people's eyes, I have always had a sample, do you like this way? ”

When he heard the words of Seasonal Warm, Qin Shiting frowned and instantly saw Seasonal Warm take a step backwards, unbuttoning the buttons directly in front of Ink's depth of view and his face directly in the middle above the dress.

Her dress is a V-neck with a round button under the collar that instantly turns an intelligent, beautiful white dress into sex. The deep V-length dress, a change in a button, reveals the groove on her chest in front of many people.

Qin Shiting turned his eyes directly away. Mo Jing deeply held the hand of the glass cup owner. He also gripped without a trace for a moment. His cold eyes looked at the warmth of the season and instantly became much shady.

Seasonal warmth didn't say much, just looking at him calmly and indifferently, the tone prolonged, the voice slowly said: “You know what's the first lady in Haicheng? ”

The moment I saw a man's eyes as dark as ink, the warm face of the season was almost seduced. Sexy... sensual laughter.

The four words of the first lady have never had any compliments in the warm eyes of the season. Instead, they are highly derogatory.

Much comes from the famous men who have heard of her and met her, and more from the men who she has rejected in cold blood.

The so-called first lady looks beautiful and has an absolute temptation. The fairy who seduces men's capital, but because no one really knows her, no one has really been in contact with her for too long, everyone thinks she's probably proud of her bones. Shake, it looks like it is very lonely, but there are no stability factors inherent in it. The first four words of the lady contain the same proportion of praise and irony.

It's not very nice for the warmth of the season.

This was the impression that the season was warm for everyone.

She sealed herself in the night of her rebirth, but released herself at this moment.

Seasonal warmth unraveled her hair and the long, wave-like hair that was held high behind her head spread behind her. Seasonal warmth was noticeable enough when it first appeared. The action attracted the attention of countless men.

She leaned down slightly, the deep V neck outlined the contour of her chest enough to make her nosebleed, picked up a bottle of brandy on the table and poured it into the glass beside her, then held the cup in her hand and played with it, put it in a gentle sip on her lips, then blinked her eyes, seemed confused and seductive to the men behind her: “Am I missing some ice in this glass...”

“I'll get it for you! ”

“Waiter, get the ice over here! ”

“Who is this? I can't believe I saw such a beautiful girl in a place like this...”

Seasonal warm eyes smiled like silk, looked at the men, then put the glass in his hand and swayed gently, until several people grabbed a few pieces of ice from the ice bucket in Waiter's hand who had just rushed in, took the cup and fought for it before pouring it into her cup. One of the men rushed over to her fastest, succeeded in giving her the ice, Seasonal warm smiled at him, held the square cup in one hand, the other hand grabbed the man's chin, red lips opened slightly, lazy said: “Thank you ~”

The man's bones seemed to suffocate instantly. Seasonal warmth bit his red lips again, smiled and shook the cup in his hand. He said slowly: "I don't know how much wine I have, I don't know how many degrees of brandy this is. After drinking this cup, there shouldn't be any problems? ”

“No, no, you drink! This bottle is only 40 degrees! ”

“Wrong, the bottle on the coffee table doesn't look eye-catching. It's a full 50-degree brandy. It's not expensive, but the number of brandies is very strong. If you don't drink well, don't drink it...”

“It's all right, miss. You can have as much as you want. How about I buy you one? ”

There are more and more men around, and the warm face of the season is sex. Sensual demon. The gorgeous half is pure looking at the square cup in your hand: “It's hard to see a brandy with such a high degree. It's also said that the price is not low. If you don't taste it, it's a terrible thing. Besides, it's not easy for the girls who sell wine around the pub right now. Since they've bought it, they won't give it much face without drinking it...”

She put the glass on her lips and gently sipped it, leaving a bright shine on her lips, because the man had just gotten her a little too much ice in the glass, and she gently bit up an ice cube at the mouth of the glass and used her tongue again. Tick gently.

In that instant, her breath fluctuated around her, and she turned to the depth of the ink scene sitting on the sofa to his deep, murderous eyes.

A pair of eyes that seemed to be hidden in a smoky, foggy mood, Seasonal Warm let go of the man who had been in love with her fingertips and stayed on her chin, instead holding on to the coffee table with one hand, looking down at the man sitting on the couch.

Because of this angle, the curvature of the season's warm chest is even more attractive, although it doesn't reveal anything that shouldn't be revealed, and it's just the right temptation. People.

Mo Jing looked at her with a cool eye, holding her hand on the square cup, motionless, but the cup body almost showed signs of breaking.

Qin Shiting had lost sight of it. He had already turned his face elsewhere. At this point, he simply crossed his body. A pair of faces had nothing to do with me.