Ye Feixiang looked at Qian Bingtong, the figure in front of him shook a little, and he smiled: "Then you can't throw it away when you drink it, what a pity, right?"
Qian Bingtong had never drunk before, but she saw that Ye Feixiang was obviously drunk, gritted her teeth, picked up the cup and drank it all, just after drinking, she only felt a bitter taste in her mouth.
Her delicate brows furrowed: "I drank it, you can go back now" Ye Feixiang nodded: "Okay, I should go back."
He got up, obviously unsteady and staggering.
Qian Bingtong immediately supported him, and then spoke: "You are drunk." ” Ye Feixiang smiled: "I'm not drunk, how can I be drunk?"
Qian Bingtong helped him out of the bar, and then spoke: "Teacher Ye, where is your home?"
Ye Feixiang's body almost fell, Qian Bingtong gritted his teeth and supported him, and asked again: "Teacher Ye, where is your home?"
Ye Feixiang smiled: "Where is home, what is home?"
Qian Bingtong groped through his pocket and found a key, on which was written: Beiyuan 602, Beiyuan Community is very close to Qian Bingtong's home.
Qian Bingtong took a taxi, and then raced Ye Feixiang into it.
Qian Bingtong looked at Ye Feixiang's drunken appearance and said, "What is it that makes you drink so much?"
Ye Feixiang didn't hear her speak.
Qian Bingtong helped Ye Feixiang to the elevator and came to room 602, after opening the door, he helped Ye Feixiang to his bedroom, although Qian Bingtong is not petite, but after all, she is a sixteen-year-old girl.
Ye Feixiang was tall and big, and he tired Qian Bingtong half to death.
Qian Bingtong wanted to put Ye Feixiang on the bed, but as a result, his body also fell on the bed with him, Ye Feixiang pounced directly on her, and his chin was placed in the middle of her chest.
It's embarrassing.
Qian Bingtong also drank a glass of wine, her head was dizzy, her face was red like a drop of blood, she used all her strength to push Ye Feixiang away, but she finally pushed it away, and just sat up.
Her slender waist was wrapped around one arm, and she lay straight on the bed.
Ye Feixiang turned over and pressed on her again, his eyes were red, looking at Qian Bingtong's blood-red face, the hot blood began to slowly concentrate in one place, and his eyes gradually deepened when he looked at her.
But.
He looked at Qian Bingtong s face and slowly turned into Ye Zimu, and his heart was even more painful, why, why do you keep thinking about Luo Xiaochan He was angry, he wanted to punish him, punish him severely His hand was on Qian Bingtong's chest, and his fanatical heart was beating wildly as if he was about to jump out from under his strong chest muscles, Ye Zimu, I will kill you hard Qian Bingtong panicked, and put his hands against his chest: "Teacher Ye, what do you want to do?"
Ye Feixiang only had Ye Zimu in his eyes, as if he saw it, Ye Zimu said in a panic: "Brother, what do you want to do?"
He looked at him with two burning eyes, hooking the corners of his lips: "Brother wants to stick you." ” Qian Bingtong listened to this sentence, her whole body became hot, she was sixteen years old, and she already knew the meaning of this sentence.
She turned out to be a little longing, the book said that it is happy to give her body to the person she loves the most She didn't resist anymore, she lay quietly under him, her eyes looking at Ye Feixiang's deep bye, his eyes looking at her hot.
Is he thinking about himself?
He doesn't like himself too Ye Feixiang frantically took off Qian Bingtong's clothes one after another, leaving only his bra and underwear, his eyes stared at the snow-white skin in front of him like a wolf, looking at the pair on his chest.
His head was already confused, and he couldn't tell whether it was Ye Zimu or Qian Bingtong, he had always loved his younger brother deeply, but he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he tortured himself like that for a girl He split his mouth, then rudely ripped off Qian Bingtong's underwear with both hands, kissed Qian Bingtong's cherry lips with his mouth, and pressed her chest against her softness.
Do you want to resist Qian Bingtong's thoughts were a little messy, do you want to resist oshow7 t1706231537: