Chapter 1197

Several people couldn't help but look at him more.

Luo Fei smiled and said, "Okay, brother-in-law, let's go to have dinner first."

A few people walked out laughing and making noise.

The brother-in-law echoed gently in his ears, and Fengxian's steps were light.

When he arrived at the door, he knocked softly.

Qianmiao was tidying up the drawings on the table with his back to him, and looked back at him when he heard the sound.

The expression was a little childlike innocence: "You've drunk."

"I drank a little." Feng Xian walked slowly, took off his coat, and swept away the smell of alcohol.

Qianmiao looked at the man approaching and frowned slightly: "Not a little bit."

He has a good alcohol tolerance and his eyes are slightly drunk at this time.

The man suddenly approached, holding the table behind her waist with his hands, pressing down his handsome face, his tall nose touched her slightly, his eyes filled with a pleasing smile, and his voice was slightly drunk: "Discussing cooperation, fifteen cups, the wine is a bit intense."

Qianmiao looked at the man in front of him, with a slight smell of alcohol all over his body, but he didn't feel annoyed. His eyes were a little drunk, but he didn't have a noticeable drunkenness.

His eyes were sometimes closed and sometimes opened, and his face brushed across her cheeks as if nothing had happened, without saying a word, but he was breathing the smell of her body greedily.

The slight touch aroused the heat in Qianmiao's body.

She leaned back and asked him, "Do you want to drink water?"

The man shook his head lightly, holding a smile on the corner of his lips, with a bit of charm.

The next second, Qianmiao felt his waist tightening, and then his feet were suspended in the air, and he was held and placed on the table and sat on the table.

His face pressed down and pressed against her ear.

"Miaomiao."

"Um?"

"Let me hold it for a while."

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, a little tired, heavy, and a little coquettish. His arms were gently hugging her.

Qianmiao's heartbeat missed a beat.

Her hands were not sure where to put them, and she hung naturally, but her fingers were pressed against the edge of the table.

Suddenly, the man's face came to his eyes? The ink-colored eyes looked like a shiny black stone? Staring at her tightly.

After blinking, a slightly cool soft feeling was pressed on her lips? Mixed with his breath. It touched gently and slowly like a stream in the mountains? It flowed slowly.

A numbness spread rapidly from her lips to her whole body, and Taohua's eyes were filled with surprise.

Slowly? This surprise was pressed down by her eyelids and became obedient? Enjoy.

The wine he drank was brandy.

In the laboratory, several finished robots were placed, one was the Hanging Color and the other was the Bayi?                                                                                                                   

They are all working?     At this time, except for Bayi, the other three robots closed their eyes.

Several wavy blue lines flashed in Bayi's eyes, judged the scene before him, and named the event Kiss? Then stored in the memory chip.

Two minutes later, Feng Xian looked at the girl in his arms? Her face turned slightly red, like a seductive peach jelly? It made people want to take a bite.

And he really did that, taking a bite? Another bite.

He was tempted by the taste? He lowered his head and pecked her lips again? He always thought he would kiss him again in the end, but he became addicted and slowly turned into a lingering kiss again.

But this time, Qianmiao turned his face away, his face flushed a little, and his eyes became serious, as if he had discovered something important, and his attention was not on his face: "Yu Manman is here, I smell her."

He frowned slightly: "Ignore."

With a faint sound, the thin lips pressed down again.

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(Is there any comments in this chapter responding? I decided whether to send more sugar in the future, hehe)

(Good night.)
Chapter completed!