Ye Feibai hugged Su Ying back, and there was no one around.

Su Ying looked for a comfortable position in his arms: "Ye Feibai, you deliberately got me drunk. Do you want to take me away early?"

"It's boring to sit." Ye Feibai did not deny that his purpose of bringing Ying'er out today has been achieved.

Su Ying held his head with her hands: "This wine is so bad, I have a headache now."

Ye Feibai hugged her arms tightly and said with heartache: "Be good, I'll go back and have someone make you a hangover soup."

"No, you have to have a headache with me..."

Ye Feibai lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms. She was very different from the past. At this moment, her face turned red, her eyes were half open, and her lips were delicate and bright red. She looked so delicious.

Ye Feibai kissed her red lips: "Okay, Ying'er says everything is good, I will promise you."

After Ye Feibai took Su Ying back to the bed, he ordered Luhen to get the quenching soup.

Ye Feibai turned around and saw her leaning against the bed and looking at him.

Ye Feibai only thought that she looked so cute and her heart was too soft. He suddenly felt that it was good to get drunk.

Ye Feibai quickly stepped forward and pinched her cheeks, making her whole body closer to her, and a warm breath sprayed on her face: "Ying'er, you look so good when you smile."

Su Ying snorted.

Ye Feibai asked again: "Ying'er, is this king good?"

"Not good." Su Ying waved her hand and said with some complaints, "You are not gentle at all!"

Ye Feibai felt a sense of evil fire coming up, and his eyes were dark.

He tightened closer to her, his voice softly and coaxed: "Why aren't you gentle? Did I hurt you? I will show you?"

"Go away!" Su Ying pushed him away and sat up, trying to pour himself a glass of water.

"I'll do it!" Ye Feibai was afraid that she would be hot, so he hurriedly stepped forward and poured her a glass of water, preparing to blow it cool for her.

Su Ying murmured, glanced at the corner of her eyes, and suddenly saw a beautiful box not far away.

"What is this?" Su Ying curiously carried the box over.

She opened the box and saw that it was a good piece of marten inside.

"It's mink!" A rippling smile streaked across Su Ying's face. She lifted the mink in front of Ye Feibai, "This mink fur is very good and smooth, I like it very much."

"Okay, I like it very much." Ye Feibai said as she said, feeding her the cool tea.

After drinking the water, Su Ying looked at the mink in her hand carefully, and seemed to be unable to let go of her love.

Su Ying said with a smile: "Winter is here, I want to make gloves with a piece of mink fur... But it is difficult to hunt minks."

Ye Feibai frowned and suddenly remembered something.

Jinyang just beat a marten today, but this marten was sent here at this time.

Ye Feibai was a little unhappy when he thought of this, and reached out to grab the sable fur from Su Ying's hand.

Su Ying didn't let him go, and hugged the mink in her arms, and said to Ye Feibai with some displeasure: "This is mine, I won't give it to you!"

Ye Feibai narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I don't want this, I'll go hunting for you tomorrow."

"No, this is enough!" Su Ying hugged the mink tightly, as if no one could take it away.

Ye Feibai looked at her moist black eyes and said gritting his teeth: "Su Ying, do you know who gave it to him? It's Jinyang."

Su Ying said oh, but did not respond, and turned around and walked towards the bed.

Ye Feibai looked at Su Ying's appearance and suddenly felt a little annoyed. Does this woman know what she is doing now?

Or is this saying that was after drinking? Is this her truest thought?

Ye Feibai held Su Ying's shoulders and turned her around. He looked at her seriously: "You are not allowed to accept what Jinyang gave you!"

Su Ying frowned faintly: "Why not?"

"Otherwise, I'm not polite!" Ye Feibai said word by word. Before Su Ying could react, he had already pushed Su Ying onto the bed.

Su Ying stared at him with her eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Bully you!" Ye Feibai pulled her collar and his thin lips rushed towards her. His hot and gentle tongue penetrated into her mouth and followed her tongue tightly.

He kissed her seriously and persistently, sucking her sweet taste passionately.

"Um..." Su Ying instinctively wanted to resist.

Her hands were cut behind Ye Feibai, and the back of her head was strongly covered by him. I wonder if it was because of the alcohol, but her whole body was weak and soft and could not move.

Su Ying was so kissed that she was dizzy, her mind was blank, and she shouted softly: "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" Ye Feibai heard her crying, and his anger all over his body dissipated a little. He asked her in a hoarse voice, "Where does it hurt."

"It all hurts..." Su Ying frowned and looked at him with a grievance.

Ye Feibai's heart was full of pity. He let go of her a little. Seeing that she was still a little resisting, he couldn't help but stroke her head, "Where does it hurt? Tell me."

"It hurts here." Su Ying stroked her lips and said with some hatred, "You actually bite me."

"I'm sorry, it's me." Ye Feibai looked at Su Ying's appearance and was a little amused. Now she was like a child. He bent down and gently tiantian her lips, "Does it hurt like this?"

Su Ying said vaguely: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Then open your mouth, otherwise I will continue to bite you." Ye Feibai stroked her face, with waves surging in his eyes.

Ye Feibai had made up his mind at this moment. He must tease Su Ying while she was drunk. She thought she was rarely so well-behaved.

Su Ying refused: "Don't... you must want to bite my tongue!"

Ye Feibai was amused and cried, and said seriously: "No, I won't bite your tongue, I'm just singing, okay?"

Ye Feibai tempted Su Ying to open her lips slightly, and her warm tongue slid into her mouth like a small snake. His movements were gentle and ambiguous. He held her face and sucked in a slight breath: "Look, I didn't lie to you, are you?"

“Um…”

Ye Feibai gradually deepened the kiss and conquered the city and pondered the pond in her mouth.

Su Ying's mind became more and more confused. She felt that she was about to suffocate. She pushed him away with force and gasped: "I can't breathe anymore!"

"Is that true?" Ye Feibai looked at her curiously and pulled her clothes slowly, "It must be because she wears too much clothes and can't breathe. I'll take it off for you."

Su Ying frowned, she felt that this was wrong.

Her white fingers held her clothes tightly, and she had long since no idea where she had thrown her.
Chapter completed!