"Huh, it's so hot." Lu Xiaoyu said vaguely, her face flushed.

"Look, you're drunk, so be honest and rest for me."

Xiaoran walked to Lu Xiaoyu and knew that she couldn't drink, and now she was so drunk.

"No, I still have to drink, I still have to drink." Lu Xiaoyu picked up the wine glass and handed it to Xiaoran shakingly.

"Stop drinking, go to bed quickly." Xiaoran put the cup on the table and shook his head. Lu Xiaoyu's wine was really bad.

"You want to drink..." Lu Xiaoyu said and fell on the table.

"Just hold on for me." Xiaoran shook his head, hugged Lu Xiaoyu, walked into the bedroom, Xiaoran carried Lu Xiaoyu to the bed, pulled up the quilt, and covered Lu Xiaoyu's quilt.

Xiaoran turned around and prepared to leave without any wrong thoughts.

Lu Xiaoyu lifted the quilt, but then took off her coat in a daze.

"Xiaoyu, you're sleeping, don't kick the quilt." Xiaoran covered the quilt with Lu Xiaoyu.

Lu Xiaoyu kicked the quilt away again, her face flushed and muttered in her mouth, not knowing what she was talking about.

Xiaoran is also very patient and says that the quilt is covered with Lu Xiaoyu.

Lu Xiaoyu stretched out her jade arm and hugged Xiaoran, saying vaguely: "It's so hot, Xiaoran."

"Hu, color is empty." Xiaoran also saw a charming scenery. Lu Xiaoyu was wearing a piece of underwear at this moment.

"Xiaoran, love me." Lu Xiaoyu said, then kissed Xiaoran's lips.

Xiaoran is not Liu Xiahui either. Women are so proactive. As a man, if they don’t respond recently, they are not men.

Responding to Lu Xiaoyu's sliding tongue.

Xiaoran's hands were also restless and moved around.

After a long time, the two became even more intense, and the bed was messed up by Xiaoran and the others.

Lu Xiaoyu is almost completely lingered, as long as the jeans are still safe.

Xiaoran was also wandering back and forth on Lu Xiaoyu.

"Brother Xiaoran, it's so hot. It seems like there is an oven on his body." Lu Xiaoyu leaned against Xiaoran's whole body.

"kindness."

Xiaoran kissed Lu Xiaoyu's red lips.

"Yeah..." Lu Xiaoyu snorted lightly.

Xiaoran's hands are also dishonest. No man can stand the ecstasy sound of a woman, let alone the head of the Yangchuntian Taoist Sect.

Xiaoran's hand slowly stroked forward, and Lu Xiaoyu also felt Xiaoran's bad hand, vaguely uneasy, and her body trembled slightly.

Xiaoran walked between the proud two peaks with one hand. He could not grasp the huge two peaks with one hand.

Lu Xiaoyu kept humming, but she did not stop Xiaoran. She also relaxed the pressure in the metropolis by drinking.

Xiaoran soon broke through the last line of defense.

The game was outside the last line of defense. I wanted to take off the jeans, but I was blocked by Lu Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoran, don't do this. Aren't we already good now?" Lu Xiaoyu had actually woken up long ago, but Xiaoran did not touch her bottom line, so she deliberately pretended to be fine.

"I will cherish you." At this moment, Xiaoran was also anxious as the best way to coax.

"But."

What else Lu Xiaoyu wants to say?
Chapter completed!