[69 Book Bar - www.] He looked into the distance, not knowing where their future would be, and his voice sounded like a dream, "The moon waxes and wanes, and people have their fortunes and misfortune. I'll be nicer to you now, in the future."

One day when I go, if you think of me well, maybe you won't marry anyone else."

His eyes were chaotic, reflecting her various appearances, angry, crying, forbearing, coquettish and angry...

It dances so vividly in front of my eyes.

"Is the company not doing well?"

Lian Yuqing turned around and hugged his waist. In those days, he worked overtime in the study every day. She wanted to accompany him, so she watched TV in the living room every day, but she couldn't watch it. She was always thinking.

An Shaoliu shook his head, "I'm just too greedy for the feeling of being with you."

He turned around and took out a bottle of red wine from the freezer at the back and poured half a glass.

Looking at the bloody red wine, he gently shook the glass, handed it to Lian Yuqing, and then poured half of the glass himself.

The transparent goblets touched each other gently, and he smiled and said, "Don't look so bitter and resentful. Could it be that I will become a pauper and you won't want me anymore?"

Lian Yuqing looked at An Shaoqian with a silly smile and drank half a glass of red wine in one go, which made An Shaoqian laugh out loud, "This wine is very strong! Take your time and drink it."

He poured her another half cup, curled it gracefully with his fingers, and took a sip.

Even Yuqing followed his example and took a sip, tilted her head and asked, "Do rich people like to pretend to be polite like this?"

An Shaoliang licked the corner of his lips gently, "Aren't you a rich man now? You don't seem to be very polite."

Lian Yuqing had never drank alcohol before. She didn't know that drinking red wine could make her drunk, but she seemed to be drunk. "It's tiring to pretend to be polite."

He rubbed her long hair and said, "Fool, Lafite has to taste it carefully to taste it."

Just like you, just like my feelings for you, but he didn't say it out loud.

Another gust of lake breeze blew up, raising her long hair. Lian Yuqing was sipping red wine with her head lowered and murmured, "This is Lafite? It seems to be good if you taste it slowly."

Such a black, red and white picture confused his vision and confused his heart at night.

He frowned tightly and said, "From now on, be more careful with others. There are not so many good people like me in the world."

Lian Yuqing put down her cup and smiled disdainfully, "If you were a good person, there would be no bad people in this world."

An Shaoliang rubbed Lian Yuqing into his arms, "If a man isn't bad, a woman won't love him. If I'm bad, don't you love me the most?"

"You are so disgusting!"

Lian Yuqing made a comfortable position in his arms.

An Shaoliang looked at his watch. It was early in the morning. He pushed Lian Yuqing and said, "Go and take a look. I hung a pair of socks by your bedside. There are good things in them."

She turned around and left quickly.

An Shaoliang stood by the window, looking at the sparkling lake, and took a sip of wine.

The lights of the city were as bright as day, but his heart was dark, and she was like stars in the sky, embedded in it, illuminating him, making him feel like he was dreaming.

He lit a cigarette, closed his eyes, and glanced in the direction of the bedroom, with a dreamy smile on his face.

The night wind was getting colder and colder, and his heart was warm. He put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray.

As soon as Lian Yuqing entered the bedroom, she felt hot all over and felt a little dizzy.

She pulled off the socks hanging by the bedside, and inside was a four-leaf clover. The green four-leaf clover shone brightly under the light.

It was actually true. She had been searching for a clover in school all afternoon and couldn't find even one. How did he find it?

There is also a small note.

"Open the closet, on the third floor on the left, and change into the clothes inside."

She glanced at the crystal chandelier, which seemed to be spinning. She walked over in vain and opened the cabinet. There was a lake blue silk pajamas lying quietly inside.

"So lovely!"

She muttered something, took off her clothes haphazardly, put them on her body, and walked to the balcony.

She leaned against the wall, looking at An Shaolin and smiling nonstop.

An Shaoliang looked back at Lian Yuqing, who was in a state of amorous feelings after being drunk. The rippling lake blue blended with her flawless white skin, which was very charming.

He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her. No woman had ever made his heart move like this before. He was moved by the first sight.

He believed that Lang Qing and concubine were indeed a perfect match.

He poured another glass of red wine, stood up and walked to her, almost squeezing her against the wall, and handed the glass to her, "Baby, drink some more."

His hand had already touched her smooth long legs, moving up little by little.

Lian Yuqing drank it all in one gulp and became even more drunk, "Just drink, why are you touching my legs?"

"How can we have sex without touching your legs?"

An Shaoliu tensed up and pressed her against the wall. If he had known that she was so cute when she was drunk, he should have gotten her drunk long ago.

Lian Yuqing held his hand and said, "Young Master, look at the crystal chandelier shaking."

His eyes were fascinated by a layer of dark red, "It doesn't matter, let it sway, it will sway well."

When she was drunk, she actually called his name, because that sound made his heart tremble.

Suddenly, a pair of soft, boneless hands stretched out and wrapped around his waist. He froze, then put his hand into her pajamas, slid up her smooth back, and walked all the way, with a charming voice, "Little rascal, again.

You came to seduce me and make me impotent, so you must not abandon me."

Lian Yuqing felt dizzy and buried her head in his chest, rubbing it uneasily, as cute as a cat, "Why is it impotent?"

He put her in his arms, his seductive eyes were filled with smiles, and he lifted her soft chin with one hand. Lian Yuqing's face turned red, as red as drops of blood.

She didn't make a sound, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him actively.

An Shaoqian couldn't help but hugged her tightly and pushed her against the wall. He was panting hard, his eyes were dark red and his voice was hoarse, "Little goblin, you came to provoke me."

He pressed his lips to hers and bit her hard. She put his hands on her shoulders and clumsily accommodated him.

He pulled away from her, took a sip of red wine, and bit into it again.

The wine glass in his hand fell to the side, and the gorgeous red wine spilled all over the floor, shining brightly under the light.

The wind on the lake was crazy, blowing her long hair wildly.

In his confusion and infatuation, her passion was like a fire in winter, completely burning away his reason.

He pushed her up, and his hot lips ravaged her delicate lips until they were red and swollen, then he moved to her slender jade neck, biting her like a beast that had been forbidden to eat for a long time.

She raised her neck in discomfort, "Young Master, I'm so hot!"

“It’s just hot!”

He gasped loudly, pushed her up high, bit her round and rounded body, covered it with his other hand, and kneaded it hard.
Chapter completed!