The woman was very enthusiastic and hugged his strong waist. She couldn't help but kiss him, kissing him hungrily.
This is one of his many girlfriends, and also the most passionate one.
The lounge was already a very quiet place, and no one noticed their passionate kiss. Her passion aroused an inexplicable evil fire in him.
His hand involuntarily reached into the woman's skirt. There was no bra under it. She was attending a party in an evening dress. She was really a bold woman.
However, he likes it.
The two of them kissed more and more wildly, as if there was no one else around.
"Well, open the door and go in. There should be no one inside at this time." The woman reminded him with a breath in his ear.
Inside? Yes, there is Xiaoya inside.
His passion suddenly cooled down, and the kiss suddenly stopped, and he whispered in her ear, "Today is my sister's birthday. I can't ruin her mood until it's over..."
His soft hands reached into his underwear, teasing him as much as possible. That area instantly became congested and swollen. He held the back of the woman's head, kissed her hard, and rubbed her absolutely plump breasts with his hands.
.
"Can you wait?" the woman gasped, teasing him, teasing, teasing, and fingering him very familiarly.
"Little goblin!" He bit her neck, and her passion was so aroused that he could hardly bear it. He grabbed her already very short skirt, turned around and pushed the woman hard against the wall.
"Ah...um..." the woman moaned excitedly.
"Let's go somewhere else!" Qin Chenfeng still had the only sense left. Fortunately, Xiaoya fell asleep. He didn't want his Xiaoya to discover such an animal side of him, and he didn't want anyone to disturb her.
To rest, he simply put the woman in heat on his shoulders and patted her buttocks hard: "Little goblin, don't move."
Compared to the luxurious villa with bright lights, like a dazzling night pearl, there is a black off-road vehicle slowly passing by in a corner, like a vigorous leopard.
A woman wearing a black evening gown poked her head out, the car stopped in front of her, the door opened, and a hand stretched out and pulled her in.
"Would Mu Chengfeng feel bad if you tore this 100,000-piece dress into this state?" came the man's lazy voice.
Ning Yazhi tugged again impatiently, and the foot wrapped with gauze on her slender leg was bleeding again. This time she was very careful not to let a few injections go in vain and let the wound tear.
"Xiao Nuo, hurry up. He is a devil. He will be in trouble if he finds me not in the lounge." Ning Yazhi wrinkled her nose, "Your disguise skills are really good, and you actually deceived them all."
The man was Yi Zinuo, who grew up together in the orphanage, and was also the man Xiaoya wanted to marry when she was a child.
But since Xiaoya knew that An An was the only one in his heart, she turned all her feelings into blessings.
Yi Zinuo looked at the pale little face distressedly: "You are really bold enough to want to escape alone. If I hadn't happened to be here, how would you have escaped? Don't you want this foot?"
While blaming, he stepped on the accelerator and drove very fast.
The car drove far away from this wealthy area. Ning Yazhi breathed a sigh of relief and sat down relaxedly. There was no anesthetic during the stitches. After running for a while, the pain was faintly felt again. Her pure and beautiful face was very beautiful.
She was pale, but she still showed a relaxed smile, obviously not wanting Yi Zinuo to worry.