Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

"Night" bar.

Feasting and feasting.

Boqing pushed open the door, exuding a cool aura all over her body, which was not concealed at all by the beauty of the place.

The contours of his face looked increasingly blurred and deep.

With a pair of eyes, he looked carefully, and walked slowly towards the second floor of "Night". [

Fang still seemed to have drunk a lot, walked out staggeringly from the inside, raised his head, in such a place full of lust, he raised his head, and saw leaning against the wall, standing facing The prince who smiled at himself.

She felt like a dream.

What I wanted to vomit, I couldn't vomit anymore, so I could only stand there stupidly, looking at the man in white clothes, smiling sweetly.

Like a dream.

Her smile, as always, is as bright as a pearl.

"Prince?"

Her voice was as tense as ever.

Boqing nodded, pretending to be surprised, as if he didn't expect to meet him here, and immediately replied quietly: "Huh? You are here."

"Hmm." Fang still didn't know whether he had drunk too much, lost his mind, or because he missed that man too much, and his strange face turned red.

She stared blankly at the man in front of her, looking at his face, it was still so shocking.

Looking at it in a daze, after a long time, Fang Yiran bent his lips and smiled strangely: "I drank a little too much, go to the bathroom."

It's really like a dream. It's been a long time, but he hasn't been so gentle to her before.

"Yeah." Bo Qing stretched out his hand, supported Fang Yiran who was staggering, and said in an unusually flat tone: "You're drunk."

The moment his hand stretched out and grabbed her body, her whole body shook, and her heart trembled uncontrollably.

Unable to restrain himself anymore, he stretched out his hand and hugged Boqing.

Frowning tenderly, he subconsciously wanted to push her away, but in the end he still circled her body and walked towards the bathroom.