First Lady

So...Chu Qiao told himself that everything he did was under Misha's "desire" and he had no choice but to do it...

Even if something really happens later, it has nothing to do with him, he was forced!

While drinking, more than half of a bottle of wine went away, and Misha's face was as red as the evening glow.

Chu Qiao felt that it was almost done, and if he drank any more, he might be dead drunk, and his plan today would be in vain.

"Mi Sha, you've drunk too much, stop drinking, go to sleep, I'll help you back to your room." Chu Qiao reached out to help Mi Sha up, but she slapped her hand, and he gritted his teeth in pain. . [

Misha chuckled, with a hint of killing his wife: "I...no, I didn't drink too much, it's you who drank too much. Look at you...you can't even stand still, you just swayed there."

Chu Qiao twitched the corners of his mouth, isn't he drunk yet?

"Okay, okay, I drank too much, okay, but it's getting late, you should rest..."

"Rest... What are you resting for? I'm in good spirits. Come here, hiccup... pour me... the wine!" Misha waved her hands indiscriminately, just like many drunken women who like to go crazy with alcohol.

"You really can't drink anymore, get up quickly..." Chu Qiao scratched his head and forcefully pulled Mi Sha up.

He didn't expect that a drunk woman would be so strong. From the living room to the bedroom, in just a few steps, he walked with Misha for almost 10 minutes.

Finally throwing the drunken woman onto the bed, Chu Qiao sat on the edge of the bed panting and sighing, he felt that tonight was going to be ruined again, because looking at Mi Sha now, he... couldn't do anything.

Suddenly his neck was hooked from behind, Chu Qiao cried out in surprise, and was pushed onto the bed.

The room is very quiet, the angle of the light is very good, Chu Qiao can just see, the beautiful picture in the collar of Mi Sha who didn't know when to open it, it's so seductive, Chu Qiao's breathing gradually becomes heavy.

Mi Sha bit her lower lip, blushing on both sides of her cheeks, and tilted her head to look at Chu Qiao: "Hey, Chu Qiao, I found that, looking at it this way, it seems... quite pretty."

Chu Qiao's cheek was bitten immediately...

(In the middle process, [-] words are omitted, and everyone YY on their own... You have to trust me, I really want to write, but the tx is too BT... I am helpless...)

What happens after birth is a matter of course, lonely man and widow, in the same room, and after drinking... What should happen, what shouldn't happen, it's inevitable!