Contract New Love: Wang Ye's No. 2 favorite concubine

Shouldn't he be gently reminded to investigate himself?

how……

Wen Rou stood there blankly, staring blankly at Dongfang Aoshi, completely bewildered.

She didn't understand what Dongfang Aoshi was thinking...

Dongfang Aoshi squinted his eyes, but did not answer.

The black pupils looked unusually bright in the dark.

The breath that comes out still smells of alcohol.

Gently frowned, realizing something was wrong——

Dongfang Aoshi...couldn't be drunk?

If so, there is no way to talk about...

Wen Rou put her body back, ready to leave.

She wanted to talk to Dongfang Aoshi about Shen's treatment of Jun.

If Dongfang Aoshi is drunk, there is no way to talk.

At the moment Wen Rou was about to turn around, Dongfang Aoshi suddenly grabbed her arm and fixed her whole body.

"Dongfang Aoshi, you..."

"Rou'er..." Dongfang Aoshi bowed his head.

He didn't do anything too extreme, just put his nose down on her.

At this moment, Wenrou's feet seemed to be nailed by something, unable to move.

Gentle doesn't know what's going on with herself.

Anyway, just can't move...

Dongfang Aoshi's breath was a little rushed, and his chest heaved violently.

Gentle smelled the stronger smell of wine and couldn't help frowning.

"Rou'er..." In the next second, Dongfang Aoshi held her face and kissed her lightly.

With every kiss, call a gentle name.

Wen Rou's chest trembled, she stayed there, unable to respond.

Let Dongfang Aoshi's cool and thin lips caress on the lips, increasing the force little by little, and sliding down the neck.

The clothes were ripped open, and the chest felt cold.

But this coolness didn't last long.

Dongfang Aoshi kissed her chest forcefully.

A pregnant woman's body is inherently sensitive.

What's more, Dongfang Aoshi is familiar with her sensitive areas.

Every kiss fell on her softest place.

Gentle, the whole body is hot, and the body becomes weak after a while.

Holding Dongfang Aoshi's arm tightly with both hands, trembling, "Dongfang Aoshi, wake up, I have something to talk to you..."

"Rou'er..." Dongfang Aoshi couldn't hear the gentle words at all, he kept kissing, quickly took off all the clothes on her body, and raised her legs.

The bodies of the two were pressed tightly against each other, a contrast between hardness and softness.

A certain part of Dongfang Aoshi's hard body was gently rubbing against the gentlest and softest part.

He whispered softly, wrapping his arms around his neck.

No matter it was five years ago or five years later, Dongfang Aoshi could always easily stir up her lust and make her fall into it.

Dongfang Aoshi leaned against her tenderly, probing lightly with her long fingers, casting all kinds of magic on her body.

Buried tenderly in the hollow of his shoulder, moaning softly, with thin beads of sweat on his forehead.

Dongfang Aoshi kept kissing, dawdling, to the maximum extent, provoking the gentle **——

He wasn't drunk at all.

Just pretending to be drunk.

Because Dongfang Aoshi discovered that only by pretending to be drunk can Wenrou not resist his approach so much.

The temperature in the room rose sharply following the ambiguous actions of the two.

Twisting his body gently, Dongfang Aoshi slowly squeezed in when his breathing became short of breath.

Gentle and deep snorted, unable to adapt for a while.

"Will it hurt?" Dongfang Aoshi immediately stopped, turned his head, and kissed her.

Gritting her teeth gently, she shook her head, her eyes blurred.