Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

Mo insisted on looking at the card in his hand indifferently.

The number seven is clearly printed on the upper left corner.

Ye Qingqing, who had been reluctant, blinked in her eyes when she heard that the object was mo.

Great. It's number seven.

Even God is helping her!

Ye Qingqing stretched out her hand and stroked her hair. With a coquettish look, she took the initiative to lean against him again, "we insist, we..."

However, Mo insisted on throwing the cards on the table, "boring game, no more playing!"

No more?

Ye Qingqing quickly grabbed his sleeve, "it's just a game. I can do it. Don't spoil everyone's interest..."

"Yes, I won't play any more." Mo insisted on some impatient to shake off her hand.

For a time, the scene was in embarrassment.

"Cough..." left when clear throat, "that, that this game even, come on, or continue to drink the bar."

All of you

Didn't you just say that since you've played, you should be able to afford it?

However, Mo insisted on speaking, who dares to say more.

Everyone pretended that nothing had happened and made a scene again.

Ye Qingqing was a little discouraged.

Why? It's such a good opportunity!

She secretly looked at the side face of Mo's insistence.

The light of the bar is flickering, which makes his facial features more and more three-dimensional.

Eyes fixed on the thin and sexy lips

Ye Qingqing heart a burst of palpitation, secretly clenched his fist.

No matter what happens in the future, she will never let Ning Wanxing take away the insistence!

In the twinkling of an eye, it was more than nine in the evening.

Everyone around has gone to dance. There are only Mo Zhiyan and ye Qingqing left.

Mo insisted that there were few words in the whole process, but he drank a lot of wine.

The boy was slightly drunk and seemed to feel hot. He untied the buttons of several shirts.

Sexy clavicle so exposed, uninhibited look handsome to let Ye Qingqing move line of sight.

She slightly toward a side of the past body, straightened the ink insisted on the handsome face, "insisted on, you drink too much..."

Mo insisted that he had drunk too much, and his eyes, which were not at the bottom, were full of tears at this moment.

"Shall I help you to open a room for a rest?"

Mo insisted on the thin lips open and close, the breath mixed with a touch of wine, spit out a few words, "you stay away from me."

"But you're really drunk." Ye Qingqing starts directly and embraces him.

This is something she did not dare to do when Mo insisted on being sober.

Ye Qingqing held his side face in one hand and exhaled, "I like you, for so many years... Don't refuse to pick me up, OK?"

With that, she took advantage of the drunkenness of Mo's insistence and took the initiative to put her red lips together.