The faint aroma of wine, how can it compete with the soft fragrance of lips?
Bao Gucheng had intended to pass the wine to Zuzi through a kiss, but in the end, he couldn't stop himself from indulging on her lips.
After a long while.
He finally lifted his head gently, his voice slightly hoarse: "This is not a good place to stay long, the yin energy is heavy, it's not good for a girl."
Regardless of how others treat her as a Fairy or an Ancestor, in his eyes, she is a little woman who also needs to be cherished and protected.
Zuzi's cheeks had a faint blush, like fine wine, her gaze lazy and slightly willful: "No, wait for Xiao Chenger to finish the soup."
Bao Gucheng's Adam's apple bobbed: "..."
If he finished this bottle of wine, he didn't know if he would do something out of line.
He tightly wrapped one arm around her waist, took a large gulp of wine with the other: "Miss Zuzi, how did you come in?"
"Well, just walked in."
