"A bottle, whiskey."

"If you drink like this every day, you'll get drunk sooner or later."

Han Lang waited for Xiao pian to finish his sandwich and get up with the car key, "let's go."

Xiao Pian gets out of bed and grabs his arm.

Han Lang turned his head and looked at his little arm grasping his arm, white and soft, with slender fingers and slender fingers, painted with big red nail polish, and painted with golden flowers.

Along the small hand, you can see that the young and delicate facial features are covered behind the heavy makeup.

He frowned.

Think heavy make-up, you can hide your lonely and humble heart?

He raised his hand, grabbed her chin, looked into her eyes, lowered his head, and kissed her fiery red lips.

Xiao Pian took a breath, pushed him on his chest, pushed him down on the sofa, straddled his legs, put his arms around his neck, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

Xiao Pian didn't know how he fell asleep.

When I wake up the next day, I feel that my body is bound by something. I reach out and touch it. It's a man's strong arm. Then I feel the warmth behind it. It's a man's chest.

A clever, wine completely awake.

Gently moved, the quilt rubbed the skin, no clothes on the body.

Hot memories of last night flooded in.

She took the initiative to push Han Lang down.

Oh, my God!

What did she do.

Xiao Pian's face was burning like a fire.

Take the man's hand carefully and try to take it away from her waist slowly.

The arm around her waist, instead of being taken away, was tightened.

Behind the man moved, in her fruit on the shoulder kiss, "wake up?" Men's voice is the first wake up of the hoarse. Rough hands, along the curve of her body stroked down.

Xiao Pian's heart suddenly contracted into a ball.

"That I want to go to the bathroom. "

The man stopped and let her go.

Xiao Pian got out of bed, grabbed the clothes on the floor, wrapped his body, went into the bathroom, stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at himself in the mirror, a clean face.

The makeup on my face is gone, but on my body

She smelled the faint fragrance after bathing.

Did he wash her after she fell asleep last night?

This discovery made Xiao Pian even more embarrassed.

As soon as his back warms, Han Lang sticks to her from behind, arms around her waist, lowers his head and kisses her neck, and looks up at her in the mirror.

"It's so good. Why do you paint like a ghost all day long?"

Xiao Pian's mouth took a puff. She did make up a lot every day, but her makeup was absolutely exquisite, not as "ghost like" as he said.

"Shouldn't men prefer to be sexy and charming?"

"It's better that way."

Xiao Pian gently pursed her lips, but there was no hum.

as like as two peas in Gu Xiaoran's face.

It has been corroded by cosmetics for many years. After removing makeup, there is no blood color on skin and lips.

She didn't know what to start with. She hated her face more and more. She didn't make up and didn't want to look in the mirror.

"I don't like it. I don't like it."

He glanced at her, lowered his head and bit her earlobe again. The hot breath was blowing on her ears. Her face turned red slowly, adding a bit of flattery.

"Not yet?"

"Well."

Han Lang grabs her chin, turns her face around and kisses her on the lips. At the same time, he separates her from the back and slowly

Her eyes gradually blurred and her white face flushed.

He let go of her chin. "Now?"

Xiao Pian's face reddened.

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