Chapter 1126

She jumped over in a few whirling dance steps, picked up a pot of wine, looked up and drank it down. The spirit of the wine flowed down her slender neck. This scene of Drunken Beauty was accompanied by fireworks exploding brightly in the air. The fireworks were bright. The beauty in red drank under the moon. This scene became the most beautiful scene in Bo Qichen's eyes.

In the years to come, he will still remember this scene.

Just now.

Let's put aside the beauty.

For a moment, the sound of swallowing saliva around sounded together.

My God, this woman is too beautiful, too demon, too hook people.

Wait, why is the air around a little cold?

A group of the people looked at each other. "Do you feel cold around?"

"It's the feeling of being frozen to death by ice, isn't it?"

"Ah, so you feel the same way!"

On the throne, Bo Qichen's face was dark and his body was cold. He forced his impatience on his mind, stared at her drinking, and even drank a full pot.

Tang Qingge drank a whole pot of hot Baijiu. The men in the base were very energetic and the wine was very strong. Tang Qingge poured himself a pot, danced a few dance steps and began to float under his feet.

Her cheeks are crimson, her eyes are saturated with water color, rippling with pink halo, which is the color that she admires him. The corners of her mouth under her veil are hooked, and her posture is weak and charming. Every dance action is so hooked. She really looks at the city and the country.

Everyone was fascinated by her.

And she stepped on the vain steps, growing lotus step by step, and came to him in a circle.

Then she turned around and sat in his arms. She was really drunk in your arms.

He held her in his arms, grasped her slender waist, and looked at her starlight smiling eyes. His scarlet eyes were full of lust. For a moment, he felt that he was drunk with her.

She 'giggled' and wrapped her slender arms around his neck. She smiled at him with a sweet smile. Her eyes were flexible and only accommodated him.

The next second, she looked at him and said word by word.

"Take me back. I'm drunk."

She knew what he meant when he took her back.

But she still said so.

In her eyes, there was undisguised love and hint. His reason completely collapsed. His eyes were hot and his body was honest and hot. It seemed that he was in harmony with a person born with him at this moment, his heart and spirit.

There was a voice telling him that this was the perfect match with him.

He pinched her pretty white jaw with one hand and pinched it out quickly. "Do you know what to do with me?"

She blinked her eyes and giggled. Her fingers ran across his chest, as if nothing had touched his heartstrings. "I know."

Why else would she get drunk?

How can she give him a chance if she is not drunk.

The scarlet eyes of the seeping people were not scaring her. "I'm not a person who will pity her."

She blinked, her eyes timid and innocent, "are you willing to hurt me?"

His eyes were a little dark. Without saying anything superfluous, he picked her up and took her away.

Everyone shouted and cheered!

The bonfire reflected the slender figure of the man and the woman in his arms.

The group of people talked excitedly, "Hey, you say one is so powerful. Can this woman get out of bed alive tomorrow?"

"I see, hang! Maybe I'll die in bed tonight!"

"Hahaha!"

A group of people talk about women in an ambiguous and obscene way.

And here, hearing the cheers of the people around, charming man looked at this scene from afar, and her heart became colder and colder, becoming a dead ash.