The room was dark, and their breaths intermingled.
It was unknown who caused the mess first, but it was hot.
Leng Hao's voice was hoarse, it was especially sexy in such a night. "Are you feeling dizzy? You should drink less in the future."
"I know, I'm mad. It's all your fault for making me angry!" Ye Xiaotao poked his heart with her fair little finger.
She was like a little kitten now. She was soft and cuddly, making people's hearts itchy.
Leng Hao thought of Christmas Eve four years ago. She drank some red wine and got drunk. That night was so wonderful that it made him reminisce about it for the rest of his life.
She lay under him and the two of them were buried under the blanket. He could not control himself and could not control his strength. However, her big, watery eyes made his whole body go soft.
He covered her eyes, and she called him husband...
