Chapter 145 A Pair of Rings

The man's refreshing breath was intertwined with the woman's sweet and greasy breath, Ling Yunting's eyes became more and more gentle, and the person in his arms was far more fragrant and sweeter than the drunken peach blossom.

Her kiss was jerky, without the slightest skill, but it was the one that touched his heart the most.

Mu Zhiqing only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and she regained some consciousness until the man let go of her in a breathless kiss.

"Do you know now?" Mu Zhiqing stared at him, her face full of seriousness, "I'm not easy to bully!"

Ling Yunting nodded with a chuckle, "I know."

Mu Zhiqing lay on top of him like this, looking at the handsome face that was close at hand, she stretched out her index finger across his cheek.

The warm and soft fingers slid across the man's eyes, nose, lips to neck, Ling Yunting stared dryly at the little drunk cat in front of her, did she know what she was doing?

"It looks really good."

The woman's voice sounded like she was sighed and surprised, and Ling Yunting's handsome eyes filled with helplessness. At this time, he was praised for his good looks?

However, when a restless little hand covered his chest, his eyes gradually deepened, and he looked down at the grinning little guy...

"It feels so good..."

The woman smiled contentedly and leaned against his chest, like a cat that was overjoyed.

He took a deep breath, wrapped the fishy little guy in his right hand, leaned over slightly, and whispered in her ear.

"I asked you to kiss me, and I asked you to touch me. Should my wife promise me something?"

The dull and magnetic voice was full of ambiguity after being deliberately suppressed, bewitching the little woman in her arms.

Only then did Mu Zhiqing raise her head and glance at him blankly, "Huh?"

The man held her hand, and the next second, a cold touch appeared on his fingers.

She lowered her head and saw a vintage silver ring on her hand, reflecting a dazzling luster in the sun.

She stared blankly at the ring in her hand, she seemed to be even more drunk, and her head couldn't turn.

"This...is your ring?"

Ling Yunting put his hand together with hers. The two rings of the same style, one large and one small, were a pair.

"No, it's yours." The man's eyes became warmer, "We are a couple."

The woman didn't speak, she just smiled.

He turned his head, Ming Ruo Xingchen's eyes filled with inseparable affection.

"Promise me, you can't take it off when you put it on."

The woman was lying in his arms, and a faint "um" came, and the smile on the corner of his lips suddenly became more intoxicating.

He didn't expect Zhiqing to have such an effect after being drunk. It exceeded his expectations, but it was also a pleasant surprise.

His eyes fell on the storage ring unconsciously. If she wasn't drunk, it would not be easy for her to accept it.

He had already prepared this ring, and he just wanted to find a suitable time for her to accept it, and now he could feel at ease.

only……

The man seemed to realize something suddenly, and warned, "Madam, you can't drink with men other than me in the future."

However, there was no response in his arms, until the steady breathing sound came, he laughed dumbly, and fell asleep...

...

Mu Zhiqing had a very beautiful dream. In her dream, there were peach trees all over the mountains and plains, peach blossoms blooming, wine...and a beautiful man.

Everything is as beautiful as a dream, but it also makes people blush.

She woke up leisurely, feeling helpless for a while, is she thinking of spring? Even had a spring dream!