Chapter 1522 Except Wushan Is Not a Cloud 73

After going down a few steps, Qiao Ran felt very top-heavy, and it became difficult to breathe. When she finally walked downstairs, she looked over to His Royal Highness, and saw His Highness opened another jar of wine. There are already quite a few empty wine jars on the table.

Qiao Ran frowned tightly, and walked in his direction.

Coming in front of him, standing in front of the table, pursing his pale lips, looking at His Royal Highness who was already drunk, his heart throbbed again and again.

Cheng Bianmo seemed to feel that he was being watched. He narrowed his eyes and saw Qiao Ran standing in front of him. He looked at her drunkenly, slightly raised his lips and smiled, and stretched out his hand to her.

He had a nice smile, and he reached out.

Just like when they first met, he fell in love with her at first sight and instinctively reached out to her.

The difference is that there is no good night here like that night.

At this moment, it was still raining outside, accompanied by a few muffled thunders, which made people feel very heavy.

Seeing his hand stretched out to her, Qiao Ran's nose was inexplicably sore. Even though he knew that His Royal Highness was drunk, he obediently gave him his hand as if he had met him for the first time.

Cheng Bianmo held her hand, slowly tightened it in his palm, then pulled her over and hugged her to sit on his lap, stretched out one arm to wrap around her waist, and was still drinking.

Qiao Ran grabbed his other hand and stopped him weakly: "Your Highness...don't drink..."

Cheng Bianmo lowered his eyes and shook the wine cup at his hand, watched her quietly holding the fingers of his hand, and said "OK" in a low voice, but the next moment, he pressed her into his arms Here, he lowered his head and grabbed her lips fiercely.

Cheng Bianmo seemed to want to suppress the backlog in his heart on Qiao Ran, biting her lip so hard, tossing and turning to snatch her breath.

But soon after licking the hot tears she shed, she realized that her body temperature was far hotter than her own. She couldn't breathe and shed tears silently, but she didn't push him away from the beginning to the end. Biting his own lips.

Cheng Bian Mo licked the tears on her face, then pushed her away, saying that she was pushing away, but he didn't make much effort, just let Qiao Ran get off her body, and picked up the wine cup again Then drank, and lazily said without emotion: "Don't bother me."

Qiao Ran, whose lips were red from being raped, was forced to stand in front of him, her lips were still numb and painful, and she wanted to cry, but in the end she didn't say anything, and sat down beside him silently, with red eyes Stare at Sheng Bian and don't look.

Cheng Bianmo drank up the wine in the cup again, raised his eyes lazily, only to realize that Qiao Ran hadn't left yet, and was sitting beside him looking at him, so Cheng Bianmo took a second look at her in his spare time, shady and cool. Leng laughed out loud, "What are you doing here?"

"Wait...Your Highness finishes drinking." Qiao Ran spoke clearly, even though it was cold and uncomfortable sitting here, she still refused to leave.

Cheng Bian Mo chuckled, knocked on the table casually with the wine cup, and said in a playful tone: "Qiao Ran, do you want to show some face?"

Qiao Ran sat there unmoved, no matter how much he scolded herself.

"Still leaving?" Sheng Bianmo seemed impatient, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

Probably... I was disgusted to see her sitting right in front of me.

But... Qiao Ran was really worried that His Royal Highness would keep drinking like this, so she could only stay by his side with the cheek, even if he wanted to drive herself away.

But what she didn't expect was that after a while, Sheng Bianmo threw the wine cup in his hand with a sullen face, grabbed her little hand and dragged her upstairs.