Chapter 900 Stop Making Trouble?

Yu Qingqian writhed under Feng Chen's body, her hands messing around on his back.

Feng Chen's dense kisses flowed down from her lips, and his warm hands also reached into her underwear.

Yu Qingqian's whole body was not only in the scorching heat, but also felt an unspeakable sense of pleasure, wanting to get more.

She stretched out her hand and tore off all of Feng Chen's loose middle clothes, and whispered hoarsely, "Sick beauty! Sick beauty!"

Feng Chen held her fidgety hand on her chest, and guided her down, his voice hoarse with desire, "Qianqian! Qianqian!"

Yu Qingqian had never eaten pork before, she had always seen pigs run away, and her intoxication had already swallowed her sanity, so she followed Feng Chen's hand to put it on the huge heat, and then touched it.

Feng Chen couldn't help squinting her phoenix eyes slightly, and the movements on her lips deepened and intensified.

Yu Qingqian felt that she was like a flat boat, being steered by the other party, she couldn't help biting Feng Chen's neck, leaving a deep mark.

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The next morning, Yu Qingqian slowly opened her eyes, feeling a rare headache, which was the aftereffect of a hangover.

After opening his eyes, he met that Ruyu's handsome face.

Her hands and feet tightly hugged the hands and feet of the sick beauty, like a koala.

Gradually, the memory came back, and the scenes of last night went through in my mind again.

Yu Qingqian, who had never known the word "shy", couldn't help but blushed slightly.

She couldn't help but want to touch her forehead, was that person really herself last night? What a shame!

She looked at herself, then at Feng Chen, both of them were wearing perfect underwear, and the sweat from her body had obviously been re-bathed for her by the other party.

Yu Qingqian put her hand on Feng Chen's face, stroking his picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

They did everything they had to do last night except for the last step.

Before the end of the world, she heard a sentence from her best friend, if a man can control his lower body in the face of extreme temptation, then he must love you badly.

After she got drunk last night, she fell asleep after being kissed by the other party. Feng Chen's desire was not relieved at all. I believe that because of her teasing, he must be more uncomfortable.

She could still feel the heat and deep desire of the other party last night when she recalled it.

But the sick beauty didn't go any further, she really held back, does that mean that he already loves herself terribly?

As soon as Feng Chen opened his eyes, he saw a certain drunk cat's eyes were clear, and his face was stained with a thin layer of red, as if he was thinking about something.

"Stop making trouble?" His voice was hoarse and dull, probably because he was exhausted last night.

Yu Qingqian raised her eyes and met the sickly beauty's black eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling. She immediately felt extremely ashamed, and buried her head in the other's neck.

"Now you know I'm sorry?" Feng Chen chuckled lightly, with helplessness and pampering.

"Well, yesterday was so embarrassing." Yu Qingqian said in a muffled voice.

When she remembered yesterday that she pestered the sick beauty to see her body, and ate tofu everywhere, she didn't want to get out of her neck.

"Don't worry, I don't despise you!" Feng Chen put his arms around Yu Qingqian, and reached out to pat her on the back twice.

But in the future, before getting married, he will not allow this woman to drink spirits like Linglong drunk, otherwise, if she comes a few more times, he might not give up.

Yu Qingqian curled up in Feng Chen's arms like a little turtle, and drew two circles on his chest with her fingertips, "Then I really want to thank you!"