Youmeng dared not move because they were too close to each other and could even feel his faint breathing. While pretending to be innocent, she used a fake smile to hide her embarrassment: "Sorry, that... I've gone to the wrong room..."

It’s just that the layout and furnishings of the rooms in this building are almost the same. She and Su Zhi are neighbors separated by the wall. They inevitably have a negligence. Once they make mistakes, they will become a "romantic" figure for all ages.

"Are you very casual?" Su Zhi lowered his eyes and played with fun, "It's a blessing that you walked into my room by mistake. What if you entered Xuanyue's room..."

She panicked, without thinking, and refuted firmly: "There will not be that possibility!"

That kind of scene is really unimaginable. Not to mention that Su Zhi was going to misunderstand, there was Xingsu, how would she explain to Xingsu?

His staring eyes showed a temptation: "Are you so sure?"

"Of course, and even if he really enters Mr. Jin's room, he will never be like you..." As she said that, she turned her eyes and glanced at the intimate posture that was being pressed under him at this moment, "Is that true?"

"I'm like this? How am I?" Every time he said a word, he seemed to get closer. The tips of the two of them could touch each other at any time, and the voice overflowed with evil spirits. "If... I'm going to sleep, changing clothes, and not wearing anything, huh?"

The ambiguous breath sprinkled on her face, making her cheeks hot: "I was wrong, okay... I'm going back to face the wall and think about it..."

"I don't care." She was pushed back by Su Zhi when she was about to get up. His evil eyes bit her, "Anyway, I entered my room and slept on my bed, and I was my person."

"How can this be true?" Youmeng pursed her mouth and tentatively pushed his chest, "Start up."

He didn't move at all. Although he was smiling on his face, his eyes revealed that he was not making fun of him.

Youmeng became a little anxious: "Heque..." She pushed him aggrievedly and begged him not to make trouble.

He instantly stopped all his smile, stared at her and said, "I miss you, Youmeng."

Youmeng's heart suddenly shook, this was the first time he called her by her name...

She opened her dark eyes and looked at Su Zhi, like black hair, with a smooth forehead under her hair, perfectly lined nose, a seductive lip shape, and a pair of bright eyes that are easy to see and indescribable.

She seemed to have been caught off her soul and murmured in a daze: "But I'm here..."

He still looked at her with confidence, and the snow lotus that was placed on the top of the Tianshan Mountains was cold and noble, but his eyes became more and more hot: "I miss you."

The simple words, combined with his expression and posture, were enough to make Youmeng confused: "You..." But the moment she spoke, her lips were tightly sealed.

Youmeng let out a soft moan unexpectedly, and his teeth bit her fragrant soft lips, grinding her greedily and lovingly, as if she wanted to eat her sweet mouth fat.

He slid from the bed with one hand, pressed it on her shoulder, grabbed the back of her neck with the other, pried open her lips and teeth, sucked it urgently, stirring it up, spreading it all over his body, and his limbs and bones were melted.

Youmeng was so comfortable that she closed her eyes in obscene that she drooped her exquisite eye feathers, and used all her consciousness to feel the soft lips, domineering, gentle, and unspeakable doting. Without any hesitation or temptation, she was constantly attacking and plundering, not giving her a slight chance to break free.

The pair of beautiful people on the bed have long hair woven together, lips and tongue tangled together, and white clothes overlap, as if spreading a piece of falling snow, the picture is so elegant and erotic.

Many faces flashed through his mind, many scenes: Mei Zihan, Feng Qiwu, Prince... and Qi Miao, who looked at him coldly in the teahouse. Any name would make him in crisis, forcing him to be so irritable that he would be as ignorant as fire. Unconsciously, he kissed harder and harder, trying to throw them away, and trying to scatter them with passionate waves.

Youmeng was surprised and almost had an illusion that the person who kissed her at this moment was Yuan - only when he kissed her, he would have a ruthless spirit that was almost about to eat her, so strong that she was afraid.

But her clear mind knew that Su Zhi was the one who kissed her at this time, so why was he so similar? The suspicion that once made her uneasy came to her mind again...

Until she was unable to breathe and collapsed softly in his arms, he reluctantly let go, slid her shoulders and hands, hugged her slender waist, and gently pressed her forehead against her eyebrows, listening to her heartbeat and gasping.

"What's wrong with you?" Youmeng's face turned rosy and her breathing was rapid. "Suddenly it was so weird?"

Her lips that were kissed looked like budding petals, which looked tempting.

The two men's black hair was intertwined into satin, spreading on the white snow on the ground. Su Zhi's eyelashes covered his face like a butterfly, covering his cold and cold eyes: "Don't leave tonight, stay with me."

At that moment, her heart trembled violently and her breathing stopped.
Chapter completed!