Drifting Towards You

Amidst the feasting, it is like a huge magnetic field.

The women who came and went frequently put electricity in his direction, constantly trying to attract his attention.

Li Xiaoxiao walked towards him unsteadily. Simocheng seemed to be aware of it. He looked up, his gaze fell on her, and he was slightly stunned.

His little woman wore a black low-cut dress, because he wanted to go sexy, so he picked the dress.

He remembers that when he chose yesterday, it took him a lot of time to choose one that didn't seem to be exposed.

I just didn't expect it, it seems that I still made a mistake.

The neckline of the skirt was originally low, not too revealing, but she was born with a good figure that made all men spit blood and women jealous.

The chest was so stretched that the collar, which was originally conservative, was pulled down a lot, revealing a piece of snow-white skin and shallow gully, with blood spurting.

The black dress was unbearably pinched at the waist, and the skirt was a little shorter than he expected, making his brows frowned.

Coupled with stepping on a pair of seven or eight centimeter high heels, it really gave birth to the illusion that there are all legs below the chest, **** and charming.

While he was losing his senses, Li Xiaoxiao stopped in front of her and asked in a low voice, "Does it look good?"

He pulled her to his lap, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Lights and shadows changed, a drunken woman fell on the man's lap, and the man kissed her affectionately.

Li Xiaoxiao's breathing heavier for a few minutes, then she hid backwards, and whispered softly, "I will spoil my makeup."

Si Mocheng gave up, but did not let her go.

Looking at the woman in his arms, those eyes were as clear and bright as before, but there was no sense of contradiction with this appearance, on the contrary, there was a kind of strange harmony.

She is still in the deepest part of the prosperous world.

"The skirt is too short." Simocheng said in a deep voice, his voice a little dull.

Li Xiaoxiao looked up at the men and women shuttled on the dance floor, couldn't help but say: "Their skirts are shorter than mine."

Si Mocheng didn't turn his head, just said lightly: "You are different from them."

Li Xiaoxiao smiled lightly, clasped his hands on his neck, and whispered, "Do you like it then?"

She carried a faint fragrance on her body, filled with a mess of tobacco and alcohol, but still so clearly pouring into his nose.

The soft buttocks sat on his lap, and the spring on his chest was very close to him.

Simocheng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he pinched her chin with one hand. There was fire in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "You came to seduce me intentionally."

Li Xiaoxiao blinked and said mischievously: "Yes."

Si Mocheng's eyes darkened a bit, he tightened her waist, and whispered a warning: "You wait at night!"

"Okay~"

The two people here are busy flirting, and the photographer over there took a lot of shots. After looking at the camera, they were a little surprisingly satisfied.

Then someone stepped forward and said, "You two can go and sit in front of the bar over there, and you can take some solo photos of you. The effect will be better."

The two got up, and Si Mocheng took her by the hand and walked slowly, fearing that she would fall.

Li Xiaoxiao was no longer cautious, but rather a little foolish.

Anyway, with him by her side, she is not afraid, and she will not fall.

"Walk well." Simocheng still couldn't help but reminded him.

"Oh~" Li Xiaoxiao smiled at him, bending his eyes.

The two walked all the way, many people looked frequently, and even some men whistled unceremoniously, and their inquisitive gaze fell on Li Xiaoxiao, walking up and down.