I Will Always Love You

While she was thinking about these questions in a mess, Cheng Zhiyan's deep eyes stared at her motionlessly.

? ?

Little Rabbit thinks... her orange juice brother seems to be a little wrong? ?

However, before she could ask, Cheng Zhiyan had turned the balcony silently and stood in front of her.

From such a close distance, the unique cold breath of his body instantly surrounded her, and it... seemed to be mixed with a strong smell of wine? ?

Little Rabbit sniffed, and when he was about to ask Cheng Zhiyan if he was drinking, he actually stretched out a slender palm, grabbed her arm suddenly, and pulled her toward him.

The little rabbit staggered and couldn't stand still, and the whole person fell into Cheng Zhiyan's embrace.

He tightly hugged the slender waist of the rabbit with one hand, and pinched her delicate chin with the other hand, leaned straight and kissed her rosy lips.

"Um...Orange juice..." The little rabbit's voice was already blocked by him before he shouted.

His slippery tongue opened her teeth involuntarily, the tip of his tongue found her soft little tongue, and he kissed fiercely and with a hint of punishment.

The little rabbit felt that the sky was spinning, and a strong smell of alcohol spread from her mouth in an instant.

He...drank alcohol? ?

Little Rabbit's eyes widened, and he looked at Cheng Zhiyan's handsome face up close.

There is no special look on his face. It can even be said that his expression is cold and without a trace of emotion.

Those clear and deep eyes, like a pool of bottomless spring water, stared at her silently.

The eyes of the two of them looked straight at each other, but their lips were tightly entangled.

Little Rabbit gradually felt a little hot on her body, and her face turned red involuntarily. In the end, she was defeated by Cheng Zhiyan's gaze and silently closed her eyes.

His kiss was completely different from before.

More powerful, more powerful, and less tolerant of her rejection.

The little rabbit's heart was pounding in his chest, almost jumping out of his throat.

Cheng Zhiyan's arm was around her waist, making her body tightly close to him, while his other hand turned from squeezing the chin to the back of her head. This posture made her In his arms, under his lips, he couldn't move at all.

The little rabbit felt a little dizzy before his eyes.

There was also a strong smell of alcohol in his breath, spraying it warmly on her cheeks, and even because he was kissing her, she could feel his straight nose against her face.

Little Rabbit didn't know how much alcohol he had drunk, or how much of her orange juice brother's alcohol volume, or whether he was drunk.

She only knew that she was entangled by him decisively and strongly, almost giving her no chance to breathe, or even a chance to resist, so she had to be forced to entangle him thoroughly.

The little rabbit just raised his head and stood on the balcony. Gradually, those slender hands gradually changed from resting on his chest to encircling his neck.

I don't know how long such a passionate kiss lasted, until the little rabbit felt a slight pain in his lips, and Cheng Zhiyan slowly moved his face away.