Nie Zefeng clapped his hands gently, and suddenly some candles were lit on both sides of the room. Only then did Xiao Qiao see clearly that there were actually several singers standing on both sides of the room, each holding something with silk, bamboo and wind instruments in their hands.

, I saw them playing a song immediately, "Dianchian Lips·Beautiful Love"

"A night of east wind blows away my sorrows on my pillow. I sing a few birds, and my dream turns to dawn on the screen window. I see the beginning of spring, I sing a few birds, and in a blink of an eye, spring is approaching. There are long pavilion roads and green grass on the horizon. It is only good to return home."

The song "Red Lips: Boudoir Love" was sung in such a tactful and touching way that Xiao Qiao was deeply involved in this kind of love.

Nie Zefeng walked over with a smile and poured a glass of wine for Xiao Qiao. Suddenly the glass gave off a faint light. As the wine continued to be filled, the light emitted by the glass became brighter and brighter.

Xiao Qiao said with a smile: "Master Hou, what kind of cup is this? Why is this wine so sweet? It seems to have the taste of strong liquor."

Nie Zefeng also began to answer jokingly: "This is called a luminous cup. Only when it is mixed with wine can it emit a faint light. As for this wine?"

Before he finished speaking, Nie Zefeng laughed loudly, and then said with a smile: "I got this for you in heaven yesterday. This is called wine, and it tastes sweet."

Xiao Qiao asked doubtfully: "Really?"

"Otherwise, you can try it."

Xiao Qiao slowly and tentatively touched the glowing wine glass with the corner of her mouth. In an instant, a hint of sweetness hit the corners of her mouth, the tip of her tongue, and her throat. Xiao Qiao drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

Then after wiping the corners of his mouth, he smiled slyly and said, "It's really delicious? Can I have another drink?"

Who would have known that once Xiao Qiao got greedy, he would drink more than a dozen drinks. Nie Zefeng also drank more than a dozen glasses with him.

It's relatively large. When I drank it, I didn't feel much, but once I finished drinking it, I started to have a reaction.

Xiao Qiao started to dance gracefully to the music. Nie Zefeng was attracted by Xiao Qiao's dance. However, the ancient solo dance was more about supporting the graceful and graceful figure of a woman. Nie Zefeng couldn't help but move up when he looked at it.

He hugged Xiao Qiao and said, "Come, I'll teach you a dance for two."

"Dance for two?" "Like this, you put your right hand on my left shoulder, and then our left and right hands join together."

"Then where is your left hand?"

Nie Zefeng suddenly laughed evilly and said, "My left hand, of course, is placed on your waist!" Nie Zefeng hugged Xiao Qiao. Xiao Qiao was suddenly shocked, and his heart rate accelerated a little.

The breaths began to become longer and shorter each other, and they were vague and uncertain for a while, but now Xiao Qiao was also slightly drunk, and under Nie Zefeng's sway, he also started to dance a modern social dance.

Xiao Qiao was dancing and laughing, and from time to time she fell into Nie Zefeng's arms. The two of them were dancing and laughing, and suddenly, the two people's eyes looked at each other, and they were so blurred under the illumination of the red candle.

A scent of fragrance wafted throughout the room, and the two people couldn't help but hug each other tighter.

Gradually, the two of them hugged each other tighter and tighter. Nie Zefeng waved his hand, and the orchestral, singing and dancing people exited the room one after another, and then gently closed the door. Nie Zefeng and Xiao Qiao began to kiss each other fiercely.

It was so deep that the two people began to undress each other again.

Xiao Qiao kept laughing, and their drunkenness became stronger and stronger, so that neither of them could stand up. They both fell to the ground at the same time, but Nie Zefeng was at the bottom and Xiao Qiao was on top. At this time, their clothes were already covered

The layers of fabric were on the ground, and now I was completely naked, without a single piece of clothing.

Nie Zefeng turned over and pressed Xiao Qiao under him, took off the last piece of gauze clothing on her body, and intertwined with her naked... She had no time to react, and was too slow to keep up with his steps until she felt him slowly entering.

It killed her, a pain forced her to burst into tears, and her head went blank... "Master Hou, Master Hou..."

Nie Zefeng lowered his head to kiss her face, kissing continuously to her ears, breathing heavily into her ears... Xiao Qiao felt that Nie Zefeng seemed to have spoken, and the silent words came as his lips rubbed against her ear.
Chapter completed!