"Really? Are you really not angry with me?"

"Well, don't be angry, don't be angry..."

His hard chin pressed against her shoulders, his ears gently rubbed against her ears, and his hot thin lips gently kissed her white neck and shoulders.

"Jun Moyan, I miss you so much. I miss you so much that you can't sleep or eat. I miss you so much that you can't cry..." Wen Xiaoai felt more and more uncomfortable as she spoke, and her tears kept falling.

Jun Moyan's hand holding her body loosened. He stepped back and pulled a little distance from her. Instead, he held her little face with both hands, kissed her forehead lightly, then lowered his head and kissed her nose lightly, and said softly:

"I miss you as well……"

He thought of her and was going crazy.

Wen Xiaoai raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, sobbed a few times, then hugged Jun Moyan's neck, pouted her mouth and kissed his lips.

"Jun Moyan, I won't be a princess anymore. I don't want anything anymore. I'm going to be with you..."

Jun Moyan held her little face and kissed her densely like raindrops.

"I don't want anything, I just want you..."

He murmured while kissing her face.

He was like recovering his lost treasure. The pain of longing for these days was finally received at this moment, so he kept kissing her.

The activation of alcohol made him unable to control his behavior at all, or he wanted to go with his will.

The hot kiss fell on her lips. He opened his mouth and bit her lips gently, savored it, sucking it, lingering and grinding.

The salty and sweet taste of tears mixed with the aroma of wine, he became more and more drunk, but he knew clearly what he was doing at the moment.

Wen Xiaoai could respond to him at first, but when Jun Moyan's tongue pried open her teeth and the tip of her tongue touched her little tongue, Wen Xiaoai didn't know what to do.

Just like the last time he got drunk.

It is only when he is drunk that he kisses her like this.

Wen Xiaoai's cheeks began to flush, not only because she lacked oxygen because she could not breathe, but also because of her shameful kiss.

“Um…”

Wen Xiaoaiqing couldn't help but moan, and felt the blood in her body flowing backwards, her brain was hot, her eyes gradually became blurred, and her mouth was filled with the smell of Jun Mo Yan and wine.

"Jun Mo... um..."

He kissed her more and more fiercely, and he wanted to swallow her into his stomach in one bite.

Wen Xiaoai was kissed to death, and her little hands were weakly supported on his firm chest, and she wanted to push but had no strength.

His breathing was messy and heavy, and his big hands became restless on her.

Finally, when Wen Xiaoai was about to suffocate, he let her go and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Wen Xiaoai was gasping for breath, and all the heat exhaled from his little mouth sprayed on Jun Moyan's face, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

Before she could rest, Jun Moyan's kiss came again.

Wen Xiaoai couldn't resist it. Although she liked Jun Mo and Yan kissed her very much, it was a bit too uncomfortable.

So she spoke out and said softly:

"Jun Moyan, the ground is cold..."

The next moment, without waiting for Wen Xiaoai to react, Jun Moyan suddenly hugged her and stood up. The sudden rise of the height made Wen Xiaoai reflexively stretch out his arm and hooked his neck.

Jun Moyan hugged her and walked straight to the bed.

Because of his drunkenness, his pace was a little unstable, but he hugged her tightly.

As soon as Wen Xiaoai touched the bed, Jun Moyan's body covered her body.
Chapter completed!