1112. Chapter 1112 Spoiling and Loving You All My Life (12)

In an instant, the tide of emotion surged.

The lingering scent of love permeates the room, and there are light or heavy panting sounds in the room.

Shi Guang was dripping with sweat and exhausted, he didn't even want to open his eyelids, and his hands were still hooked on Lu Yanchen who was still mingled with her body.

Lying down, Time suddenly remembered something.

She turned her head and lay down on Lu Yanchen's chest: "Today I was chatting with Su Ya. Su Ya said that there was something I would never have thought of, and then she smiled smugly. What is it that we didn't think of?"

Lu Yanchen directly denied: "I don't know."

"Guess."

"I can't guess."

"Lu Yanchen."

"It seems that you still have energy, let's do it again."

...

Shang Mo drank too much wine and woke up at night with a headache. He rubbed his temples and quietly looked at the empty embrace with his deep eyes.

He rubbed his forehead, recalling everything that happened yesterday, he seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south, and he seemed to meet Rong Mo when he came back.

Enlarged breasts, slender waist, red lips... Delicate palms.

Entwined, charming, pleasure... like the real thing.

Shang Mo's brows were tightly furrowed, and his heart was a little restless.

I don't remember clearly because of drunkenness, but the important plots are still very impressive, for example, Rong Mo is a woman, because she is wet and soft, he sighed, she was shouting and moaning fiercely, and he kept holding her in his arms , coaxing softly, but is now empty.

Just thinking about it again, the body felt a dagger and desire again.

But everything is like a ridiculous dream, it seems very unreal, with a feeling of trance

Is it true or not.

In the morning after drunkenness, people's willpower is very weak.

Shang Mo lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a while, then lifted the quilt and got up.

Looking at the mess in the room, I couldn't calm down more and more. The hangover soup, red wine, and the red color on the bed sheets all looked like they had gone through a big battle.

Thinking of the lingering in the dream, my mind became numb again, that absurd dream suddenly disappeared, and it was vividly performed in reality.

He didn't believe it was a dream.

Shang Mo immediately ran out and went directly to Rong Mo's room.

It was empty inside.

I thought she was going downstairs, but when I got downstairs, I saw the maid aunt who was cleaning. When the maid saw him going downstairs, he immediately asked him if he needed to prepare dinner.

Shang Mo nodded, and then asked, "Where is Rong Shao?"

The aunt was stunned for a moment: "Is Young Master Rong back?" She was on vacation yesterday and was not in the villa.

At this moment, Shang Mo is not sure whether what he experienced last night is true. If Shang Mo has not been back to the villa, or has left too early, how could he appear in his bed last night.

He didn't say anything, he just waved his hand and asked Auntie to cook.

Auntie doesn't know, but Dashan should know. When he came back last night, Dashan seemed to have talked to her.

Meals were prepared quickly.

Shang Mo took a shower, and when he went downstairs again, Auntie had already prepared dinner.

He was sitting at the dining table, and subconsciously looked at the opposite seat, which was Rong Mo's seat, who was thin and weak, but had a very large appetite, but watching her eat could make her have a special appetite...