Chapter 870 Crying Beauty

Ye Bihuang gently shook the glass and said, "The second is to check the color. Before tasting, pour a small amount of wine into the glass and observe the color of the wine. Whether it is white wine or red wine, it should be clear. Some red wine is dark in color, but it is not so turbid. The color is also very good. Important, just like purple is usually a lighter wine, dark red is a more mature wine, brick red or brown represents a more mature wine age, and this bottle of wine is clear and transparent and full of color, which can prove that it is definitely not an ordinary wine.

"That can't prove that it must be good wine."

Luo Xinghe deliberately tricked,

Ye Bihuang asked Luo Xinghe about the bottom, refused to let go of his attitude, and smiled bitterly, but she also judged that she was also a wine-knowing person. She smiled and said, "Good wine, especially red wine, will leave wine marks after shaking lightly. Shake the glass gently, let the wine form a whirlpool around the glass, and then lift the glass and keep it stable. Yes, let the wine slide down from the glass wall. If the wine slowly slides down and leaves clear marks, it means that the quality of the wine is good.

After saying that, he held the goblet and continued, "The facts once again prove that this wine is extraordinary."

Luo Xinghe also has to admit that what he said is true. He also believes that he is a person who knows red wine. As the ancients said, it is easy to get a daughter, and it is difficult to find a confidant. In the journey of life, friends are indispensable. If you can meet a confidant, it is a great blessing. Although Luo Xinghe does not drink often, he likes wine, more I like wine. Wine is delicious and not easy to get drunk. It can make girls beautiful. It is a rare wine suitable for women to drink. Of course, I finally met a confidant. Of course, I was very happy. I raised my glass and said, "Come on, let's have a drink for those who know wine."

Ye Bihuang happily touched Luo Xinghe, drank it all, and added it to her again, but she was very happy about it. I didn't know where to make a breakthrough before, but now I feel that God is helping him,

"A drink of wine for the beauty."

The so-called wine is a thousand cups of confidants, and there are more than a lot of words. The two are confidants in the wine. The two keep praising each other. Ye Bihuang is very eloquent and eloquent. Can Luo Xinghe not be happy? So she took another bottle. They finished the two bottles of wine in one word,

Ordinary red wine has no stamina, but the wine with a long storage period is different. The aged red wine is also known as a ** power **, because the longer the red wine is stored, the softer the taste, but behind the softness of the red wine, it is indeed very strong. By nine o'clock in the evening, Luo Xinghe was already a little drunk. Her face was ruddy and her eyes were hazy. Her body was probably hot. She unconsciously unbuttoned her coat and leaned on the back of the chair. Ye Bihuang was very sober, as if it was really like a thousand cups of wine for a confidant. Except for the slight heat of her body, the rest was not affected at all. < /P>

Ye Bihuang looked at Luo Xinghe's charming cheeks after drinking. After drinking, she exuded a blushing face and a happy smile, and her eyes became pitiful and gentle. Although the drunken beauty in front of her was wearing simple clothes, she had a tall figure like a model, lotus-like soft jade arms, beautiful and round slender **, finely cut. Smooth calves, and the mature, fragrant and towering jade peak, with delicate, smooth and delicate jade ice muscles and jade bones, a pair of dark and clear but intoxicated big eyes, soft and plump red lips, delicate little Yao's nose is beautiful, noble and elegant on the beautiful, noble and elegant beauty, plus her lines. Beautiful and smooth cheeks, blown pink face, a beautiful woman with a national beauty,

Ye Bihuang couldn't help stepping forward, bent down with a gentle smile and stretched out his hand to invite Luo Xinghe, "Xinghe, let's dance."

When she was slightly drunk, she didn't find that she had fallen into Ye Bihuang's palm at all. She forgot that this guy was a complete color embryo. The soft and weak body involuntarily stretched out her hand on Ye Bihuang's generous palm. Ye Bihuang grabbed her soft jade hand tightly and pulled her up happily. Luo Xinghe also let Ye Bihuang gently hugged the willow waist and walked to the dance floor outside the private room

There is no accompaniment of exciting dance music, no flashing lights, only the light cool music in the dance floor. Ye Bihuang hugged Luo Xinghe Liu's waist and began to dance. Luo Xinghe's charming and meek hands wrapped around his neck, gently leaned on his body, and gently spitting wine in his ear to leave fragrance. The smell, the two were as tender as water, snugling together with affection, and dancing the face-to-face dance between lovers. Ye Bihuang's hands slowly hugged Luo Xinghe tightly in his arms, so that their bodies were closer. Their hands began to gently stroke Luo Xinghe's smooth back, stroked her soft waist, and then slowly down. Kneading Luo Xinghe's plump and round **, although separated by a layer of clothes, you can still clearly feel Luo Xinghe's plump and round body, especially **'s straight, round and full fleshy elasticity. Ye Bihuang can feel that the bra on Luo Xinghe** is rubbing on his chest through the clothes,

When Ye Bihuang skillfully stroked and kneaded Luo Xinghe's plump buttocks twice, Luo Xinghe's delicate body trembled gently, as if he was a little sober, and he struggled feebly and said, "Bihuang, let go of me, I won't jump."

Her two beautiful meat balls swayed in Ye Bihuang's chest with the dance steps. In the close grinding of the meat, Ye Bihuang clearly felt her accelerated heartbeat and heard his nose. Luo Xinghe shyly turned his head away and dared not look at him. She was nervous and shy, which made her curled eyelashes tremble constantly. Ye Bihuang He smiled and whispered against Luo Xinghe's white ears, "No, we haven't finished the section yet."

The burning breath of the earlobe made **Luo Xinghe "squeak", and his whole body snuggled in his arms, feeling his tighter and tighter hugs, clearly smelling the strong masculine smell of a man on his body and a hot air that did not know where to come from. The heat and drunkenness gradually confused Luo Xinghe,

Half-push and half on the spot, let Ye Bihuang touch and rub her hands up and down, let his big hand grab her plump and round buttocks and knead, feeling the warmth from the blind date with the other party's skin, Luo Xinghe's shy ears were red, the slightly open soft lips gasped, and the heat made Ye Bihuang's neck itchy. At the same time, she clearly felt it clearly. Ye Bihuang's stiffness against her flat and soft lower abdomen. She wanted to move her body in horror, but Ye Bihuang's other hand clenched her waist, making her body completely unable to move.

"It's too shameful, don't do this"

Feel Luo Xinghe's smooth breathing, feel the softness of her chest, and feel the oncoming fragrance of women. Ye Bihuang's heart is full of fire, plump and round, full of elasticity, like sponge, hotly squeezed on his chest, Ye Bihuang's lips are light on Luo Xinghe's white and soft earlobes. Understated, gently rubbed, and her hands rubbed her plump and soft buttocks more unscrupulously,

Luo Xinghe felt the friction of his lips next to her earlobe, and the gasping breath made her white and tender earlobe itchy. His whole body leaned against him weakly. The trace of fire in the bottom of his heart was slowly burning, gradually becoming a fire that she had never experienced before. The hot and provocative Luo Xinghe's heart pounded, and Ye Bihuang's starry eyes stared at Luo Xinghe's blushing cheeks, giving Luo Xinghe enough opportunities to taste this inescapable taste,

Ye Bihuang kept licking her ears and Luo Xinghe's jade-like crystal-like earlobes. Luo Xinghe felt a surge of heat slowly rising from the bottom of his heart. After running a few times, he couldn't help stimulating every inch of her skin and her sensory consciousness.

Ye Bihuang's movements are still continuing. The coolness in her ears is the wet marks he kissed, the hot and warm ones are his raging tongue, and the sound of "sipping" is clearly transmitted to Luo Xinghe's heart through her small ingot-like ears. All kinds of practical feelings collide with her resoluteness, even if she does. The earth is patient, but it still can't stop the bursts of pleasure and the satisfaction of being loved from rising from the body,

Suddenly, Ye Bihuang's deep breathing sound floated to Luo Xinghe's ear, and deliberately breathed in her ear. The warm breath blew in through her ears, scratching the extremely small fluff on Luo Xinghe's already red ears, and blowing up a few hairs of her ears. This kind of crisp **The itchy feeling slowly quietly picks the flame of love into my heart,

"It can't be like this"

Luo Xinghe's pretty face turned red, clenched his lower lip, and tried desperately to pull Ye Bihuang's hand away,

"Don't"

Luo Xinghe rescued with both hands and was stopped by Ye Bihuang's hand inserted under his armpit. Both hands could not be used. Luo Xinghe could not resist the strong man at all. Ye Bihuang walked calmly in her flowers and firmly pressed her waist and buttocks in his lower abdomen.

Just when Ye Bihuang thought it could be easy, there was only a trace of clear and intelligent Luo Xinghe struggled to push Ye Bihuang away from his side and walked to the private room. The heavy sound of closing the door seemed to break Ye Bihuang's fantasy. Is it over? Is it over? Ye Bihuang, who has not given up, tried to open it. The door, as expected, the door was unlocked. Luo Xinghe was nervous and forgot to lock it for a while. It's better to say that she didn't want to lock the door in her heart.

When she walked in, she found that Luo Xinghe was lying on the bamboo table and buried her head tightly with her hands. She couldn't see whether she was excited or sobbing. She hadn't found Ye Bihuang approaching. At this moment, her mood was complicated and her heart was chaotic. There were two voices in her heart. One was not allowed. She couldn't do it. She also She is a yellow girl. How can she be like a guy who has only met a few times? The other is the opposite. She comforts herself that it's just dancing. Small friction is very common. Even if there is really some deviant behavior, it's just a momentary impulse of a man