Should I Not like It

She wanted to breathe, and to expel Ye Lan's unique scent, it was the sweetness of red wine.

Ye Lan didn't lie. He did drink, but Ye Lan wasn't the one who lost his mind.

The man's kiss lingered between her lips. Tong Xin really didn't know what was wrong with Ye Lan, but the man seemed to need an outlet.

Ye Lan kissed her, regardless of whether he was rational or not.

"Ye, Ye Lan."

Tong Xin's heart skipped a beat in the dark workshop.

Bang bang bang!

It was like someone was knocking on a window.

Tong Xin's pupils slightly constricted. Ye Lan was indeed beautiful. No matter the circumstances, the Emperor's every move was filled with a bloodthirsty charm.

Tong Xin had no way to resist, and Ye Lan also took off all the buttons on his shirt.

Tong Xin's eyes were wide open as she looked a little nervous. "Ye Lan, you …"