Before she could put down the glass, she spit out the wine; it was too strong.
All Russian wines have to be called "Big Brother".
TV dramas are really misleading.
No wonder the scene just now looked familiar to her. It turned out that there were some rabbits missing.
If she changes her clothes to orange, she can dance even more beautifully.
I wonder if the moon is full today.
Nastu laughed loudly behind her, stretched out his big hand to her white and smooth neck, pinched her neck, and turned the woman's rosy face around.
Ignoring Su Yumo's uncomfortable expression, he directly covered her bright red and soft lips with his mouth.
Su Yumo was completely stunned by this sudden kiss.
Who is attacking whom?
The woman's lips were wet with wine, tasting like his own, and he wanted to taste what they were like.
His tongue pried open her teeth and began to sweep wildly, leaving no corner untouched.
It smelled of wine and morning dew, like the sea of flowers he had stumbled upon when returning from horseback riding a few years ago.
Su Yumo was not used to such a wild kiss. It was clearly his own mouth, but it was controlled by someone else.
She hated being suppressed.
The only kiss she had in her life was when she forcefully kissed a man in a suit in a bar after drinking six bottles of wine in an hour.
She was the one who took the lead in the kiss.
The man had his hands in his pockets, and except for his mouth, he was completely motionless. If his body hadn't been warm, she would have felt like she was kissing a robot.
When I thought about it the next day, I only remembered the kiss. I had no impression of the man at all. I only knew that he had a canine tooth.
Don't ask her how she knew that.
What was even more unacceptable was that Stu's mouth was full of strong smell of alcohol, which choked her and made her cough but couldn't.
The man still held her neck tightly, like a hungry wolf hunting her prey, until it stopped breathing.
Su Yumo reached out to push him, but he was like a wall, not moving at all.
Unable to struggle, she gave up resistance and saved her energy on what she could control.
Finally, Stu was satisfied with the kiss and slowly withdrew from her mouth. He lowered his eyes and saw that there was still wine on the corner of her mouth. He then stretched out his tongue to lick the wine off her cheek.
What a pervert!
Now that things have come to this, we absolutely cannot let this opportunity go.
Her throat, her mouth, her neck, her heart.
The sacrifice must not be in vain.
So Su Yumo stretched out his arms and hooked them around Nastu's neck, digging his nails into the man's skin.
Let’s see who can beat whom.
Why is this man’s neck so stiff? Is it made of iron?
Her nails hurt, and it was really a loss for herself, not worth it.
No, you have to endure it.
Then she raised a smile that she thought was charming, with her eyes curved and she slowly twisted her waist.
She endured the pain in her throat and uttered two words in a delicate voice.
"Great Khan."
When the voice came out, Su Yumo was shocked. Was this shy and lovely voice coming from himself?
If she were a man, she would be moved.
Her voice is neutral, neither soft nor hard, but plain and simple.
When I was a child, I listened to the sweet and soft voices of the children in kindergarten, and I would get angry with my mother as soon as I got home. Why didn’t she have that kind of voice?
After hearing this, her mother covered her mouth and smiled, telling her that this voice belonged to her alone and was unique.
She thought about it and felt that it made sense, and from then on she never worried about her voice again.
Indeed, human potential is unlimited.
Nastu raised an eyebrow, pressed the back of her head with one hand, pressed her against his chest, and looked down.
"King Yundan, the woman you found is quite interesting." He said in a joking tone.
Su Yumo felt like his brains were about to be pressed out by him.
But his chest is quite broad, even ants can play hide-and-seek in it.
His clothes slanted down from his right shoulder to his left waist where there was a patch of white hair.
She couldn't help but rub her cheek against the white fur.
So soft and spongy!
In return, the man's palm exerted greater force.
"As long as the Khan likes it, I've seen too many women on the grassland. Occasionally, something different will add some fun to the Khan's bed."
The people below laughed knowingly.
Su Yumo got goosebumps all over his arms from the laughter.
Suddenly a stern voice broke the laughter.
"Khan, you've already started stuffing women into the Khan's bed before we even get back to Sengiri?"
King Yundan Khan took a sip of wine and said nothing.
"Aokete, you've never tasted a woman. How about I find one for you when we get back?"
The man sitting next to Aokte put his arm around his shoulders, clinked his glass against his, and drank the whole bowl of wine with his head tilted back.
Aokote shook his head and pushed the man to his own place.
The man didn't care. He put down his wine glass, tore off the mutton on the plate and started eating, asking questions while eating.
"King Khan, are there any other women from the Western Regions? Please reward our brothers with them."
"This is the only one, and of course it is dedicated to the most honorable Khan on our grassland."
He turned his gaze towards the man sitting on the throne. Although his words were full of loyalty and passion, they carried a hint of coldness that came from underground.
Nastu met his sharp eyes, picked up the wine glass with his left hand, and stroked the back of Su Yumo's head with his right hand.
"Thank you for your concern, King Khan."
King Yundan Khan smiled generously and picked up the wine glass.
"For the future owner of the grassland, what does this little thing mean?"
Suddenly a strong wind blew into the tent, the fire inside the tent swayed left and right, and the shadows of the two people on the ground intertwined.
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