Hearing this, Qingyao nodded slightly, raised her jade hand slightly, covered her red lips, and let out a silver bell-like laugh. She replied in a delicate voice, "Okay, in that case, I will respectfully obey your command." After that, the two smiled at each other and were about to turn around and leave together.
However, at this moment, something unexpected happened! The doorbell rang. Jun Mo Ran saw through the video surveillance that it was his friend and went to open the door.
When the door opened, several figures flashed into the house. It turned out that they were Jun Moran’s close friends who came to visit, and they were carrying a bunch of delicious food in their hands.
Jun Moran was stunned at the scene before him, then turned to look at Qingyao with an apologetic look on his face. He asked softly, "Ayao, today's events are really unfortunate. My good friend suddenly came to visit and brought so much food. How about we just have a meal at home tonight? I'm sorry to bother you. What do you think?"
When Qingyao heard this, she did not show any displeasure. Instead, she responded calmly: "It's okay. Since this is the arrangement, then I'll do as you say." After that, she took light steps and returned to Jun Moyan's home with everyone.
Soon, several people filed into the living room. Jun Mo Ran's friend deftly placed the dazzling array of delicacies one by one on the coffee table in the center of the living room, and then everyone sat down on the floor. Someone gently pressed the remote control, turning on the TV's screen projection function, and the picture instantly illuminated the entire room.
At the same time, Jun Moran's friend took out a few bottles of fine wine like a magician, and said with a smile: "How can we have food without wine? Come on, everyone, don't be polite, drink as much as you want!" Everyone present was not the kind of person who cared about trivial matters, so a lively dinner party kicked off.
As the drinks flowed, everyone chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere was harmonious. Time passed quietly amidst laughter and joy, and before they knew it, the night had deepened and was approaching midnight. At this moment, Jun Mo Ran's friend had already lost his temper and was drunk.
Seeing this, Jun Moran made a prompt decision and quickly called everyone's driver, and followed the driver to help his friend into the car.
When he went upstairs, he was surprised to find Qingyao had also passed out. She was limp, slumped there, her body leaning against the sofa cushions, her two slender arms casually draped over the sofa, her whole body leaning slightly against it.
Jun Mo Ran couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. He then walked forward, carefully extending his arms and picking up Qing Yao. He then steadily placed Qing Yao on the large bed in his bedroom and carefully pulled up the quilt for her.
However, Jun Moran himself wasn't completely awake either; he was also feeling a little tipsy. He staggered back to the living room, collapsed onto the sofa, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Time passed quietly, and before she knew it, it was already midnight. Qingyao, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt a strong thirst, so she got up from the bed in a daze and fumbled to open the door of the room with her movements, which seemed quite unfamiliar.
Stumbling, she arrived at the living room. With her vision blurred and her mind still hazy, Qingyao mistook the wine in the glass on the table for water. Without hesitation, she picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Although the sudden noise was slight, it still woke Jun Moran from his deep sleep. He felt his head was extremely dizzy, and it took him a long time to open his eyes. When he sat up, he happened to see Qingyao holding the wine glass and drinking the remaining liquid in it.
Jun Moran was startled and hurried forward, reaching out to grab Qingyao's arm tightly, trying to stop her from drinking. In a panic, he snatched the water cup from Qingyao's hand and placed it heavily on the coffee table beside him.
He then hurried forward a few steps, trying to support Qingyao who was unsteady on her feet. Unexpectedly, both of them were staggering due to being drunk, and they both stumbled and fell to the ground accidentally.
What was even more unexpected was that in this chaotic moment, Qingyao's delicate lips accidentally touched Jun Moyan's lips, and instantly a current spread throughout her body...
Jun Moran stared wide-eyed at the peerless beauty so close to him, as if time had stood still. The face was breathtakingly beautiful, like a meticulously crafted work of art, every line flawless. He felt as if his heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, unable to look away.
As their eyes met, an indescribable impulse surged in his heart, making him involuntarily indulge in it. He slowly approached and gently touched those soft lips, as cautiously as a dragonfly touching the water.
However, this touch ignited the fire that had been hidden deep in his heart for a long time. He couldn't help but deepen the kiss, holding Qingyao tightly in his arms with both hands, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
Qingyao's consciousness was still hazy. She was simply thirsty and wanted to find some water to quench her thirst. When Jun Moyan's lips touched hers, she mistakenly thought she had found a source of water and instinctively began to absorb the moisture from his mouth. She had no idea what was happening at the moment and was simply reacting on instinct.
Just like that, one stumbling upon something by accident, the other in a daze, the atmosphere between them instantly became intensely passionate, like a raging fire, once ignited, it was impossible to control. They clung to each other, their steps stumbling and stumbling towards the bedroom. Their lips never parted, their breaths mingling in a unique rhythm.
Finally, they reached the bedside. Jun Moyan panted heavily, struggling to stand up, his eyes dazed as he gazed at the person beneath him. His fingers trembled as he unbuttoned his shirt, buttons falling one by one, revealing his sturdy chest and broad shoulders. Then, he gently removed Qingyao's clothes, revealing her snow-white skin, a breathtaking painting.
Jun Mo Ran felt a wave of dizziness as he gazed upon the beauty before him, his intoxication growing stronger. He lowered his head and gently kissed Qing Yao's forehead, the tip of her nose, her cheeks... finally landing on her luscious lips. As if sensing his passion, Qing Yao suddenly reached out, grasping Jun Mo Ran's head and kissing him. For a moment, the only sounds in the room were heavy breathing and the lingering sounds of kissing.
Before they knew it, their clothes were scattered on the floor, a mess. Moonlight shone through the window onto them, illuminating their intertwined figures in a dreamlike state.
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