บท 1818: 373: a piece of trash, a drunk searing burn! 5

“What is a future husband?”Ye Zao asked.

“A future husband is someone who can accompany you for life.”Cen Shaoqing hugged her.

“Cen Shaoqing.”

“Huh?”

“You’re so Pretty.”Ye Zao hooked his arm around his neck. His red lips pressed against his thin lips and kissed him.

Cen Shaoqing was stunned for a moment.

The Drunk Ye Zao was much more proactive than usual, and his hands and feet had become disobedient.

Cen Shaoqing was not strong-willed to begin with, and at this moment, he was even more restless. He wished that he could immediately punish the person under him, but his rationality told him that he could not.

Hold it in.

Taking advantage of others’danger was not the work of a gentleman.

As they kissed and kissed, Ye Zao fell asleep.

Cen Shaoqing sighed. This ancestor really knew how to torment people!

At this moment, the car slowly came to a stop.

Cen Shaoqing opened the elevator board.