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Chapter 1702 - Chapter 1702 Do You Still Want To Kiss Her

Chapter 1702: Do You Still Want To Kiss Her? Chapter 1702: Do You Still Want To Kiss Her? “This is my wine.”

Feng Yi followed Mo An’s swaying fingers and looked over. She pointed at the bed and then at the coffee table. In any case, she was not pointing at the wine glass in his hand.

“I don’t care! What’s yours is mine! I want to drink!”

Moan’s little face was as red as a cooked prawn as he struggled to sit up.

She was so drunk that she couldn’t sit up so easily.

Boom! With a dull thud, the empty wine glass in her hand fell onto the carpet.

Feng Yi didn’t reach out to help her up. He only smiled as he watched her struggle to get up.

He watched for a full five minutes as if he was watching a show, but Moan still hadn’t sat up.

He tried his best to remember, but he was so exhausted that he failed. Moan gave up on himself and simply didn’t get up.

“I want to drink, drink! Brother Yi, Brother… I want, I want…Wine.”

Mo An was so drunk that he stuttered.

She even reached out to snatch Feng Yi’s red wine.

However, her hands and legs were so weak now that she might not be able to drink it even if the wine was brought to her, let alone snatch it.

“You really want to drink it?”

Feng Yi gently swirled the remaining mouthful of red wine in his glass.

“Yes! I want…”

Mo An was so drunk that his eyes were half-closed, and his gaze was unfocused. He reached out to Feng Yi as if he wanted to hug him.

“Alright.”

After agreeing to her with a simple word, Feng Yi tilted his head and poured the wine into his mouth.

“..”

Seeing that he had finished the last mouthful of wine, Moan’s hand that was reaching out to him paused.

Subconsciously, she felt that what he was doing was inappropriate, but her drunken brain did not react in time to stop him. She could only open her eyes and look at him foolishly.

Feng Yi did not swallow the red wine in his mouth. He puffed up his cheeks and leaned towards her.

Mo An, who was lying on the sofa, looked at Feng Yi. His mind was completely blank. He could only watch as Feng Yi leaned down bit by bit.

Feng Yi bent down and hovered above her.

The two of them were very close to each other, looking at each other.

His moist eyes locked onto her red oval face. That pair of seductive eyes reflected his face in a drunken state.

At such a close distance, pressing her down in such an overwhelming position, Feng Yi’s mind moved slightly as he gently lifted her tender and smooth pointed chin.

His deep and moist eyes were locked on her, but she did not close her eyes. Her unfocused eyes stared at him in a daze.

He lowered his head slowly, and his sexy lips pressed against her small, seductive red lips.

The tip of his tongue gently pried open her lips and tongue. After she ‘surrendered’ without any resistance, he slowly poured the red wine into her mouth.

Mo An was so drunk that she had lost consciousness. She subconsciously swallowed the wine that had passed into her mouth.

With her chaotic and abnormal brain, how could she react? What did their actions mean, and how could she judge if it was appropriate?

Feng Yi kept his eyes open the entire time, taking in all her reactions.

Her drunken eyes did not change at all from the beginning to the end. It seemed that she was completely drunk.

When the red wine was all in her mouth and she swallowed it, he still couldn’t bear to leave.

As his lips moved slightly, he tried to kiss her gently.

Her lips were small and sweet with the fragrance of the wine. He was addicted to kissing her.

No matter how addicted he was, he did not kiss her for long. But when he retreated, his moist eyes were frighteningly dark, as if a demon was summoning him.”Do you want more?”