Sweet Adorable Wife, Please Kiss Slower!

Si Han walked to the hall. A few dancers with hot figures were pole dancing on the U-shaped stage in the center.

Under the rotation of colorful lights, the men who came to seek fun were either seated at the high chairs appreciating the view or hugging beauties at the bar counter, drinking and laughing.

The current circumstances could be said to be steeped in wine and surrounded by women.

Lin Wanwan and the rest stood at the corner and watched Si Han enter the hall.

However, Ruan Baoer felt panicky. What if Si Han really went all out?

“Sister Ball, why don’t we forget it…”

“Eh?” At this moment, Shen Zhiyi’s eyes shone. “Look quickly in the eight o’clock direction. I seem to have seen Bao Si¹.”

Si Han clasped the back of Fu Ya’s head. Fu Ya wrapped her arms around his neck.

As their lips and tongues mingled, there was no trace of tenderness to speak of. It was like a fierce collision between softness and hardness. Both of them wanted to gain the initiative.

Even though their tongues were tingling with pain from the sucking, they still went wild.