Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

"Jing Lue is not another man...he is...he is...ah..."

As if punishing Haiyue for not paying attention, Sikong Jingqiu grabbed her slender waist and pushed forward forcefully.

"It doesn't matter who it is! You just need to look at me carefully and attentively!" Sikong Jingqiu ordered forcefully, occupying every inch of her body arbitrarily.

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The whole body was covered with hot sweat because of the two incisive mingling of water and milk. Haiyue wanted to get up and go to the bathroom to wash, but her body was completely unable to move as if she had been run over by a big truck.

She tried to sit up with her arms up, but failed several times. Before she even had time to get up, she slumped limply between the bed and the quilt, and the upper and lower body was tightly pressed by Sikong Jingqiu. Impossible to get up...

Sikong Jingqiu had a smug smile on his lips, lazily watching her struggling under him, but he was not willing to reach out to help her.

"Still laughing! Get me up quickly, I'm going to take a shower!" Haiyue reached out and hit him softly.

"I'll carry you?" Sikong Jingqiu suggested very kindly.

"No, hurry up and get out!" Haiyue yelled at him weakly.

If you continue to maintain this posture, you don't know when he will rise up again!

She was almost paralyzed from exhaustion, and now she just wanted to take a shower and have a good sleep, and she didn't have any strength to deal with his overly strong desire anymore.

"Okay. Since my wife has ordered, I will..." Sikong sighed with infinite regret, as if deliberately torturing her, he withdrew from her body at an extremely slow speed, fell to the side, and muttered He muttered to himself, "Tsk, what a pity... I wanted to do it again..."

"Dead pervert!" Haiyue sat up with her arms propped up. After spitting at him, she stood up and was about to go to the bathroom to wash off her sticky body. □□.

"What's wrong?" Sikong Jingqiu immediately sat up and supported her body.

"It's not all your fault!" Haiyue thumped him, "I told you to restrain yourself..."

"Let me carry you..." Sikong Jingqiu stood up, hugged her by the waist, walked into the bathroom with a light smile on his face, showing no sign of repentance.

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When she reached the bathroom door, Haiyue suddenly grabbed Sikong Jingqiu's arm, preventing him from going any further.

"What's wrong?" Sikong Jingqiu froze for a moment.

"Get Jing Lue to the bed first, I'm afraid he'll catch a cold soon." Haiyue looked over Sikong Jingqiu's shoulder and looked behind him at Jing Lue, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Sikong Jingqiu raised the corners of his lips, and said shamelessly, "After you put Jinglue on the bed, will you let me deal with it?"

"You—" Haiyue's face was red, she didn't know what to say for a while, she curled up in his arms and muttered.

After a while, seeing Jing Lue moving, as if he was about to turn over, he worried that Jing Lue would fall from the sofa to the ground, so he said anxiously, "Okay, hurry up and bring Jing Lue back!"

"Yes!" After getting the answer he wanted in his heart, Sikong Jingqiu immediately put down Haiyue, turned around, and walked quickly towards the sofa.

Haiyue quickly took advantage of this opportunity to slip into the bathroom, closed the door, and took the time to wash her body, hoping to finish everything before Sikong Jingqiu came in, so as not to be tossed by him again so that she couldn't even stand still.