Second Marriage: A wealthy abandoned husband

At today's dinner, Murong Qingcang's words were caught in a stick, so everyone may not have thought of the deep meaning in his words.

However, in the cold condensed air, Xia Yiling dropped the fork with a "bang".

Murong Zixuan bent down to pick up the fork on the ground, and passed it to the servant behind him.

The servant changed a new fork, and Murong Zixuan thoughtfully placed it by Xia Yiling's hand, he smiled, "Yiling, Qingcang just likes to joke, don't take it to heart."

"Hehehe," Ni Cuifen and Murong Changfeng laughed dryly, "Yeah, don't mind Yiling. Qingcang, this joke is a bit big. Let's eat, eat... This steak won't taste good when it's cold." ...

On the way, Xia Yiling found an excuse to go to the bathroom, she tore off the scarf around her neck, and slapped water on her face.She was apprehensive and fearful, as if a rope was tightly strangling her throat.

In the handshake before entering Murong's house tonight, Murong Qingcang deliberately slid his rough fingers lightly on her palm, and at the dinner party, he even meant her explicitly and secretly with his words and actions.

Xia Yiling knew that even though Murong Qingcang said that she was a stranger, he couldn't let her go.

The sound of the door opening came from behind, Xia Yiling wanted to get up and leave.However, a white shadow flashed past, Xia Yiling was firmly pressed against the door, and someone wantonly devoured her lips.

Murong Qingcang forcibly inserted his long tongue into Xia Yiling's mouth, and the wind and clouds swept over every inch of flesh in her mouth.His hands seemed to be on fire, pressing and kneading her delicate body everywhere.

Xia Yiling was anxious, ashamed and angry, she couldn't push Murong Qingcang, so she bit the tip of his tongue.The smell of blood spread in the mouths of the two, but Murong Qingcang kissed her tightly and did not let go.

After a long time Murong Qingcang let go, he pressed against Xia Yiling's forehead without leaving a gap, his deep and heavy breath hit Xia Yiling's cheek, Xia Yiling went to beat his chest,

"Why did you come here? What should you do if you are discovered?"

Murong Qingcang laughed seductively, but Xia Yiling wanted to bite off her tongue. Her ambiguous and reborn words, full of ambiguity, are not like the two of them are adulterers and prostitutes.

"Murong Qingcang..." His kiss lingered on her neck and chest, Xia Yiling refused.

At this time Xia Yiling didn't wear a scarf, her plump breasts were wrapped in the clothes, but she could see through the seductive grooves.Murong Qingcang squeezed her chest with his big hands, she watched the hemisphere exposed in the air, slutty and voluptuous, and Murong Qingcang was deeply buried in it, teasing her heartily.

Xia Yiling grasped the door weakly with both hands, "Murong Qingcang, if you do this again, I...I will call someone."

Murong Qingcang stuck out his tongue and licked it lightly, "Okay, then you can ask someone to go."

Murong Qingcang had already identified her shortcomings, so he acted recklessly like this.Xia Yiling's voice trembled, she begged a little,

"Murong Qingcang... Didn't you say you want to part ways and become strangers, you..."

Xia Yiling quickly shut up, she was afraid of moaning.Murong Qingcang had half lifted her breast wrap, stroked her buds with one hand, and kept teasing her with his mouth.

Murong Qingcang took over Xia Yiling's falling posture, he sneaked out of his busy schedule, and said vaguely, "Even if you are a stranger, you can't do this..."

Xia Yiling's whole body was charged with electrical currents, her body certainly reacted, maybe she was not a good woman in her bones.

She leaned against the door angrily and shyly, she didn't dare to look at what Murong Qingcang did to her body, and Murong Qingcang had already bitten her bud, she cried out in pain, he said freely,

"How old are you...?"

"Murong Qingcang, you..." He actually asked her how big her breasts were, and she begged discouragedly, "Let me go...you'll find out..."

But Murong Qingcang has long been burning with desire, he regrets playing this game, he just wants to tear this set of obstacles apart.

He heated up his lower body and slammed into her body through his dress. He knew how wretched his behavior was, but it was extremely exciting.

Murong Qingcang looked at Xia Yiling's blushing cheeks with satisfaction, he felt the layers of fragrant sweat coming out of her body, he listened to her uncontrollable panting, his blood boiled, and he slid his hand between her legs.

"Yi Ling..." Murong Zixuan called outside the door, like cold water waking up the two people who were in the heat of water.