The runaway wife of the president of the empire

Is his anger because she said something wrong?

She's so generous, doesn't stop him from looking for other women, is it wrong?

No way!Don't all men like Yingying Yanyan?

Are there fewer women around him, President Lei?

While she was in a daze, the man had already stripped her naked and used his skilled skills on her. www>

"Let go of me, it's uncomfortable, it will hurt!" Mu Yiyi was still struggling for the last time, his low and soft voice seemed to be begging for forgiveness, but also seemed to be complaining.

She rubbed her body vigorously, but she didn't expect that he was pressing her too tightly and heavily, and her attempt to push him away with her waist turned into a seduction that wanted to refuse.

He hummed softly, and a sensitive part of his body felt tense and painful.

"If you don't accept it, how can you be comfortable?" In her ear, he exhaled a scorching breath, evil-charming and bewitching!

She was so shocked that her whole face turned red. Although she didn't spend many times with him, there were a few times.

At this time, he probably understood what he meant.

But every time she does it with him, it really hurts. As soon as he starts, all the sensory cells in her body will subconsciously resist.

That kind of resistance will make her whole body stiff, and it will make her die of pain!

So, she doesn't want it, not at all!

But no matter how strong she is, can she be stronger than Lei Yufeng?

Once this hateful man made up his mind, how could he care about her feelings?

"Mr. Lei, don't be like this, I'm really afraid of pain!" She wanted to cry, but she couldn't take care of her little hands.

Her soft begging for mercy instead aroused Lei Yufeng's strong desire to conquer, making his movements more and more presumptuous, and his slender fingers slowly slid down her smooth and white long legs.

"Yiyi, give me..."

His hoarse and mellow voice is full of fascination-charm, and the sexy-thin-lips slowly move along behind her ears, to her neck, to her collarbone...

Because of the stimulation, Mu Yiyi trembled slightly, her thighs were unconsciously clamped, and a blush began to appear on her fair skin.

"Yiyi, be good! For me, endure..."

At such times, his voice was always very deep and hoarse, as if aged, which made her feel like he was about to get drunk.

This is probably her life! [

She bit her lip, closed her eyes slowly, and took a deep breath...

Lei Yufeng clasped her waist with one hand, gently raised her long legs with the other hand, lowered his waist and buried himself deeply in her warm and soft body.

"It hurts..." she let out a stern cry, and immediately there was a burning pain in her lower body, "Please... don't you want it? Please..."

By this time, no matter how much patience a man has, it is obviously not enough.

If you want him to stop, you might as well shoot him down.

"One by one..." he whispered, while comforting her with kisses, he pressed her forcefully to linger to death.

On Mu Yiyi's forehead, cold sweat began to break out.

Opening her eyes, what greeted her was a pair of eyes full of desire and passion, possession and catharsis, and a body that was rushing towards her body.

Same as every time in the past, she was so painful that her whole body became abnormally pale, and the tears in her eyes dripped down reflexively because of the stimulation of pain.

This kind of intimate contact between a man and a woman, to her, is purely a dance on the tip of a knife, and it hurts so much that she just wants to die.