Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

A playful dark color flashed across Pu Li's eyes.Use the reader to read tens of millions of novels, completely without ads!

He shook his head dully and closed his eyes dully.

Women, women, the disasters of the city, the causes of destruction, the terrible disasters, are really the most troublesome existence in the world.

No matter how cold and self-controlled a man is, he will become a fool when he meets a woman who is destined for him.

"I understand." Turning around, Pu Li turned his back to Jun Kui, his cold voice was full of strange resentment, and he floated over eloquently, "I 'touched' 'your person', what consequences do you want to give me? ?”[

The words are full of provocation.

He said he didn't take Jun Kui's threat seriously.

Treating him like this for a woman, hmph.

"You go." Jun Kui withdrew his eyes and stopped looking at him. Instead, he came to the side of the big bed and watched quietly as the doctors were busy treating Xia Qing's wound, re-applied the medicine, and then wrapped it with sterile gauze. After wrapping it up, Xia Qing's little face turned pale with pain, but she didn't say a word, her face turned to the other direction, her body stiffened, and Jun Qi stroked her fluffy and soft black hair pitifully, "It's okay." The voice was still the same. As always, it is deep and clear, but it is obviously different from the previous confrontation with Shang Puli. The same timbre just interprets two different feelings.

How could Pu Li not be able to tell the difference.

There was a strange expression on the monstrously handsome face, which was very faint and disappeared very quickly, almost hard to catch.

He strode out the door, trying to appear so heavy with every step, never looking back, never hearing Jun Kui's call.

For that woman, Jun Qi almost fell out with him.

ridiculous!

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The doctors left one after another, and all the idlers left the venue. The night was dark, covering the earth, and another day passed.

The half of the bed next to Xia Qing was slightly sunken, and it was Jun Kui, who was lying on her side, with his big hands gently wrapping around her waist under the thin quilt, and gently stroking her obviously thin body.

Even if she wanted to struggle, Xia Qing had no strength left, she didn't even bother to use any cold-eyed strength, she lay there quietly, breathing lightly.

He doesn't speak.

Naturally, she would not open her mouth on her own initiative.

A strange atmosphere slowly spread.

The pain that was temporarily suppressed by the potion suddenly became clear.

In order to get rid of that strange and annoying feeling, Xia Qing focused her attention on the pain of the wound like self-torture. Gradually, the pain became clearer and heavier. What was even more depressing was that she still couldn't get rid of Jun Qi's presence.

Xia Qing was sullen. [

After being bored for a while, I suddenly realized that Jun Kui's breathing seemed to become deeper, brushing her neck rhythmically one after another.

He fell asleep? ?

He actually fell asleep? ?

She is sick! !

The patient's bed is also coming to grab! !

so bad.

Xia Qing closed her eyes angrily, and the trace of anger aroused by Pu Li before disappeared completely, replaced by even greater anger, directed at Jun Kui, and the previous incident caused Jun Kui to sleep with her in his arms. Compared with this matter, it becomes a boring trivial matter, and I don't bother to mention it.

I don't know how long it has passed, but when Xia Qing was also a little drowsy, a light kiss suddenly fell on the side of her neck. 