Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

"Does it still hurt? Why do you always wear high heels? You are already very beautiful, even if you are dressed in ordinary clothes, you are still eye-catching. Why do you have to wear these shoes to abuse your feet." It's no different from the men who love their wives all over the world. The young master of the Jun family, full of fireworks, fell into the mortal world and became an ordinary man, exclusive to Xia Qing.

Under the starry sky, in the breeze, Xia Qing looked at him stupidly, without blinking, as if she wanted to see Jun Qi in her heart, and imprint his figure in her eyes forever, and store it for a lifetime.

Such a man, no woman can resist the temptation.

She is also just an ordinary woman, and it is inevitable that she will fall, there is no doubt about it.

In the past, she was still able to control herself, using past misunderstandings as an excuse, trying not to think about him, not to be attached to him, not to care about his existence, but now, everything seems to have become impossible. [

Xia Qing took the initiative to embrace his neck with her hand, and blinked her clear eyes. Under his gentle gaze, she took the initiative to put her lips on his, and stuck them to his slightly raised lips with infinite tenderness. above the petals.

She is most familiar with the scent, taste, and temperature that belonged to him. With tender red lips, with surging courage, he pressed a kiss with no regrets. Sensing his stiffness, she felt a little proud in her heart, and her lilac tongue naturally stuck out. Prying open his teeth, like a fairy of a hundred flowers, hooking him sweetly, lingering together, sinking together.

Jun Kui's stiffness only existed for a short moment.

Xia Qing's extremely rare initiative was extremely lethal.

The beautiful and charming little face, under the night, added a hint of mystery. The round and seductive body clings to his body. After finding his own position naturally, he completely occupies it as a matter of course, and refuses to move any more. rub off.

He knew that Xia Qing, whom he had longed for and guarded for many years, had finally grown up.

No longer watching his existence, no longer ignoring his contribution, no longer refusing his approach.

He was as stiff as a stone sculpture, forcing himself bit by bit, returning to reality, occupying the commanding heights with ecstasy, carefully savoring the happiness that has been delayed for many years.

And Xia Qing, although she didn't get Jun Kui's memory, still insisted on deepening the kiss.

Such a night.

Such a beautiful situation.

It seemed inappropriate to do anything but kiss him, hug him.

She tried very hard to seduce her, innocent but very serious and insisted on warming the machine. There was a roar in her mind, and she didn't know whether it was the wind echoing in the mountains passing through the woods, or her heartbeat, madly. If you beat the drums.

It seems that several centuries have passed, like waiting all the way from the Ice Age to the rise of human society, Jun Qi finally reacted.

With a low growl, he seized the initiative forcefully, temporarily put down many inexplicable thoughts, and under her extraordinarily hard seduction, he raised the white flag.

Turning from active to passive, the courage she mustered up all of a sudden seemed not enough.

All the experience about love between men and women came from him. She thought she was a very good student, and she used what she had learned to infer other things from one example, but she didn't know that the skills she had learned were still superficial and superficial. 