Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

Looking at Huo Ziming's bright eyes, they seemed to stay on his face like glue.

The beautiful lips are slightly pursed, showing a very hazy rose color in the dark, and the straight bridge of the nose is impeccable, and the perfect profile is handsome and gorgeous, and every angle is exciting.

But it was scary enough for him to look at him so straightly.

Jasmine coughed, breaking the embarrassment: "I said, that, did you just keep looking at me like this?"

"Yes." Huo Ziming smiled, his eyes still fixed on her plump lips: "Why? No way?"

"Did you see anything?" Jasmine rubbed her nose.

Huo Ziming tilted his head, and seemed to be thinking very hard: "Oh, it's nothing, just, I can see that you have a pimple on your face..."

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"P!!!!!!!!!!!" Jasmine's almond-shaped eyes widened. At this moment, she didn't care about the screen. The superhero was fighting the big villain to save the earth. She stretched out a pair of small claws viciously towards Huo Ziming. Choked on the neck.

Huo Ziming laughed lowly, his voice was hoarse and sexy.

Looking at her eyes, there is a little ambiguity.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the disobedient little paw tightly: "Hey, you said you have a pimple on your face, don't be so excited, you are not a dummy, real people will always have pimples, It doesn't matter, I don't despise you."

Jasmine wanted to cry without tears: "Then you can't say that I have pimples on my face. This is very fatal to girls. Can't you say something nice? You say you like me, but you only know how to hit me .”

"Okay, I won't hit you."

Huo Ziming touched Jasmine's face, his eyes became very affectionate.

It was so affectionate that Jasmine's whole body softened involuntarily.

At this moment, the light reflected from the movie screen was cast on his face, with an icy blue color.

The man's expression was in a trance for a moment.

He lowered his eyelashes halfway, and his eyes were like waves rippling in the middle of a lake.

Gently, lovingly stroking the contours of Jasmine's face with her fingertips:

"I like your eyebrows, because your eyebrows are black and curved, like crescent moons.

I like your eyes. They are big and deep. There are many unknown secrets hidden in them. People can't help but want to open them one by one to see what is going on in your little mind.

I like the tip of your nose. It's upturned and pointed. I really can't help but want to take a bite. "

Then, her fingers disobediently came to her petal-like lips: "And..."

Huo Ziming suddenly stopped talking, just pursed his lips lightly.

Jasmine pursed her lips: "What? I have nothing to say. Seeing that you can't even say a few words of love, flattery, or sweet talk, how do you become a vice president?"

"I don't say it, I do it!"

After finishing speaking, Huo Ziming straightened his body, pressed his body towards Jasmine, and gently wrapped his hands around her slender waist. Then, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the tip of her small pointed nose, and then walked all the way to Jasmine. down, staying on her petal-like lips, grinding inch by inch, bit by bit.

Jasmine couldn't help complaining: "Hey, haven't you kissed enough yet? I've already kissed you today, can you get some new ones..."

"Want new ones?" Huo Ziming's deep eyes floated a complex light, that kind of light was like the expression of a hungry child seeing a mountain of candies piled up in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he said very slowly: "You need something fresh? Really?"