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

She had to give herself some leeway...

It's a pity that what she thought was clever and flattering didn't have the desired effect.

"Okay, I knew my dear wife wouldn't really mess with me, come on, kiss my husband... kiss sweeter..."

He squinted his eyes, and his voice was as mellow as old wine, fragrant and sweet but bitingly cold.

Huanyan instinctively wanted to vomit.

How could she want to kiss him?

Now she can't wait to pierce his heart with that dagger!

But she is no match for him no matter in terms of physical strength, status, or psychology.

She can only stand on tiptoe...

This man is really tall.

I remember that night in Paris, his figure was not comparable to that of ordinary white men.

And now that he was barefoot, he looked more like a poor little boy who could be strangled to death by him at any time.

She closed her eyes and warned herself viciously in her heart that she had no room to retreat.

Even if it was more disgusting than eating a hundred cockroaches, she still had to please this man!

After hesitating for a moment, he opened his rosy lips and silently greeted his cold and perfect lip arc!

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Well, finally delivered to the door.

There was a gloomy desire in the man's eyes.

Her slender waist was held by big hands, and her delicate body was forced against the wall.

He tortured her with the most fanatical passion | presumptuously and domineeringly.

The slender big hands also penetrated into her torn clothes, deliberately provoking.

Turning from passive to active, Huanyan's pitiful means of seduction are no longer enough, and she is easily deprived of control.

After all, no matter how much she talked on paper and watched a few days of love action movies, she was no match for an experienced man.

He looked at her carefully, and bowed his head with a sneer: "I kissed you very inattentively today, my wife..."

Grab her wet red lips and cover them completely.

The flexible tip of his tongue lightly tapped into her mouth, tasting her sweetness.

She lowered her head and entangled heavily, as if wanting to sweep everything about her insanely!

Huanyan only felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if she remembered that that night, in Paris, he did not kiss her so frantically, and only concentrated on doing what he should do.

But I didn't expect that it was just the entanglement of lips and teeth, but it had such power...

Her face turned pale, her hands clasped feebly on his shoulders, and begged, "Take a rest... okay..."

"Usually you're not like this, baby..." He kissed wildly again.

Tears welled up, but she knew she couldn't bargain at this moment.

He raised his chin in humiliation, catering to his plunder...

"Sure enough."

Situ Chenjue snorted coldly, and let her go suddenly.

It's boring to give in so quickly.

I knew she was like this, and her self-esteem was worthless at all.

Huanyan was bounced aside by inertia, put her arms around her shoulders, panting heavily.

Situ Chenjue suddenly picked up the dagger again and stepped forward!

Use the tip of that sharp dagger to lift the edge of her torn clothes just now!

Little by little, slowly, the cold blade cut across the skin of Huan Yan.

She had goose bumps all over her body, not only because of the horrible feeling of being brushed by the blade, but also because of the man's eyes!