Demon President, please don't touch me

The pitch-black night shrouded the whole world in black velvet, and the few stars shone like diamonds, but they made people upset.

Normally Leng Anchen would come back very late, she didn't feel anything special, but today was different, she felt that today's time seemed to be stretched out, so long that she almost couldn't bear it.

The mobile phone is in her hand, but it has been so quiet all the time, as if she is in arrears, and no one can get through, but she knows that her mobile phone is normal.What a world of color.

She stood like that, looking into the distance with her dark eyes, as if she wanted to see something, but her eyes were all black that she couldn't figure out. In the end, her legs stood still, and the night clock of the city also rang .

In the early morning, it was already the beginning of a new day, but he hadn't come back yet!

It's so late, is he not coming back?

Such thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he thought who would he be with?

Suddenly feeling scared, she pressed her hands on her head at once, and she forced herself not to think about it, but as time went by, she still couldn't control herself.

She turned off the light, closed her eyes, lay on the bed, and forced herself to fall asleep, but she couldn't fall asleep, she just felt that the bed was too big, the house was too empty, and the empty space made her feel cold, but now it was the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, It shouldn't be cold. .

She curled herself up, as if it would make her warmer, but it turned out that the more she curled up, the colder she became...

I can't help but think of the feeling of lying in his arms countless nights, it's so warm, it makes people want to never wake up.

Stretching out her hand, she touched a blank space in the darkness, and the chilling chill made her feel scared. Finally, she grabbed his pillow with her hand and hugged him into her arms until she smelled the familiar breath.

At this moment, tears welled up in my eyes...

Sourness, grievances, and pain like rising tides wrapped her tightly.

Since when did she need his presence to sleep?

Since when did she feel cold without him?

If one day, he is really no longer by her side, how will she continue?

So many terrible questions made her more and more uneasy, and she couldn't sleep at all, until she heard the door being pushed open——

He is back!

She thought he wouldn't come back!

At this moment, she had been struggling with her heart for the whole night, and she let it go when she heard his steady footsteps.

The night was too quiet, she heard the sound of him undressing, and then slowly opened her eyes, through the starlight coming in through the window, she saw his strong and firm body, even in the night, the restrained lines of the muscles were still Can't hide it, people think of four words - vigorous and powerful, and the muscular strength when entangled with him, sometimes she feels that she can't bear it, but she really likes it.

He took off completely, leaving nothing behind, his broad shoulders and narrow hips were completely exposed to the air, such a seductive body had unknowingly ignited something.

Looking in the direction of the bathroom, listening to the sound of running water inside, Duanmumu's throat felt dry.

For some reason, hearing the sound of water, she had the urge to get closer.

But no, she has always been reserved in this regard.

Turning over, Duanmumu sighed, with a feeling of rejoicing, glad that he came back, and glad that he didn't take a bath outside overnight.

Men always take a shower very quickly, he came out in a few minutes, Duanmumu felt that the big bed was sunken, the quilt was lifted, and the coolness of the man's body wash instantly invaded the warm space she managed to warm.

She shivered, and he found out.

"Woke you up?" He asked, his voice was wet, as if he had also been bathed.

Duanmumu looked at him, "What time is it?"

"02:30," he replied as naturally as any late night before, but this answer was different for her.

Do you need to be this late for a party?That's absolutely impossible, unless...

She didn't want to let herself think about it, she reached out and put her arms around his waist, and said a word in a low voice, "Cold!"

He froze for a moment, and felt her face pressed against his chest, it was very tight, especially her breath was all sprayed on it, and it was itchy.

He moved, trying to distance himself from her, but she posted it again, rarely, "wife..."

"Husband, don't come back so late in the future, I can't sleep," she didn't disdain to say what the little woman said, but felt shy, but tonight she suddenly became emotional, so she said it like that.

As if sensing her strangeness, Leng Anchen lowered his head and kissed her face, and replied, "Okay!"

She pressed closer to him. He had never worn a pair of underwear before taking a shower. She stuck to him like this, and the temperature was high.

"My wife..." His voice was hoarse.

She raised her head, and her lips touched his towering Adam's apple. In an instant, everything was activated...

Turning over, she was pressed down by him, and the hot tongue with the **** was drawn deep and shallow between her lips, and her soul seemed to come out of the sucking volume.

His hands quickly peeled off her pajamas, with eagerness, kissing her lips moved down, directly looking for her sensitivity, and the one under him broke in without hesitation, as if he had endured it for a long time.

He came in and out very quickly, which made her a little unbearable, but she was reluctant to push him away, as if holding him like this, all the worries this night were unnecessary.

He is still hers, and he is intimate with her at this moment, and no one can take him away.

Even though he was thinking this way, for some reason, tears still flowed out. He felt it, and he paused, "My wife, what's the matter, did it hurt you?"

She couldn't answer, she just shook her head, and then clasped his neck more forcefully with both hands, but he obviously didn't dare to continue anymore, and even seemed to withdraw.

After the reunion four years later, he and she were very careful, even between the beds, he would be scruples about her feelings, but tonight he was a little irritable, I don't know if it was because it was too late and he was afraid of affecting his rest, or because of other people of?

At the moment when he was about to pull away, she suddenly raised her legs and hugged his waist tightly, "Husband..."

This action is encouragement, he understands, but she is obviously crying, and he looks at her in the dark with puzzlement written in his pupils.

She couldn't open her mouth, so she could only take the initiative to lift her body, and leaned forward to kiss him...

This kind of action no longer required him to guess, the body moved in and out wantonly again, but the frequency of collision was very fast, until finally he let out a low growl and buried himself deeply in her body.

His rough panting stopped by his ears, so clear, it was not a dream, Duanmumu hugged him tightly, but he was reluctant to let go, he freed his hand, took the tissue on the bedside to clean her body, and finally kissed her forehead , "Sleep!"

He fell asleep quickly, but she didn't feel sleepy, and kept looking at him, as if this way he would not be snatched away by others.

It turned out that she was so afraid that he would leave her.

At dawn, Duanmu got up very early.

Breakfast was ready, Leng Anchen and her two children hadn't woken up yet, she picked up today's newspaper boredly, and immediately saw the person next to her pillow.

It is not strange for Leng Anchen to be on the news, she is used to it, but today is different, his news is related to a woman.

——The first love fell into a coma, and the young master of the Leng family was admitted to the hospital to sit with him.

The eye-catching title is accompanied by a dazzling picture, a woman is in Leng Anchen's arms, and he hugs her tightly, with a nervous and flustered expression.

Lan Yiran's words resounded in her ears, and Duanmumu knew that the woman in the newspaper was named Qin Qiong, and it was exactly as she had imagined, and she was so beautiful that she couldn't move her eyes when she saw it.

"This is a misunderstanding, don't believe it," she looked too seriously, she didn't notice when he went downstairs, Duanmumu raised his eyes to look at him, there was no inappropriate expression on his handsome face except the tiredness from staying up all night.

The corners of Duanmumu's stiff lips moved a few times before he smiled dryly, "You haven't had such scandals for a long time."

He sat down, pulled the newspaper out of her hand, and threw it aside, "You don't believe me?"

If it's not Qin Qiong, but a random young model or star, she will say the letter, but that woman is Qin Qiong, a woman he can commit suicide for, the word 'letter' is stuck in Duanmumu's throat, she can't say it .

"Su Huanan is coming back today," Leng Anchen said suddenly without explaining.

Duanmumu was slightly stunned, but Leng Anchen cast his gaze over, scrutinizing her, as if he wanted to see something from her face, but in the end he just said, "A husband and wife must trust each other in their lives."

Is he saying that even if Su Huanan comes back, he will still believe her?Or should I remind her to trust him and that Qin Qiong, just like he would trust her and Su Huanan?

"He brought his fiancée back, she is the daughter of a high-ranking official," Leng Anchen had already started to eat with his head bowed, and his words were very plain, as if he was talking about family matters.

"I know!" Duanmu Muhu's interface made Leng Anchen stunned, as if he was curious about how she would know, but he didn't ask.

Just now he said he believed her, so he didn't ask, is that so?

Duanmumu suddenly realized that he was with the man in front of him, no matter what he did, he had to guess. This was completely changed from his life before yesterday.

"Let's have dinner together tonight, I'll let the driver pick you up," he said again when he got up.

Seeing him putting on his coat and leaving, Duanmumu stepped forward, then stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, and couldn't help asking, "Is that Miss Qin in the newspaper okay?"

The newspaper said that the woman passed out, but how could it be such a coincidence that he happened to be beside her when she passed out?

For these, Duanmumu didn't want to pursue it, but he still wanted to know something from Leng Anchen, at least he should clarify the identity of that woman, instead of avoiding it like now.

"It's okay!" Leng Anchen held her hand, then took it away little by little, and kissed her forehead, soft and intimate, "Don't think too much about it."

Are you thinking too much?She hoped so!

He left without saying a word except not to think too much.

Taking the newspaper again, his eyes fell on Qin Qiong's face, Duanmumu was in a daze until the phone in the living room rang——

"Hello," she said, her voice weak.

"Mumu, it's me," a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the other end.