Rich and poisonous love: Husband, please love me

"No one taught me, I really can't learn it even in the years of the monkey."

"I can teach you, but I will ask for benefits unceremoniously." He said, boldly and recklessly looking at her soaking wet body, where the scenery inside the swimsuit is faintly visible: "You are soaking wet, don't be fooled." style."

Knowing his plan, her face turned red, and she said angrily: "Ling Muze, are you human? Humans don't have such strong desires as you. From last night to now, you have tormented me several times , be careful to do too much kidney deficiency, eh~~"

The waist was tightly embraced, and her whole body was tightly pressed against him, skin to skin.

The atmosphere was so immersed that only the sound of each other's breathing rose and fell, and she could clearly feel the heat in his chest, and even his heartbeat.

"How dare you curse my kidney deficiency, woman, you're going to die." He moved his lips to her ear, knowing that she was sensitive to that part, but he still breathed badly.

"Ling, Ling Muze, this is the swimming pool... um~~" Her ears were nibbled lightly, she couldn't stand such a provocative move, she tilted her head back, and couldn't help moaning .

"You don't know, the swimming pool will be a good place to have sex, let's learn by doing." He said ambiguously.

Thinking about what he said so casually, maybe he had a lot of crazy sex with all kinds of women in this swimming pool, she felt very uncomfortable.

Resisting him angrily, wanting to push him away, but she was helpless under his familiar teasing/teasing, her body was so weak that she had no strength at all, and her whole body was limp in his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, she was wet and sore lying on the white jade tiles by the pool.

Fortunately, it is very warm here, otherwise she would have caught a cold and cough when she woke up.

Thinking of just now in the pool water, he held her waist and moved violently, as if trying to destroy her into the pool water, her cheeks were as red as a burning cloud.

The sound of rushing water diverted her attention, and when she looked up, she saw him swimming freely in the pool like a vigorous flying fish, and every time he surfaced, he would reveal that cold and handsome, sexy and charming face, Drops of water slid down her forehead, not to mention handsome.

She couldn't help but lament his exuberant energy, she, the one who was suffering, was so tired as if she was dead, and every movement would hurt her bones, but his attacker was as energetic as someone who had nothing to do, walking through the pool water freely.

Closing his eyes in exhaustion, he just wanted to go back to sleep, but felt the strong pressure surrounding him.

Knowing that he was lying beside her, she continued to sleep with her eyes closed as if she didn't know, she was really afraid of this beast, a random movement or even a word could arouse his desire, she didn't want him to come again Several times, like that, she would really be tossed to death.

However, obviously he had discovered her faking sleep, because he was dissatisfied with her pretending to sleep, so badly buried his whole face in her chest area and dawdled.

Hungry bastard.

She cursed secretly, but tried not to open her eyes, and pretended to sleep to the end.

Although he had already expected that he would not let her go easily, but there was no need to pull down her swimsuit evilly, bite one of the dots and pull.

Tolerable or unbearable.

She opened her eyes and stared at him furiously: "Ling Muze, are you finished?"

"Isn't it good to pretend to be sleeping? Go on." He said in a low voice.

She was at a loss for words for a while, and said truthfully: "It's not because I'm afraid that you will become a beast all the time."

"It's not that you are not satisfied, I am trying my best to satisfy you." He opened his eyes and said nonsense.

She was angry: "I am not satisfied."

"If you are not dissatisfied, then why did you keep wrapping around my waist tightly? Just now, I pulled your feet very hard."

I have to admit that doing that in the water, coupled with his familiar skills, is indeed very happy, but it's not as exaggerated as he said, so let's hang on to him.

"Don't believe it? Then let's do it again to see if what I said is true."

"No, I don't want to overindulge and die young."

"It's up to you." As he said that, he was about to bend down and continue to taste the delicious fruit.

"Ling Muze, did you bring me here to teach me how to swim, or to vent your anger?" She couldn't bear to shout.

"I have both." After finishing speaking, he pulled her up from the ground and was about to carry her into the water.

Being hugged by him like this, the soreness in the lower half of her body instantly spread to her limbs and bones. In order not to shatter her bones from being tossed by him, she began to resist desperately: "Ling Muze, you are enough."

"Don't you know that men aged 25 to 30 are wolves? Just a few strokes are enough."

Only so many times?Shui Xi felt as if he was going to be dizzy.

From last night to now, apart from being tired enough to sleep a few times, and after lunch, he has been asking for her all the time, thanks to the fact that he can only tell such nonsense a few times.

I think that even if he had a strong desire in the past, he would not ask too much for this sake. Since he came back last night, he has been very abnormal, as if no matter how much he wants her, he can't get enough.

Could it be the fact that he almost drowned that time, which made him worry about gain and loss and keep asking himself to prove her existence?Just like last night when he came back, she put aside her shyness in ecstasy, took the initiative to please him, and merged with him closely to confirm his existence?

She was startled by the sudden idea, and she couldn't believe that she had such an unrealistic idea.

But apart from this reason, she really couldn't think of any other reason. She didn't think that he had taken some kind of yang medicine to make excessive demands. It would only be an insult to him.

Although I can't believe that this idea is true, but thinking that he may care about me a little bit, I feel elated and feel that the pain in my body is much better.

It is said that long time makes love, Ling Muze is a human being, not a god, how could he have no feelings for himself after getting along for a long time.

It's not that she is confident, but that after experiencing life and death several times, he didn't save her regardless. No matter what the reason is, he didn't let her ignore the fact. If she didn't have the slightest feeling for her, she would I believe that with his cold and arrogant temperament, he will never save her one after another.

As her mood improved, her lips curled into a smile.

"Laughing so happily, is it because I can enjoy/feel the joy of yuxianyu's death again?"

Hearing the mocking words, she came back to her senses, put her arms around his neck, and stared at him brightly, as if water could drip from her eyes.

Facing her sudden change of expression, he narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He obviously resisted desperately just now, but now he is as docile as a cat.

However, he didn't have the energy to dream about her changes, because she had already kissed his lips like a seductive kitten, and the flattering pink she outlined his perfect lips.

He only felt his lower/abdomen tighten for a while, holding her waist tightly, and clinging to him inseparably.

He didn't like being in a passive position. He wanted to attack the city arbitrarily and domineeringly, but a slender finger pressed against his lips.

"Let me please/please you?" She looked at him winkingly.

He clenched his throat sharply, substituting silence for his answer.

She curled her lips into a smile, stuck out the tip of her sheer, and licked his chin, then the cheeks, nose, and the heels of the ears. ． ． ． ． ．When the passion was deep, the tip of the tongue abruptly touched the raised dots hidden behind his ears, and his mind was lifted.

Stop teasing/teasing, her eyes eagerly landed on the little pink mole, repeatedly examining this little beauty mole hidden behind her ear with great excitement.

After confirming that it was no different from the little mole in her memory, her body trembled as if she had been shocked by an electric shock, and her head was completely empty.

In my impression, Ling Muze also had such a small mole when he was young.

She hadn't noticed it before, but once, when his hand was injured and he couldn't wash his hair, she discovered it by accident when she was washing his hair.

If it is said that the two of them look exactly the same, it will be a coincidence. If even this little mole is on the same spot, and they are exactly the same, it is definitely not a coincidence.

She is now completely sure that he is Ling Muze when he was young.

I don't understand how he became the heir of the Fidis Group, and I don't understand why he has no memory of himself when he sees him. ． ． ． ． ．His head was in a mess, and he stared blankly at the little mole, which was as pink and tender as a peach blossom.

The sudden pause made him snort in dissatisfaction, and he grabbed her pussy/round vigorously, almost punitively, ready to ask for it.

At this moment, she is like a lifeless piece of wood, allowing him to frantically move and demand.

Extremely displeased with her dullness, he slammed ci, and in an instant, she couldn't help such a strong bump/hit, and she let out a muffled cry.

His head was in a mess, he didn't know what year it was, but he just followed the crowd and wrapped his arms around his neck, allowing him to ask/take.

She woke up with severe pain, lying on the white jade tiles, she turned her head to look at him with mixed feelings.

Those eyebrows, that nose, and those lips are simply a copy of Ling Muze when he was young, but he is more sinister, more charming, and more mellow and masculine than he was when he was young.

When she thought that he was her little husband, she felt mixed feelings of sadness and joy.

The joy is that she finally saw him and knew that he was doing well.

The sad thing is that he doesn't remember himself at all, and uses himself only as a tool to vent his desire.

I really want to wake him up, tell him what we have experienced together, and really want to ask him why he left without even saying hello?

However, seeing how he completely regarded herself as a stranger now, she couldn't ask him, fearing that she would get an answer that she couldn't bear, fearing that he would think she made up lies to deceive him.

I don't know what kind of mentality to face him, I just feel that the surrounding air is so stuffy that it's even difficult to breathe.

She had to get out of here and think about how to face him by herself.

Carefully got up, and walked out of the swimming pool precariously.

Came to the bedroom, wiped her body clean, changed her swimsuit, and left quietly.