A pillow of greed, the president asks for a divorce

The two passionately kissed each other in the empty kitchen. He Jingshen became more and more out of control, picked her up and put her on the sink, pinched her waist and pressed on himself.

Ye Wushuang's mind went blank, feeling that all the air in his lungs had been squeezed out of his body, and he couldn't breathe at all.

His hands ran over his body, wherever he touched it, it was as if it was on fire, every cell was screaming, every trace of blood was boiling.

"Well... don't do this..."

Taking advantage of the time when he kissed his collarbone, Ye Wushuang panted anxiously and wanted to stop him.

This is the kitchen, how can he take off his clothes here, what if someone comes in?Especially grandpa, if he sees this, then she will die!

He Jingshen also knew that the current time and place were not suitable for doing such a thing, but he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, his whole body was so tense that he was about to explode!

"Um...don't..."

He had already told him not to do this, why did he still put his hands in his pants?

Ye Wushuang was frowning, almost crying, pushing him desperately with both hands, half shy and half afraid.

He Jingshen raised his head to look at her with red eyes, his eyes looked like he wanted to eat people, and his voice was hoarse: "I'll lock the door, let's continue."

He's crazy!

Ye Wushuang slid down from the sink, grabbed his hand, blushed, lowered his head, and stammered: "I, I still have to cook!"

He Jingshen dragged her over, and when he leaned over, she had to lean back. He smiled and said in a rascally way: "I don't want to eat now, I just want to eat you—"

"No, no!"

Ye Wushuang felt that his heart was about to jump out of his mouth, but at this moment, the voice of Master He's family sounded outside: "Why is there no sound? Old Chen, go in and have a look."

She was terrified, and pushed He Jingshen, "Let go!"

He Jingshen didn't let go, and now the person in his arms is like a frightened deer, panicked and helpless, even though struggling in his arms, he couldn't get out of his arms, and even stirred up his burning flames even more .

"It's okay to let you go now, and make it up to me at night?" He leaned close to her ear, and deliberately blew into her ear pinna when he spoke.

Ye Wushuang softened again, if she hadn't been hugged by him, she would have wondered if she was going to fall to the ground.

"If it's good, I'll let you go now, if it's not, then I'll take you now!"

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang dared to say something bad, nodding his head as if smashing garlic.

Although the young master of the He family hadn't been able to have a full meal now, but with her promise, he finally felt better and relaxed.

Ye Wushuang escaped from his arms at once, and as soon as he was a little further away, Butler Chen pushed the door open.

Among the people inside, one smiled happily, and the other lowered his head. His ears and neck were red. The atmosphere was a little strange and ambiguous.

Steward Chen didn't ask any more questions, just glanced at He Jingshen, then withdrew and closed the door behind him.

Ye Wushuang continued to cook, but she could no longer concentrate as when she came in. He had already gone out, but she became distracted, as if her attention was taken away by him.

Everything was normal during the meal, and after eating in harmony and happiness, the master of the He family went out for a walk.

In an instant, there were only two people left. Ye Wushuang was inexplicably nervous, and hurriedly packed up the dishes and hid in the kitchen. The man behind him suddenly smiled and followed him with his eyes.