The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Qu Cunzi stretched out his hand and stroked her protruding collarbone, which turned out to be warm too.He was so happy that he couldn't hold back, and when he turned over, he had already put her under his body...

Everything is so familiar.

Everything is just like back then.

Since the reunion, every time he met her, he had never been treated like this—every time he approached, he got either a slap in the face or her anger.

His slightest change will cause her extreme hatred.Once, she avoided him like a snake.For a time, she didn't even want to look him in the face. . .

It also caused Qu Cunzi's self-esteem to be bruised all over his body, and he even flinched.

Where is it like now?

She is gentle, soft, and extremely submissive.She just lay there obediently, with her eyes slightly closed, her slender eyelashes fluttering from time to time, letting him take whatever he wanted, and never resisting.

His passion, which had been silent for many years, almost erupted at this moment.

Longing for her, has been a long, long time.

Just like the warm body back then, I never got tired of it; now, I can't wait even more.

God knows, in his whole life, he only longed for her alone so much.

The silk pajamas are so soft, and they have a special smoothness to the touch.

She still lay quietly on the ground, letting those big hands slowly unbutton her.One, one... accompanied by his lingering kiss...

Qu Cunzi's hand stopped slowly.

Enthusiasm frozen in doubt: really, she was too quiet, too resigned.As long as he continues, she will never resist a little bit.

However, this kind of obedience is different from back then—the soft body back then was full of vigor and vitality, and knew how to cooperate with him clumsily and jerkyly, so he could get such supreme satisfaction.

But now this body is still, like water that no longer flows.

You can do whatever you want, I don't care.

That is a life without a soul.

A kind of complete self-abandonment and self-exile.

He stopped suddenly, feeling a faint sadness in his heart.

Qu Cunzi, Qu Cunzi, since when have you become the most insignificant supporting role in someone's life?

His strong self-esteem was completely unacceptable.How can the proud son of heaven be forever shrouded in the shadow of Mu Qiaozhi?

Especially, about love.

The old man is right, "Are you so worthless? Every time you choose a marriage without love, aren't you ashamed?"

No, he didn't want to leave regrets.

He is also a perfectionist at heart.Otherwise, they would not have preferred to live with island country dolls for five or six years.

"Xiaobao, one day, I must ask you to be willing."

He wanted her to love him—it had to be real, real love.

The answer to him was a breeze, and the rose petals slowly fell into the palm of his open palm. Will this day really come? ?

He suddenly remembered something, ran back, and then ran back again, taking out something like offering a treasure.

"Little Treasure, look..."

It's so strange, these days, he has shown off his divorce certificate many times, but he forgot to show it off in front of her.

How can this be.

He put the thing almost on her eyelid: "Xiaobao, look at my divorce certificate, ha, I'm divorced, and I'm finally free and free... Xiaobao, look, I won't lie this time You..." Qu Cunzi stretched out his hand and stroked her protruding collarbone, which turned out to be warm.He was so happy that he couldn't hold back, and when he turned over, he had already put her under his body...

Everything is so familiar.

Everything is just like back then.

Since the reunion, every time he met her, he had never been treated like this—every time he approached, he got either a slap in the face or her anger.

His slightest change will cause her extreme hatred.Once, she avoided him like a snake.For a time, she didn't even want to look him in the face. . .

It also caused Qu Cunzi's self-esteem to be bruised all over his body, and he even flinched.

Where is it like now?

She is gentle, soft, and extremely submissive.She just lay there obediently, with her eyes slightly closed, her slender eyelashes fluttering from time to time, letting him take whatever he wanted, and never resisting.

His passion, which had been silent for many years, almost erupted at this moment.

Longing for her, has been a long, long time.

Just like the warm body back then, I never got tired of it; now, I can't wait even more.

God knows, in his whole life, he only longed for her alone so much.

The silk pajamas are so soft, and they have a special smoothness to the touch.

She still lay quietly on the ground, letting those big hands slowly unbutton her.One, one... accompanied by his lingering kiss...

Qu Cunzi's hand stopped slowly.

Enthusiasm frozen in doubt: really, she was too quiet, too resigned.As long as he continues, she will never resist a little bit.

However, this kind of obedience is different from back then—the soft body back then was full of vigor and vitality, and knew how to cooperate with him clumsily and jerkyly, so he could get such supreme satisfaction.

But now this body is still, like water that no longer flows.

You can do whatever you want, I don't care.

That is a life without a soul.

A kind of complete self-abandonment and self-exile.

He stopped suddenly, feeling a faint sadness in his heart.

Qu Cunzi, Qu Cunzi, since when have you become the most insignificant supporting role in someone's life?

His strong self-esteem was completely unacceptable.How can the proud son of heaven be forever shrouded in the shadow of Mu Qiaozhi?

Especially, about love.

The old man is right, "Are you so worthless? Every time you choose a marriage without love, aren't you ashamed?"

No, he didn't want to leave regrets.

He is also a perfectionist at heart.Otherwise, they would not have preferred to live with island country dolls for five or six years.

"Xiaobao, one day, I must ask you to be willing."

He wanted her to love him—it had to be real, real love.

The answer to him was a breeze, and the rose petals slowly fell into the palm of his open palm. Will this day really come? ?

He suddenly remembered something, ran back, and then ran back again, taking out something like offering a treasure.

"Little Treasure, look..."

It's so strange, these days, he has shown off his divorce certificate many times, but he forgot to show it off in front of her.

How can this be.

He put the thing almost on her eyelid: "Xiaobao, look at my divorce certificate, ha, I'm divorced, I'm finally free and free... Xiaobao, look, I won't lie this time you……"