Your Excellency the President seduces his wife

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the cool breeze was blowing at night. In the luxurious and classic presidential bedroom of the Elway Palace, two figures were entwined on the luxurious double bed in the room.

Breathing one after another is tied to each other, the man's slight panting and the woman's flattering words complement each other.A few pieces of clothing were scattered messily on the ground. At a certain moment, the woman subconsciously groped for the man's spine. She pressed hard on a certain point, and the madness in the man's eyes suddenly deepened.

"Xi, you want me..." Qi Wanqing leaned forward and kissed the man's thin lips, Qi Wanqing's tone was no longer sharp, but became sweet, soft and soft, full of temptation.

Zongzheng Xi's hand covering the woman's pink shoulders froze suddenly, and for a moment, he rolled over and got off the bed, the lust in his eyes receded like a tide, hastily and quickly.

"Xi..." Not knowing why she had offended this man, Qi Wanqing's complexion changed suddenly, and she couldn't help feeling resentful.Tonight, she managed to lure this man into bed, but the man abandoned her when things came to an end. How could she accept this?

Zongzheng Xi paced into the bathroom.When he came out again, he had already put on a formal suit.

He stared coldly at the woman on the bed, and after a long time he said in a low voice: "Wanqing, you go to bed first. Besides, I hope you don't use that kind of thing on me again, I don't like it."

Real water passion fruit——

This is a well-known aphrodisiac perfume in country Z, and it does not cause much harm to the human body.This is not the first time Zongzhengxi has smelled this kind of thing. He just calmed down, and he quickly recognized the composition of this thing in the air.

There was constant crying behind him, but Zongzheng Xi, who was depressed, was in no mood to comfort the woman on the bed.Tonight's matter was half pushed and half done, he is not without responsibility, now that he is withdrawing from here, if she resents him, she should also.

Apart from being restless and restless, Zongzheng Xi had already reached the door of the bedroom.

"Stop, Zongzhengxi, do you really think of me as your fiancée?" Qi Wanqing asked in a disappointing tone.

After finishing speaking, she got out of bed wrapped in the quilt, with sparkles in her eyes.

After a long time, the only response to her was "I'm sorry."

The three most irresponsible words in the world were uttered from the mouth of this wealthy man who is also the most powerful man in country Z.

When Qi Wanqing heard the words, all the questions she had prepared were blocked in her mouth.

Unable to understand what this man was trying to avoid, she finally wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes fiercely, and lifted the corners of her lips slightly mockingly. '

After closing the door with a bang, Qi Wanqing walked into the bathroom.

Zong Zhengxi left in a state of uneasiness.

The veins on his forehead popped up, and a figure flashed in his mind in a daze.That beautiful shadow flutters, just like a flower blooming on a moonlit night, the lightest and gentlest flower among thousands of bouquets.

The eyebrows warmed up unconsciously, and there was a slight smile on his lips.

"My name is Xiangrou, Axi, from now on I will call you Axi, okay?" The exquisite and pretty woman was pale, sick and lifeless, but her clever smile could not move Chunfeng Qiuyue.

What did he answer at that time?

Zong Zhengxi paused slightly, and it took him a long time to capture the phrase "Okay. If I recommend myself a pillow mat, do you want it?"

Questions without answers are buried by time and covered with dust.

The brilliance that had just lit up in Wen Wen's eyes disappeared in an instant.Zongzheng Xi stretched out his right hand in a short while, staring sadly at a shallow scar on his elbow.

They met each other in the best time, but they couldn't get together in the end.Only this scar is still reminding him of what he has gone through.

"Xiaorou..." A low murmur dissipated in the night wind.

Slightly pursing his thin lips, Zongzheng Xi took a step forward and moved forward again.

With his heart fluctuating, he walked around the palace in a big circle, and when he stopped again, the side hall was close at hand.