Dear President, take it easy

"Don't..." Then, she moved her sore limbs, turned sideways, and looked at him...

Hand, drawing the shocking red-purple scar she left on his chest, said: "Will it still hurt?"

"You kiss it once, and it won't hurt anymore." He grabbed her hand, pressed it on the scar, and teased.

"shameless……"

She Gu Shao withdrew her hand, but his grip was tighter.

His white and boneless hands were brought all the way from the scar to his lower abdomen, rubbing them gently.

The scorching eyes carefully described her delicate facial features, and said with a smirk, "How can it make you feel good? Do you think..."

"Can you have some morals, did you learn from Ou Xiangbei to eat your own morals?" There was a disparity in strength between men and women, and she could only let him control her hands.

"For you, you don't need to be moral, do you?" The ambiguous gaze moved to her delicate body wrapped in sexy underwear, lingering up and down.

"you……"

"What about me?" While speaking, his hot body pressed down again, and his hand gently penetrated into her private place, and said with a slight movement.

"Hmm... you're a cunt with a mind full of cunts..."

"Beep beep beep..." The phone's vibration sounded at this moment, cutting through the ambiguity in the room.

The temperature in the room gradually cooled down.

Liang Bo turned over and got down, picked up the phone on the bedside table.

Standing at the head of the bed, looking at the name "Sun Xiaoran" flashing on the screen, his eyes turned cold, and the word "Chuan" between his eyebrows became more and more profound little by little.

"Hello? What's the matter?" He pinched his eyebrows and asked coldly.

"Bo...Grandpa Bo...my stomach...stomach hurts...you...you..." Sun Xiaoran's weak voice came over the phone...

"Sun Xiaoran? Sun Xiaoran?" He heard the heavy breathing in his ears, and growled to the other end of the phone.

However, the only response to him was heavy and messy breathing...

"Shit!" Liangbo hung up the phone, glanced at Qiao Weiwei who was looking sideways at him, and said, "Woman, I'll go back to Dream Garden."

"Understood." Qiao Weiwei nodded, expressionless.

Liang Bo walked into the cloakroom quickly, changed his clothes, and walked out of the room quickly.

He left in such a hurry, leaving only silence in the room for her.

She got up and sat on the head of the bed, looking at the direction of his departure, her heart seemed to become empty all of a sudden.

He stretched out his hand, took the delicate golden cigar box on the bedside table, picked up a cigar and lit it silently, and took a deep breath, trying to let the restlessness in his heart pour out along with the smoke he sucked into his lungs.

In my heart, I always don't want to admit the fact that I am sharing a man with other women, but I have to admit it.

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dream garden.

In the room, the lights were not turned on.

Sun Xiaoran, who was wearing white long-sleeved pajamas, was sitting on the big soft bed watching TV.

The blue scenery hit her soft facial features.

She just sat here quietly like this, no one would have thought that there was a cunning and insidious fox living under this sheepskin.

He touched the phone by the bedside, glanced at it, and said silently, "It's been 10 minutes, why haven't you come here..."

Instead, she put down her phone, touched her belly, and said with a smug smile, "Son, mom really wants to thank you, you are mom's most useful bargaining chip."

In the corridor, there was a burst of footsteps that were not light or heavy, and Sun Xiaoran was overjoyed, picked up the remote control and pressed it, and the whole space turned dark to the right.

"Crack..." Accompanied by a gentle knock on the door, the door was slowly pushed open.

Sun Xiaoran smiled like a flower, looked at the glowing figure at the door, and said, "Master Bo, you are back..."

Seeing her rosy complexion, her cold eyes immediately turned cold.

He hates others lying to him the most!

Damn it... to be so good at acting, you really deserve to be an actor.

He frowned, walked quickly to her bedside, and cast a heavy shadow on her body.

Eyes full of oppression stared at her, and he moved his lips in disgust: "Didn't you have a stomachache?"

Seeing his sullen facial features, Sun Xiaoran's heart trembled, and he moved to the bedside.

She looked up at his god-given cold face, stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his waist.

Leaning her head on his lower abdomen, she greedily inhaled the faint scent of mint on his body, and said, "Master Bo, if I tell you that I miss you and want you to come back, will you come back? You won't , isn't it...so I can only make up this lie...Master Bo, you can't treat me like this...in three days, I will become your real wife. "

He pushed away her hand around his waist in disgust.

One hand squeezed her chin fiercely, as if to crush it, looked at her coldly, and said: "The real wife...don't forget, our marriage is just a transaction! If you are not despicable poison her, will I marry you?"

The disgust and coldness in his eyes, like a huge stone, pressed down on her heart mercilessly, and she was almost out of breath.

Tears welled up in her eyes, dripping on his hand that pinched her chin.

"Master Bo, if I didn't love you so much, how could I have made myself so despicable and unbearable, you can't treat me like this, you really can't." She smiled helplessly, with tears in her eyes.

"Sun Xiaoran, put away your tears. I said long ago that you don't have to pretend in front of me. You are just a shameless fox. Why pretend to be a little white rabbit? You are not tired, I am tired just looking at you... you The way you threatened me, I still remember Zhenzhen... In fact, that look is more suitable for you, isn't it?" After that, he let go of his hand coldly, took out a handkerchief in his pocket, and wiped his hands , and then casually threw the handkerchief on the ground, turned and left without even looking back.

He turned around, as if he had exhausted all the strength in her body.

She grabbed her painful chest, sneered, and tears kept rolling out.

The hatred in her heart intensified again, she gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and said, "Master Bo, one day I will completely replace Qiao Weiwei and become your only one."

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At the same time, Ou Xiangbei was at Chuyu's house.

The bedroom was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The whole space was quiet, only the sound of Zhou Chuyu's restless and chaotic breathing remained.

Sitting on the head of the bed, facing the endless darkness, and touching the cold place around her, her heart felt extremely empty.

"Crack..." Accompanied by the sound of opening the door, the whole space turned from dark to bright.

"I'll go...Scare me...why don't you turn on the light while you're sitting here." As soon as he entered the door, Ou Xiangbei shuddered, then walked quickly to Zhou Chuyu's side, and said.

The smell of makeup and powder from a strange woman came from him.

Zhou Chuyu's heart tightened, he turned to look at him, and said, "Where have you been?"

"Where else can I go, a few buddies knew that I was back from my honeymoon, so they asked me to go out to play, my wife, come and give me a kiss..." Ou Xiangbei said lightly, with a naughty smile on his lips , the body was heavily pressed down...