Dear President, take it easy

"Hmm..." She couldn't help but groaned, squinting at him who was exercising hard on her body, her eyes were extremely blurred.

The pink and tender nails were deeply embedded into the smooth and warm back one by one.

Because he hadn't done anything with her for too long, he worked extraordinarily hard tonight.

The fierce battle between the two lasted for forty minutes.

"I love you, woman..." As soon as he finished speaking, he accelerated the speed of his body, and with a muffled grunt, he planted his seeds into her body.

"Er..." She snorted, raised one lip coldly, wrapped her hands around his neck, raised her chin slightly, and said, "Really?"

"Do you doubt?" Gu Qianwang said, warm and lingering in her body, with his hands resting on her side, reluctant to come out.

"I didn't suspect it before."

"what about now……"

"I don't know now, maybe you love me." She looked at him, sniffed, and sighed.

Her words made his heart "thump".

The fiery eyes suddenly tightened, and he held her face with both hands, affectionately: "Remove maybe..."

The moonlight reflected on his face, showing a seductive tenderness.

She was thinking that he loved her.

It's just that she is not his only love, not the only person he cares about.

She stopped talking, just looked at him silently.

Looking at her, he pulled out expressionlessly, and slid under her feet...

The fiery hands gently separated her legs, and the head was deeply buried between her legs, kissing, slipping tongue straight in...

The pleasure flowed continuously.

The woman's moan and the man's panting once again ignited the cold winter night.

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At the same time, next door.

In the brightly lit room, Ou Xiangbei crossed his hands behind his head and crossed his legs. Somewhere under his body was already swollen to the point of pain because of the moans from next door.

Turning his head, looking at Zhou Chuyu who was sleeping soundly beside him, his whole body directly suppressed her.

The fiery lips directly attached to her lips, and the tongue pried open her white teeth, driving straight in, wantonly demanding her sweet taste.

The suffocation caused Zhou Chuyu to open her eyes uncomfortably. She sobbed and held his face, pushed him away, and said, "Why are you so nervous at this late hour?"

"I don't want to get nervous either, but my second child is in pain from being provoked by the voices in their room... Wife, please help me." As he said, his hand went directly under her nightdress, and skillfully tore off the red lace underwear.

Warm big palms rubbed against her private parts continuously, making circles.

The moans from the next room and Ou Xiangbei's teasing easily aroused the sleeping Gu Qianwang in her body.

A dry place gradually became moist under the friction of five fingers, and sticky white liquid flowed in his palm.

"Hmm..." A groan was squeezed out between her lips and teeth, she moved her body impatiently, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Feeling his wetness, he withdrew his hand, and lightly licked the sticky white on his palm with the tip of his tongue. It tasted delicious.

This action of his made her face blush to the base of her neck.

The next second, he smiled mischievously, his eyes full of affection locked on her, his hands easily separated her legs, squeezed into her body, and acted recklessly.

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The next day.

The entrance of the VVIP operating room of the Fifth Neurosurgery Hospital...

The operating light suddenly went out.

Liang Bo, Ou Xiangbei, Zhou Chuyu, and Ning Meng who were sitting side by side on the soft sofa immediately got up nervously and walked quickly to the door that opened slowly.

Jeremy, who was wearing a light blue surgical gown, twisted his body first, and walked out like a pussy.

Seeing his walking posture, everyone's face was black...

"How's it going?" The four asked in unison in English...

After Jeremy took off the mask with a standard orchid finger, his blue pupils looked at Liang Bo ambiguously, and said in English: "What's the matter, my medical skills are so good, of course the operation was very successful~!"

His voice was still effeminate.

Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

"A week later, if her legs can regain consciousness, she will be able to walk normally after the wound heals. Let's stay in the hospital for observation for a week. If she can't regain consciousness after a week, she will need to stay in the hospital for further surgery. If you recover, you can leave the hospital and go home to recuperate." After speaking, Jeremy did not forget to wink at Liangbo.

Liang Bo looked at him coldly, frowned in displeasure, and said nothing.

"Thank you, idiot..." Ou Xiangbei said with a smile, using English for the first half of the sentence and Chinese for the second half.

"It's not hard." Hearing Ou Xiangbei's words, Jeremy fixed his eyes on Ou Xiangbei's face again, looked at Ou Xiangbei ambiguously, and said.

Zhou Chuyu and Ning Meng couldn't help but look at each other and shuddered.

Seeing Jeremy like this, Ou Xiangbei suddenly felt a little creepy, shivered, stepped back, leaned against the wall, and smiled.

Jeremy thinks that the reason why Ou Xiangbei is like this is because of pure shyness...

He even attributed Ou Xiangbei to his kind in his heart.

Moreover, he also decided... This guy must be a strong attack.

He twisted his waist and swayed his hips, stepped forward, caressed Ou Xiangbei's cheek with his orchid fingers, and then left with a smile...

At the corner, Jeremy looked back at Ou Xiangbei again and smiled...

Ou Xiangbei shuddered again, and said in a low voice: "Damn it, don't tell me, he's taken a fancy to me too. Although I'm very stylish, I really don't need a man to love me."

"Pfft..." Zhou Chuyu and Ning Meng couldn't help laughing again.

Compared to the restlessness of the three of Ou Xiangbei, Liang Bo was extremely indifferent. His dark eyes fixed on Qiao Weiwei who was being slowly pushed out by the medical staff.

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A week later, Ward.

When Zhou Chuyu pushed the door in with a thermos in hand, she saw Qiao Weiwei sitting on the bed, covering her mouth and sobbing continuously.

Hot tears flowed from those half-closed eyes like beads with a broken thread, which made people feel distressed.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Chuyu's heart tightened, and he strode forward...

Quickly placing the thermos on the bedside table, Zhou Chuyu sat directly beside Qiao Weiwei and said, "Weiwei, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"