Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

She couldn't tell what it was like, she wanted to obey, but she was afraid.Unconsciously caressing her lower abdomen with her hand, thinking in her heart, she is still a new woman, she has just walked out of girlhood, how can she accept that she will become a mother-to-be so soon.

"Qiao Ye, can I go to the hospital tomorrow, okay?" She wanted to hear the doctor's opinion on whether she is suitable for pregnancy now.

"Okay, let's do a comprehensive inspection." Of course he knew the importance of the inspection, but he didn't give her a way out, "Then we started to work hard."

With a thought, she refused, "No."

He didn't know, and asked, "Why?"

Her small wrist was wrapped around his back, her face was close to his chest, and she raised her head to kiss the corners of his lips and cheeks. "If you're pregnant, you can't do it again. Are you willing to not touch me for so long?" She knew that this reason was enough to shake him.

Qiao Ye was teased by her red lips, enjoying the warm touch of that superficial touch.

"I can't do it." Her pure and exquisite breasts can always arouse his primitive impulse, and he can't do it if he wants to restrain him for a year.

Seeing that her little scheme had succeeded, she kissed him at a faster pace, and licked him with the tip of her tongue from time to time.Seeing that Qiao Ye's usually cold expression was also moved by her teasing at this time, his eyes were slightly closed, and his big palms were stroking her waist and limbs.

She dragged his intoxication, and asked in a whisper: "Is it comfortable?"

Qiao Ye didn't expect that she could enjoy herself like this just by relying on her lips and tongue. While being intoxicated, she seemed to guess her little thoughts. He held her shoulder, bit the end of her collarbone lightly, and sighed: "Little fairy."

She didn't refute his evaluation, and continued to kiss him lightly on the neck and chest.After a while, I asked again: "Honey, are you comfortable?"

This time, he finally answered her without any scruples, "Comfortable."

She was so happy that she pushed him down to lie on the bed with both hands, and continued to lean over to kiss him while riding on his waist. Her small hands caressed his strong chest, which aroused a burst of heat in him.

After a while, she suggested, "Should I replace you?"

He recovered from the comfort she made, turned over and pressed her under him, and replied domineeringly: "Of course."

The neckline of her pajamas was extremely low, and he buried his head in the gully, sucking in the soft fragrance.She didn't resist either, she smiled delicately and hugged his neck and back.

Qiao Ye was aroused by her again, and sighed: "It's really exhausting." Then he continued to lick and lick her softness before stopping.

She was also tired, but asked him with a smirk on purpose: "Why did you stop?"

He caught a glimpse of her sly face, and stretched out his big palm to scratch her waist. "Do you really want me to die under your peony flowers?"

She laughed even worse, stretched out her hand to block his scratching, twisted her body, and replied with a big laugh: "Mr. Qiao can't help himself, so why blame me for not letting your king go to court early?" She also found her attraction to him Strength, if you don't stop fighting, you don't know how many times you will fight tonight.

"Little fairy, are you trying to catch me? Do you want to try for real?" As he spoke, he took her hand and moved it towards his treasure.

Of course she didn't want to hold his baby anymore, she withdrew her hand and begged for mercy: "No, it's good that you know your two secrets." One is his baby, and the other is his obsession with her.

But he didn't let her go, he took her hand and wanted to continue, and teased: "Why, are you afraid again now? Is it because of its size?" He said and leaned closer to her.

Her thoughts were revealed by him, she blushed and frowned, but she couldn't refute her words, she could only stare at him.

Seeing her speechless, he laughed heartily and stopped teasing her.

The curtain hangs lightly outside the round bed, blocking the laughter and laughter in this room.