Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

In the morning, Xie Yunshu was woken up by a cold touch on her cheeks. When she opened her eyes, Qiao Ye was leaning in front of her, applying some liquid on her face.

Seeing her wake up, Qiao Ye said softly, "My wife has woken up and slept for a long time."

The smell of alcohol and medicine in the air made her frown, and asked in doubt: "Husband, what are you putting on my face?" She raised her hand to touch her face.

He hurriedly stopped her hand and said, "Hey, don't touch it, it's not done yet."

Xie Yunshu pushed his hand away, sat up and carefully looked at the liquid medicine in his hand, and said with disgust, "What, it smells so bad!"

He helped her brush her long hair back, looked at her cheek and explained: "The medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis will help the bruises on your face to disappear quickly."

She wanted to reach out to snatch the medicine he was holding, but he easily dodged it.I had no choice but to refuse: "They will dissipate by themselves in two days, I don't want to apply such an unpleasant medicine."

"The medicine will heal faster, be good, my wife." As he spoke, he dipped in the medicine again, and took a cotton swab to wipe it on her face.

She let him do it, and said discouragedly: "I put on such an unpleasant medicine, you don't even want to get close to me."

He retorted: "Who said that." He leaned in front of her and kissed her on the lips.

At this moment, her drowsiness was gone, she lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, "I'm going to brush my teeth first, and I'll do it later."

He sat on the bed and watched her adjust her nightgown, "Well, I'll wait for you."

"Hey, you're not going to the company today?" What time is it, why is he still staying on the bed with him.

"Today is the weekend." He put the medicine and cotton swabs back on the bedside table, sat on the bed, unbuttoned his nightgown, and threw it aside.

Xie Yunshu couldn't help frowning as he watched him take off his nightgown.The quilt just covered his abdomen, so he must be naked at this time, and under the quilt is...

With a fever on her face, she hurriedly interrupted her bad thoughts and said, "I forgot. If you have time, let's go out in the afternoon."

He covered his lower body with the quilt, approached the bed, pulled her over and sat on the bed, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

She avoided looking at his muscles, looked at him and said, "You will know when the time comes."

"Okay, is that what you wanted last night?" He wrapped his arms around her chest, and gently laid her down on the bed.

He leaned over her, giving her an inexplicable sense of oppression, and she said vaguely, "Well, not all of them."

With a slap of his palm, she was covered under the quilt again, his eyes lingered on the collar of her nightgown, and he murmured: "You really like to play tricks."

She seemed to sense his attempt, and raised her hand to push his chest to keep him from approaching. "You mean to say that you are looking forward to it."

His lips had already covered her collarbone, and her unique fragrance was on the skin, and he denied it: "No." Somewhere, the morning excitement started to stir again.

"Hey, I still don't admit it." She pushed him lightly again, feeling the heat of his body in her palm.

"..." He walked all the way down, no longer in the mood to speak.

She really couldn't push it away, knowing it was futile, she could only let him continue, and then said: "Aren't you very smart, guess for yourself."

"Don't you know that if you stay with stupid people for a long time, you will become stupid?" He wrapped his arms around her back, lifted her upper body slightly, and pressed it against him.

She smiled coquettishly, and raised her hand to wrap around his neck, "It's very clever of you to lure me back to bed."

"Warm and fragrant nephrite is in my arms, any means are worth it." Through the silk slippery nightgown, his big palm caressed her unrestrained warmth, his eyes were faintly excited.

She couldn't resist his teasing, and after a while, her body softened under him, her red lips parted slightly, and she corrected: "Well, it's under him."

He stretched out his hand to untie the belt of her nightgown, and completely presented her body under his body.The overlapping weight of the two pushed the bed out of the depression.

Separated between her legs, the key slowly submerged into Fangze.Opening his mouth slightly, he let out a breath of enjoyment, and said in a deep voice, "Well, under the body, inside the warmth."

She was a little hurt from being supported by him, but she still wrapped her limbs around his back, and asked softly, "Is it comfortable?"

He pushed his waist, and went deeper, looking at Cheng Huan below her with fascinated eyes, full of tenderness.The desire in his chest became even worse, and he once again accumulated strength, full of plunder, and asked, "What do you think?"

The dense kisses were accompanied by more and more passionate moans. She was infected by his deep comfort, her breathing became heavy, and she said softly, "Of course it's comfortable."

"Yun Shu, do you know that your package always makes me sink, it's really comfortable."

Her legs wrapped around his strong waist, and she proudly said: "Now you know what I do, let's see if you dare to abuse me in the future."

He responded in a low voice, folded his hands behind her jade back, held her delicate body, and hugged her even tighter, "Okay, I won't torture you with my hands in the future, I will only torture you with my body."

She thumped his chest shyly, and said, "I hate it, you're dead!"

But he didn't speak any more, and the key points of his lower body slowly moved in and out. She followed his rounds of depth and depth, and hugged his back more tightly.

The morning of the two of them was spent in a joyful way.

The afternoon sun shines warmly on the garden, making everything lazy.

The car drove away from the courtyard of the villa. Xie Yunshu told Qiao Ye the destination, Jinming Road, and obediently sat in the co-pilot to accompany him.

Qiao Ye was a little surprised, Jin Ming Road, isn't that a gathering place for literary and artistic youth? Why is she going there?

Asked: "Are you going to take me to be a literary youth?"

"No." She glanced at him, thinking in her heart how suitable he is for a literary youth.

Wrapping his arm, she said coquettishly, "Would you like it?"

He was concentrating on the road conditions, and replied: "As long as it's not too much."

She rubbed lightly on his arm, and said mysteriously, "Of course not too much, it's very romantic."

"Oh? You want to create some romance for me?" He looked away from the front and glanced at her.

Xie Yunshu smiled triumphantly, leaned back in the chair, "Isn't it possible?"

"Of course." He raised his hand to caress her cheek and continued to drive seriously.

She looked at the scenery outside the windshield, and she couldn't help but feel happy because it was a crisp autumn day.

She turned her head and smiled at him, "Honey, I really like weekends."

"why?"

"Because you have time to accompany me on weekends, we can go out and play together." At this time, she was like a child, happy to have a family at home on weekends.

Seeing her happy face, he couldn't bear it, "I'll try to give you all the weekends from now on."

"Thank you husband!" She happily leaned over to him and kissed him on the cheek.

He held the steering wheel with one hand, took her hand with the other, and put it to his lips for a kiss.

Xie Yunshu wanted to hold back, but he pulled him tightly, and hurriedly said, "Husband, drive seriously."

He only hated that he had to drive now, and regretted, "Let Muwen drive in the future, so I can make out with you."