Addicted to You: The CEO's Wife

He flipped over and pressed her under him. "It's not enough... It's not enough."

He murmured, fingers gently stroked her cheek, now she, with intoxicated charming, like a blooming rose, so beautiful, so attractive.

When she looked at him like autumn water, when she called him "ah Jin" with a smile, when her hands were around his neck, when the sweet breath poured into his body, he felt as if he was drunk.

"It seems that I shouldn't have said something about a drunk woman." He murmured, for the first time, that he would break his promise just because of her.

He bowed his head, kissed her on the lips, and tossed and turned. So attached, and so attached.

The body is stirred up by her desire, which needs to be smoothed by her.

It seems that his body can only have such a strong response to her.

I don't know how long it took, but when the kiss finally stopped, he found that she had slept again.

"Really..." a rare sense of powerlessness filled his body. This woman, after provoking the fire, only to sleep by herself, leaving him in a mess.

The dark eyes fixed on the person under her. After a while, Yi Jin left and sighed. Then she covered the quilt again. Then she got out of bed and sat beside the bed.

"You owe me one, you know?" He whispered, his voice floating in the air.

And this small rental room, as if no longer a room of cool, even in the air, are permeated with a touch of heat.

When Ling still woke up and saw Yi Jin sitting beside her bed, she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Why are you here?" She asked.

"Or do you think you can walk back when you're drunk?" He asked in reply.

Ling is still ringing suddenly. Yesterday... She seemed to drink a lot of wine. Even the only memory left in her head here is only the memory of drinking in the box.

"Then yesterday, when you sent me back, didn't you... Go back?" She said strangely, it's not that he was here. Sit all night.

"Yes, I didn't go back. I took care of you all night." He said, "you say, should you say thank you?"

"... thank you." There was a strange feeling, she said. Obviously he asked her to drink, but at this moment, she wanted to say thank you to him, "by the way, can you let my uncle and them go?"

She suddenly thought of her purpose of drinking last night. Suddenly, she looked at him eagerly and nervously for fear that he would say something like "no".

He chuckled and said, "I have asked Cong Ming to do it. It should not be long before people will let it out."

She was relieved at last.

When they are released, grandma's illness will improve.