Beloved of Bossy President

The long finger crossed the rolling Adam's apple on the northern night, and the intoxication deepened gradually. Mingke's eyes were confused. He looked up at him, his sexy Adam's apple, his resolute chin, and the two thin lips which were even more bewitching after drinking.

He's really good-looking, really charming If only this man belonged to her and always to her.

In his low voice, but also in his own more and more intense possessive, she finally can't help holding his head close to the past, lips so close to him.

To this man, a lifetime only belongs to her, always only belongs to her.

No other women, no Yu Feifan or anything like that. If you want him, it will always be her.

She is really drunk. Otherwise, if she is sober, she will not dare to have such thoughts and actions all her life.

Thin lips close to the past, gently printed on his lips, very light very light.

The microphone suddenly slipped from Beiming night's hand and fell to the ground with a bang. His breathing was a little disordered, and his big palm around her waist somehow exuded a little sweat. At this moment, he was a little at a loss.

It was the first time that she took the initiative to kiss herself. He had never seen such an initiative.

She holds his face, has been nibbling at his lips, and even a little dissatisfied with the kiss, trying to pry his mouth open.

The smell of wine and her fragrance penetrated into his mouth, and the whole person fell into the northern night in an instant.

This damned girl said she didn't want to be here, but she was teasing him in such a place, in case he couldn't hold it But he can't remember anything.

Big palm suddenly tightened, put her in his arms, lowered her head to cover her mouth, and the initiative completely returned to his hands.

The girl in his arms whimpered, and the whole person became softer, so she fell into his arms.

Feeling the softness of her body, all the impulses were aroused in an instant.

He gently opened her lips and stared at her pink face. After a while, he could not help but gasp. He rolled over and knocked her down on the sofa and forced her to kiss again.

The strange touch makes Mingke open his eyes. Although he is still drunk, he still finds a little consciousness.

When she saw where it was and who the man was, she took a cold breath and exclaimed, "no! Don't touch me. Go away... "

Beiming night doesn't pay attention to her at all. The whole person has completely lost his mind. Holding her wrist, he will lift it up.

Mingke struggled: "don't be here, I said don't be here..."

She doesn't want to be in this kind of place. It's still a KTV box. She can see it clearly. It's still in the box. Just now they were singing and sharing wine here. There were a lot of people What about those people? Where did they all go?

She looked around in a panic, but her sight was always hazy and she couldn't see clearly, but she at least knew what the man wanted to do.

Small hand against his chest, frantically struggling up, struggling too hard, do not hurt him, but hurt himself.

Looking at her eyes and began to overflow tears, North night at this time really want to curse, don't? What does that mean?

"No? What do you kiss me for? " His voice is hoarse, palms are still sweating, forehead and face are all beads of sweat, big beads of sweat along his face down, fall on her face, or hot.

But now she can't see his situation at all. She only knows that she is not here. She can't be here. As for why she wants to kiss him She blinked. Her eyes, like deer's, were pure and innocent: "kiss you You look good. "

Her little hand moved away from his chest, fell on his face, fingertips across his sexy nose, is really good-looking, she has never seen such a good-looking man.

This man has a more bewitching flavor than her idol Nangong lie. Because he can't see through, he always wants to see more thoroughly. The more he wants to see through, the more he finds that he seems to have walked into an abyss and can't get up again.

She didn't like the feeling, not at all.

Pink small mouth murmured, feel his big palm is still exploring himself, a little hard and soft look immediately tangled up, she don't want to be here! "I don't like I don't like being here. "

"And where do you like it?" He asked in a gruff voice. No matter how good his temper was, he was worn out in front of her. What he looked like now I really want to beat someone if it's not her

He closed his eyes and gasped for breath, but if the object was not her, how could he be so impulsive?

There was no way to suppress that impulse. He lowered his head and approached her. His voice was still dumb, but it was soft: "coco, let's not make it up, shall we make up?"

Although, even he did not know how the two people were making trouble, he knew that she was wronged and angry.He has been a little upset since last night, but now, he really doesn't want to continue to make trouble with this little woman, he just wants to put her under the pressure and love her well.

Mingke is ungrateful at all. Although his voice sounds very gentle, she really doesn't want to: "I want to go back. I don't want to be here. Let go..."

Beiming night forced to close his eyes, breathing so heavily that he could hardly bear it. His shirt was wet, his sweat was all over his head, and there were beads of sweat on his chest.

All to this point, she actually came to say no to him!

Kiss him, tease him, and refuse now!

He never knew that women's means of refusing to return were so powerful, and that Even he can't carry it.

"Stop it, I want you." He bowed to kiss her again.

Mingke pushed him hard, even though his head was still heavy, but she also knew that she didn't want to do that kind of thing with this man in this place.

"I don't want to! Let go, I said let go! Asshole, let me go She began to struggle madly again, struggling too hard, and her tears slipped down again.

She seems to be crying tonight, and I don't know if it's because of drinking. People say that after drinking, she will be very emotional. He really doesn't want to make her sad, but now, if she's not sad, she will have to change him!

Big palm took her two dancing hands down and imprisoned them above her head. He really couldn't bear the impulse, but she just didn't want to die.

Finally, under the attack of her tearful eyes, he compromised again.

"It's OK not to be here. Follow me right away." After buttoning his shirt and belt, he began to pull up her clothes. Fortunately, just now he didn't lose his mind and tore her clothes here.

In a hurry, she picked up her clothes and left in a hurry.