Beloved of Bossy President

When the northern night seemed bewitched and pressed down on her, Mingke said in a flurry and soft voice: "Sir, I, I don't want to refuse, but we Let's do something else first. "

"What do you want to do?" He was really bewitched. Before watching her change her swimsuit, he never thought about it, but now The big palm has exuded a layer of sweat.

He didn't think that he would be so vulnerable to temptation. She didn't even do half the action of temptation, but he had to admit that he was really more and more interested in this small body.

"We Let's go out and blow the wind, look at the sea, or Or fishing. " She said in a flustered voice.

Doesn't he like fishing very much? When she went out to sea with him for the first time, he would sit there by himself and fish quietly for a long time. Later, when he couldn't catch it, he let her catch it.

He should like it. Since he's out at sea, how can he always think about that? That kind of thing, how should we wait until dark.

"Look at the sea What's good to see? It's not as good as your body. " His hoarse voice came from behind, which made Mingke's heart contract.

She tugged at the tight bedclothes and tried to placate: "I Didn't I always wear a swimsuit? You can watch it any time you want. "

"I want to see you naked."

"Sir!" She exclaimed, biting her lips and saying, "Sir, don't do this, don't now..."

"Not now. When do you want to be?" His breath became heavier and heavier, and his big palm fell on her shoulder and rubbed it gently.

"Wait How about waiting for the evening? " She really had no choice but to compromise with him. Even if she was no longer shameful or unwilling to say it, she had to say: "wait for the evening In the evening, I will be willing to Willing to serve you. "

"Don't you lie to me?" He raised his eyebrows to see what she was willing to look like.

"I don't lie to you, I really don't lie to you!" She was so scared that her fingertips were shaking. Although there were only two of them on the ship, he didn't feel ashamed. She felt too dirty.

How can this be done? You want to be shameless if you want to be a prostitute?

Beiming night breathed a sigh, finally let her go, stood up, turned and walked towards the door: "if you want to see the sea, come out quickly."

Until his figure disappeared outside the cabin, Mingke was completely relieved.

It's terrible. How can this man be so energetic? No matter when, no matter where, as long as the opportunity is like bullying her, how can she get into such a person?

She sat up from the bed and patted her chest. She was still a little shaken. This morning, when it was almost dawn, she was severely tossed by him. How could she have such a mood now? She didn't think all the time like he did.

She could not see his figure, but heard his voice outside. It seemed that she was holding a cup. She calmed down, hesitated for a moment, and then put away her clothes on the bed. Then she walked out.

When Mingke appeared in the cabin, Beiming night's eyes could not help deep down. He thought that this kind of petite figure was not attractive, but when she put on this swimsuit, he had to admit that his judgment would be wrong again.

The front is convex and the back is warped, where can there be no attention? In his opinion, this face and this figure are the most beautiful and enchanting he has ever seen in the world.

"Come here." He picked up the wine and leaned over the cupboard to look at her.

It's wine again. As soon as I saw it, Mingke frowned and didn't want to pass.

But she still resisted all the resistance and walked towards him.

"Shall we not play on deck?" She said.

"Later, I'll take the boat a little further and let you out." He lowered his head, put his long finger on her chin, gently pinched her face, raised his glass, tasted a mouthful of red wine, then suddenly bowed his head to her thin lips.

Mingke opened his eyes and wanted to avoid it. But his palm was on her chin. She couldn't hide half of it. She was forced to accept his kiss.

The wine in his mouth slowly read into her mouth, straight into her throat, directly into her abdomen. She choked and coughed twice. She pushed him away and coughed.

Beiming night's big palm fell on her back and patted her gently. The touch under the palm was delicate and smooth, which made him almost lose control again. However, this time, he did.

"How about the rare red wine? How does it taste? " He tasted it again, looked at her again, and asked softly.

Mingke didn't know how to distinguish the quality of red wine at all. When he asked herself, she shook her head and honestly threw him the answer: "it's hard to drink."

He frowned slightly and looked down at her. After a long time, he threw out two words: "stupid."

Mingke's willow leaf eyebrow suddenly twisted up. When he turned to pour wine, he couldn't help making a face at his side face and frowned.

Is it stupid not to know the difference between good and bad wine? She just doesn't like it. Who, like him, leads an extremely extravagant life, whether it's tobacco or wine all the time? I'm not afraid that I will die on these things one day."Curse me again?" Even if he didn't look back, he could know what she was thinking. He had no choice but to smile. He picked up the glass and swallowed it slowly.

Mingke's pupil reflects his drinking appearance. His posture is not elegant, but casual, but elegant.

A casual action on other people, probably not even the slightest taste, can fall on him is so good-looking, like magic, people can't help looking away after a look.

This man is really good-looking, because good-looking, no matter what he does, do what action are so charming.

Her hand could not help falling on her chest and gently pressed down. She always felt that with his drinking action, her heart seemed to be suddenly broken, heartbroken for him.

When he put down the cup, she also took a breath of cool air. The feeling of heartbreak finally disappeared. Suddenly, she even despised herself. When did she become so crazy? When did she see a handsome guy feel heartbroken?

"Is it good?" Beiming night put down the cup and looked back at her, two thin lips stained with wine appear more full and bright red, that color is a girl's favorite color, everyone wants two thin lips like him, but not everyone can be so lucky to get.

It's so beautiful. I can't help but want to bite it

The two lips seemed to be getting closer and closer to her. Just when he was close to her, she couldn't help sticking out the tip of her tongue and licking the dry lip. When he came to him, she obeyed the deepest desire of her heart and stood on tiptoe to kiss him gently.

Four lips stick, name can blink, in a moment of shock, finally see clearly in front of people, and finally think of what they are doing.

"Ah She screamed and pushed him hard. This time, she was too scared to look at him. As soon as she turned around, she ran to the deck.

She actually Actually took the initiative to kiss the northern night, just because he thought his two thin lips were so beautiful that she lost her soul!