Born to be together: this president is so perverted

Most importantly, after playing rogue, she asked innocently and sincerely, do you have a fever!?

Xu Wuyou wants to slap himself to death!

"HMM." Han Zhifan reached out and rubbed the top of her hair.

The more you think about it, the more blushing, but the man actually came to touch his head. Xu Wuyou was not calm at the moment. He stubbed his neck and said fiercely, "let go of your hand and touch my hair with oil!" and then pedaled and ran upstairs.

Han Zhifan looked at her shy figure running away and outlined a radian in the corners of her mouth.

??????

Soon they all took a bath. Xu Wuyou walked to the edge of the bed in her pajamas. After bathing, her cheeks were flushed, red, like attractive fruits.

The little storm just now did not affect Xu Wuyou's urgent desire to have children.

She bit her lower lip, looked at Han Zhifan reading on the back of the bed, and thought about how to start tonight's courtship trip. He refused once. She was a little worried.

She began to move her hand, then calmed her mind and muttered to Han Zhifan, "Mr. Han."

Han Zhifan raised his eyelids, and his black eyes lightly swept towards Xu Wuyou. There was a flash of amazement in his eyes, and then he asked coldly, "what's the matter?"

With such cold and concise words, Xu Wuyou's full speech that had just been brewing disappeared, "I... I..." Xu Wuyou suddenly stumbled up and couldn't say a complete sentence.

What are you nervous about? That's normal husband and wife life!

"Mr. Han, our wedding night hasn't passed yet." Xu Wuyou went to the edge of his bed and assured him that he could see himself as long as he raised his eyes.

"En." Han Zhifan's tone was cold. Her beautiful face could not see any emotion, but she was looking forward to her next action in her heart.

You know, Mr. Han, can you take the initiative?

The cold response made Xu Wuyou have to look at herself. Xu Wuyou lowered her head. The nightdress she was wearing tonight, coupled with her plump and attractive figure, she wanted to have a nosebleed, okay? But he can't mention sex!

She gave him so many good things and seduced him with beauty. Even Yang's impotence must be cured!

She doesn't care. She must sleep with him tonight, or I'm sorry for the money she spent tonight. Those things are old and expensive.

Suddenly, Xu Wuyou pounced on Han Zhifan, crushed him to the head of the bed, and his lips fell on his neck. Xu Wuyou kissed him directly without thinking about it.

Han Zhifan didn't expect Xu Wuyou to rush over directly. He was stunned for a minute before he was pulled back to his senses by a thrilling touch on his body.

Similarly, Xu Wuyou is also ignorant. Why is she so hungry and thirsty? Like a hungry wolf, she threw Han Zhifan down on the bed and played the domineering president of the female version. She knocked people's bed!

You can't let her brother know about it, or you'll be skinned.

What Han Zhifan ate into his stomach tonight seems to quickly invade Han Zhifan's nerves under the guidance of Xu Wuyou's action.

There was a dry heat in his body that had never been before, which wantonly walked in his body, bit by bit made him lose his mind, and quickly cured his almost morbid cleanliness habit.

His deep and good-looking eyes seemed to be infected with a raging bath fire, which filled his whole eyes, and his forehead was full of beads of sweat because he endured desire.

But Xu Wuyou's way of courtship is doomed to be bumpy.

At this time, a very gentle and destructive mobile phone ring rang out unexpectedly in the beautiful bedroom, and Han Zhifan's body, which was occupied by lust, paused.

Han Zhifan's state at this time is like an arrow on the string. He has to send it. His mind is full of how to take Xu Wuyou's body for himself.

The mobile phone rang for more than ten seconds. When Xu Wuyou wanted to hit the phone, it stopped ringing very wisely.

Don't make any noise when it stops. Disturb her to sleep with her husband!

Xu Wuyou's mind recovered a bit because of the mobile phone ring. His clear eyes disappeared a lot. His hands around Han Zhifan were stiff for a bit, and he looked at the bright white ceiling in the dark.

It's all here. It's time to be a foregone conclusion.

Thinking of this, Xu Wuyou's mood is a little happy. If the child is born a few days earlier, his brother will have a higher chance of escaping leukemia.

Xu Wuyou tightened his hand around Han Zhifan's waist, got rid of the messy ideas in his mind, and wanted to devote himself to this hard won love.

But at this time, the phone ring rang again. Repeated interruptions made Han Zhifan, who had always been indifferent, more powerful to kiss.

Xu Wuyou bears his kiss and thinks that the phone rings so many times. Is there something big waiting for Han Zhifan to deal with?

Answering the phone should not affect the Duke's gift tonight.

"Phone, phone." Xu Wuyou pushed Han Zhifan's shoulder with his hand.

In exchange for her voice, Han Zhifan asked for a more ferocious kiss, "electricity... Telephone". Han Zhifan kissed her and spoke intermittently, "telephone, it's so... Late. It should be... Urgent to find you."

"Phone." Xu Wuyou groped for the mobile phone on the bedside table, picked it up and handed it to Han Zhifan. His breath was slightly unstable.

His dark and deep eyes were full of lust. Han Zhifan reluctantly left Xu Wuyou's delicate and white clavicle, leaned over her body to answer the phone and pressed down his desire to lose his mind.

"Xu Suiyan, you'd better have a big emergency, or I'll tear down your hospital!"

"Oh, our fan brother is so angry. Is he dissatisfied with his desire? If so, tell me. I'll take you to look for flowers and willows."