Born to be together: this president is so perverted

"Small and short, if it's your aesthetic standard, it's pretty." Han Zhifan turned his head unnaturally and looked at the mirror in front of him, but his eyes were staring at the figure reflected in the mirror.

The girl's head hung down when he hit her.

Han Zhifan thought that his body was hot last night. He couldn't help but speed up brushing his teeth.

For a while, Xu Wuyou, who hung his head, raised his head. When looking at Han Zhifan, who regarded her as air, he decided to bite his teeth: if seduction fails, she will be strong!

If you keep grinding like this, your brother's condition can't be saved.

Xu Wuyou walked over and pushed Han Zhifan away with his hand. He said angrily, "get out of the way and stop me from brushing my teeth."

The girl's boneless fingertip touched Han Zhifan's arm. He couldn't help feeling some comfortable. One after another's desire was not what Han Zhifan wanted.

In order to stop his desire to leave here, he picked up his mouthwash and took a flurry of water. The water poured out in a hurry. Han Zhifan was expected to choke, "cough"

Xu Wuyou bent down with concern, patted Han Zhifan on the back and said seriously, "Oh, Mr. Han, let you look in the mirror early in the morning and vomit your ugliness."

"Cough" Han Zhifan choked even more, and his delicate and beautiful face turned red.

"You don't like to say you're ugly." Xu Wuyou picked him up with a toothbrush and gently patted him on the back. "You know your inferiority, just don't make fun of you."

Finally stopped coughing and was almost angry with her again. Han Zhifan looked calm, brushed her hand, brushed her teeth, shaved and went out.

Soon, Xu Wuyou also came out and saw Han Zhifan wearing a shirt. She pulled out her legs and rushed to him. She jumped, put her hands around Han Zhifan's neck and her legs around his waist.

Strong, what we pay attention to is fast, accurate and cruel.

Xu Wuyou gnawed at Han Zhifan's lips with lightning speed. She saw the educational film last night and knew how to move. The next is the time of actual combat.

Han Zhifan is really a headache. She married a lustful wife and opened and closed her eyes to think about how to sleep him. However, she also needs some skills!

Kissing is like gnawing a bone.

But because Xu Wuyou was too excited, she moved her waist and was flashed to her waist, crying and howling, "ah, it hurts."

"What's the matter?" Han Zhifan, who despised the girl's practice, quickly opened the quilt and saw that Xu Wuyou's beautiful face was full of pain.

"Speak." Han Zhifan wrapped her body in a quilt and calm his face.

"The waist is twisted." Xu Wuyou holds his waist and his face is as bitter as balsam pear.

"Oh." Han Zhifan gently hooked the corners of his mouth unkindly and wanted to continue laughing. However, he held back when he saw Xu Wuyou's little face that was crying in pain.

Han Zhifan covered his lower body with another quilt and carefully propped up his body. He saw Xu Wuyou sitting on his waist and dared not move. His lips were tight and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. It was obviously painful. He wanted to comfort, but he didn't know how to say, "take you to the hospital."

"No. you get me to bed."

"HMM." Han Zhifan took her arm and moved gently and slowly.

Xu Wuyou looked at Han Zhifan's cautious appearance and said, "hurry up, don't be grandma." it hurts sooner or later. It's better to make a quick decision.

Well, he didn't know the good people. Han Zhifan put away his tenderness, pulled Xu's worry free body with his hands, turned over to the bed, maintained a strange posture, lay on his side and didn't dare to move.

Xu Wuyou bit his lips in pain, but he didn't cry any more from beginning to end.

Xu Wuyou thought bitterly that she just wanted to sleep with her husband. Why should the whole world oppose her!

"Han Zhifan, you bad luck!" Xu Wuyou opened his mouth angrily with his back to Han Zhifan.

Han Zhifan was picking up the bathrobe on the ground and putting it on. Without lifting his head, he directly replied, "good morning, madam unlucky!" then he went into the cloakroom and took out a suit of clothes.

Han Zhifan walked to the edge of the bed. His thin eyes didn't have a trace of temperature. Xu Wuyou suspected that the fox looked at his expression, grabbed the sheet on his chest and opened his mouth warily, "what are you doing? You shouldn't be an animal. You want to sleep with me at this time."