Born to be together: this president is so perverted

In fact, she can't be very unrestrained about men's and women's affairs. She has also done psychological construction in the bathroom for a long time before she dares to invite her new husband as soon as she comes out.

Xu Wuyou finished this sentence and completely dared not face Han Zhifan's eyes. His eyes as clear as water dodged and looked at the silent night outside the landing window.

For a while, Xu Wuyou didn't wait for any action from the man. She turned and looked at him. His dark eyes were also looking at her.

Four eyes are opposite, one is shy and looking forward, and one is indifferent and calm.

The room was quiet, the lights were bright, and the atmosphere was embarrassing.

Xu Wuyou, who has not received a response all the time, has a little bit of falling expectations in his eyes.

Her eyes dropped and her fingers trembled.

When Xu Wuyou did these actions, Han Zhifan was like an outsider, holding a wine glass and watching with dull eyes.

Xu Wuyou was in front of people for the first time. She only wore a wisp. Her white cheeks were covered with attractive crimson. She bent down and found his lips. The lips were close to the lips.

She kissed clumsily and astringently, without any kissing skills. She pulled Han Zhifan's bathrobe with her fingers. I don't know whether it was because of tension or something. She pulled it several times, but she didn't move.

The woman's lips are soft and tender, just like jelly. People can't help but want to bite. However, Han Zhifan, who has strong self-control, forbear and has a quiet face. She allows herself to direct and sing solo.

His stunning face was hidden under the bright light and could not see clearly.

But the rolling Adam's apple betrayed his true emotion.

What's more incredible is that he doesn't reject her kiss, although he has never had the experience of hugging and kissing

The color of Han Zhifan's eyes was complex. He clearly felt that he had a reaction and did not reject Xu Wuyou's further progress.

His obsession with cleanliness seemed to disappear at the moment.

Han Zhifan's eyes flashed, and Xu Wuyou's waist on the ring deepened the kiss. He gradually breathed quickly, picked up Xu Wuyou and walked to the bedside.

Because of kissing, Xu wuworry's body became slightly paralyzed and his head became dizzy. Until Han Zhifan put her on the bed, her body suddenly became stiff, and she suddenly wanted to push away the man in front of her.

But she can't!

She was dependent on her brother since childhood. His brother loved her so much. How could she give up her brother's life!

This level must pass tonight!

But accidents always come faster than planned.

Han Zhifan, who was emotional on her body, suddenly stopped and stretched out her hand to push Xu Wuyou to the ground. She lay on the ground and was stunned for dozens of seconds before raising her sore arm. There was a cut on her white arm by the edge of the bed. A trace of blood seeped out of her skin. Her eyebrows were wrinkled with pain.

Standing up, her legs hurt so much that she almost couldn't stand. She tried to stabilize her legs, looked up and looked up. Han Zhifan, who was angry all over, was dark and his eyes were all Sen Han.

Xu Wuyou didn't know where she made him unhappy, which would make him so angry. She pursed her lips and just pulled out a smile, "what's the matter?"

Han Zhifan hung his eyes and looked at Xu Wuyou, whose height was only in front of his chest. The clavicle was full of red kiss marks, which he had just left.

Why did he suddenly push her away when he was clearly moved?

Don't they all say that men's sex and love are separated?

But he?

Han Zhifan collected his thoughts, and his eyes also recovered their usual coolness. He moved his lips, but he still didn't explain. His voice was as cool as ever, "sleep."

Why is it like this?

Xu Wuyou grabbed his hair and couldn't figure it out.

"Woman, did you get a terminal disease called daze?" Han Zhifan also seemed very upset about his inexplicable actions. However, the woman also had an expression of what was wrong with this.

Again, "do we sleep together?" Xu Wuyou asked.

"What do you say?" Han Zhifan gnashed his teeth.

"Do you still push me away?" Xu Wuyou wiped his wound with a paper towel. Han Zhifan didn't find this action lying in bed.

"If you don't sleep, I'll kick you out." Han Zhifan killed Xu Wuyou with a cold eye.

After tossing around all day, Xu Wuyou was already sleepy. She immediately went to bed like a gust of wind. Soon, she fell asleep.

However, Han's complex was obviously not so good. The aroma of the woman beside him bathed in his nasal cavity, and then mischievously gathered in a certain place, so that he had been reacted to the body of his pure mind.

Han Zhifan sipped his dry lips and then unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of water,

"Damn it!" Han Zhifan cursed in a low voice, lifted the quilt and walked to the bathroom. If he looked at it like this again, he would be abandoned.

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In the summer morning, the first ray of sunshine came in through the beige curtains. Xu Wuyou woke up slowly. He was confused. He opened his eyes and lay in bed for a while. Then he turned his body to look at the sleeping Han Zhifan. His body lay in a regular manner, just like his turtle hair and poisonous tongue.

Xu Wuyou looked at his side face and was stunned again.

Why did she marry him? This gorgeous man, moreover, she felt that he looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere, and she couldn't remember for a moment.

Where is it?

Some fragmented fragments suddenly appeared in her mind. They were fleeting. She wanted to catch them, but she didn't catch anything.

Vaguely know, not a very good memory.

Suddenly, a mobile phone vibrated at the sofa in the bedroom. She got up from bed, went to the sofa, took the phone, leaned over to him, pushed his body, and said in a warm voice, "Sir, there's your phone."

At this time, it was just 6:10 a.m., which was still early. Han Zhifan didn't sleep well all night last night. He got up and was angry and swept through his whole body.

He lifted his eyelids slightly, pulled the quilt over his head, covered his head tightly, half asleep and half awake, and his tone was lazy, "don't make noise, sleep."