CEO, Your Wife Is Back

But, as he said, he took off her clothes and put on his pajamas, that's all? Shouldn't there be such a thing?

However, the way she spoke made him laugh, and then exaggerated back, in the middle of a luxurious, somewhat messy bed, indicating that he was dead.

However, when he was lying in bed in tears, she suddenly thought of a question. They really have such things. Shouldn't there be space on the sheets? This is her first time.

"Hey, don't laugh!" she said. Feel embarrassed and embarrassed, reach out and pull his hand. "Get out of the way, I'm looking for something!"

However, no matter how hard she pulled, she couldn't move. But she was pulled back by him. She was a little unstable, so she couldn't help falling. It was his responsibility.

Her face turned red again. She looked at him awkwardly. Her hand slipped off him and was ready to struggle in bed. Who knows, but he stretched out his arms and pulled her back into his arms.

"Hey, you." she shouted angrily, trying to scold him or argue with him. Who knows, he turned his head and pressed her.

"You... What do you want to do?" her heart jumped involuntarily, and her throat didn't dry. Although the air conditioner was on in the room, she still felt the heat from him passed to her, and she was burned to death.

He looked down at her. The sarcasm in his eyes disappeared and replaced by affection.

"I promised you to marry you, didn't I?" he said to her in a gentle tone.

"Really? Why don't I remember?" she sounds a little cold and contemptuous. Do you think she is a simple and stubborn girl? If he says anything, she'll be messed up and get into it?

His eyes are black, his thin and puffy lips are tightly closed. Despite himself, he has not changed his clamping. Every time he is helpless and sad, he can't help frowning and squeezing his lips.

"You still hate me, don't you?" he asked, with unspeakable pain on his face.

"Why do I hate you? Why do I hate you? Love makes me hate you. I don't remember you. Why do I hate you?" she squinted at him. She was very heavy. The heat made her sick. "Let me go! I have something to ask you!"

"Don't you love me? Don't you remember me?" he put his hand on her arm and she gasped in pain. The expression on his face changed, and there was an angry look in his eyes. "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, it's true. Why should I lie to you?" she ignored his ugly face, pushed him hard and refused, "won't you let me go?"

"I won't!" he almost withdrew his face from his teeth. "Again, you don't remember me, do you?"

"I don't want to discuss this with you. I don't know you!" she is also very angry. Will she be bullied by him all her life?

"Don't you know..." he sneered, stretched out his right hand and gently stroked her cheek with a thin finger. "What should I do? We spend the night together. If we don't know each other, we will know each other."

She opened her eyes in horror, a little flustered, unwilling to show weakness. "I have nothing to do with you. I just checked myself. I... i... i... I'm still perfect."

"Oh?" he faintly froze as soon as he heard her say so.

She blushed, anxious to clarify her excuse, pushed him hard and pressed her tightly so that she could not escape. She had to continue to twist because he was taller than her and her feet could only kick his legs. Her high chest rubbed against her feet. An ignorant man saw this scene. He didn't believe she was teasing.

Her cheeks danced and her lips kept sticking out, because she was thirsty, her tongue stretched out, her eyes were shy, cherry's lips were turning, and she kept rubbing his body.

What does she mean by saying she's perfect? So she didn't let anyone into her body, woman? Why? Besides, she just wanted to say that she didn't hate him because she didn't love him or remember him, but he could clearly feel what she meant. How could it be if it wasn't for that terrible resentment? In addition, he saw a notebook full of his name in her bag.

Does this mean that, in fact, she has not forgotten him for so many years, has been waiting for him, and even has been defending him?

Suddenly, his heart melted like an iceberg and seemed to be crushed and warm. Gentle, then ecstatic.

"Manman!" he whispered her name, and his Adam's apple rolled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The body has a fever, and the eyes seem to have a fever.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" she looked at his approaching face in horror. "You... Don't mess around, i... I called someone!"

"Thank you!" he whispered, ignoring her cry.

It made her feel numb and don't think about it. What's the situation now?

"Let's start over!" he looked at her with joy in his eyes.

"What... Start over?" she stared at him, unable to control herself. His eyes were so deep that she couldn't move her eyes away.

"Just..." he smiled unconsciously. Even a long time later, he would show his love in such a state. He bowed his head. He kissed her gently on the lips. "Where shall we meet and where shall we start?"

"What do you mean..." she thought vaguely, as if she had been hit by his magic, but after a while. Her face grew redder and her eyes widened.

There is a three inch thick piece under her belly button.

His kiss is as gentle, delicate and light as the spring rain, full of temptation, the joy of reunion after parting, the feeling of half life inactivity and love for children.

His kiss first fell on her delicate forehead, and then gently brushed her eyebrows and her eyes. Her nose and accurately pressed her lips, like a little water, gently falling one by one.

She looked at him blankly, opened her eyes and forgot to resist. He smiled low, stretched out a hand and closed his eyes gently. He whispered in her ear, "Manman, let me love you. Love is created."

"You..." she was so shy and angry that he seemed to expect what she was going to do. Suddenly his warm, wet lips returned to her.

Her mouth made a voice of dissatisfaction and resistance, but he became more and more hungry and thirsty. He recalled that at the classmate party, everyone was talking about their first love, and no one only talked about pure love without talking about gender. I'm even embarrassed to say it's his first love.

Last night, he came to Shanghai on business. Unexpectedly, she went to see her when she was drunk. He couldn't even bear not to have sex with her. He was impressed by his determination.

At this time, he could no longer control his desire to release his heart. Her voice, the distortion of her body, was like a dose of hypnotic, stimulating him to stop.

His lips pressed close to her lips step by step. She felt as if she was about to ignite. She swallowed the involuntary saliva in her throat.

He smiled with satisfaction. Untied the hand that covered her eyes, and then his fingers, from cheek to chin. Finally, she slowly leaned over her hands at the hem of her pajamas.

It is hard to imagine that after years of separation, the man who has been insisting on himself, sweating like rain, finally took out his virginity, and is still the one who took his heart and abandoned him with a firm heart.

Are they really doomed to escape?

She clearly remembered when she first saw him a long time ago.

August 31, 1999.

That day was the day before the second grade of high school. All high school students were in boarding school. All students had to report to the school before that.

Her school is called Mingyue middle school, which is the only high school in the town.

Behind the school is another famous mountain in the county, Mingyue Mountain. There is a wide and quiet river at the foot of the mountain, quietly guarding the historical city Mingyue. A row of neat trees are planted along the river. Although autumn has passed, willow leaves are still in the shade. The scenery here is beautiful with the wind.