CEO's Wife Hard To Deal With

"Xiao Xie, come on, Ji Shao. I want to hear you. Ji Shao, I want you." Ji Yunheng raised his hand and wiped off the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

Her lips trembled and she wanted to say something, but she seemed to be suppressing herself from saying it.

Tong Yimo only felt that he was about to collapse, and his whole body slowly began to tremble.

Ming Ming is resisting Ji Yunheng physically and mentally, but at this moment, she has no strength to strangle an ant.

"Don't say it now. Don't ask me later!" Ji Yunheng laughs with a lewd smile.

Tong Yimo's body is soft now. It's hard to flick your fingers, let alone resist Ji Yunheng.

Ji Yunheng leaned over and put his face close to Tong Yimo's face. His breath on her face made the air ambiguous.

At such a dangerous distance, Tong Yimo struggled to open his mouth. His voice was so weak that he faltered: "no, don't touch me."

"Xiao Xie, let me see what you look like first. I don't want to have a dinosaur myself..."

Ji Yunheng raised his hand. Just as he was about to take off the white feather mask glasses on Tong Yimo's face, he suddenly "bang" and let him open his eyes and close them again. It was like he was dead, pressing the weight of the whole body on Tong Yimo's body.

Tong Yimo's heart is also hanging in the air, a figure suddenly appears in the blurred vision, the other side's face seems to make her both familiar and unfamiliar.

The weight of her body suddenly lightened, followed by her body falling empty.

She was picked up from the bed.

Child with foam soft paralysis in this person's arms, the mind recalled by the cold day scene in the arms of the feeling.

Why, she will at this moment, so miss this feeling?

Warm and secure.

Is it a day view?

She thinks about the day view

Day view

You're back, aren't you?

Later

I don't want you to go on business again, OK?

Can you make her self willed?

Day view

I miss you so much

"Thanks? Thank you! Wake up

I don't know how long, Tong Yimo vaguely seems to have heard the anxious voice of the cold day scene.

In the eyes of the day, he slowly raised his face.

Is it really day view?

Her husband Come back?!

Being burned by the fire of hunger and endurance, the child Yimo, whose eyes are full of dense mist, has only such a man as Leng dayjing in his heart.

In the hot air, her skin is better than snow, sweat dripping.

Tong Yimo's eyes were lax, and he kept calling: "husband, help me! Husband, help me! You help me

Her reason has been completely eroded by the drug effect, stretched out a pair of slender hands, like catkin flowers around the neck of the man in front of her.

"Thanks, wake up, I'll let Watson show you!" The voice of the cold night is so magnetic that it can't be described by words.

If it wasn't for even Watson who pulled him to the night club again tonight, he happened to see Ji Yunheng stride triumphantly towards the VIP Building of night puzzle. He felt strange and followed Ji Yunheng.

Fortunately, he realized it in time, otherwise the consequences would be really unthinkable.

Ji Yunheng is sure not to give up on her "Xiao Xie"!

Cold night Shen sword eyebrow micro Cu, will Tong Yimo directly from the bed up, before leaving, he is still fainting in the side of Ji Yunheng's body to kick a foot.

This bitch!

Don't beat me!

Now it's very important for him to save Xiao Xie. He will send someone to clean up Ji Yunheng later.

After cold night Shen called Lian Huasheng, Lian Huasheng drove his car to wait for him at the gate of "night confused".

Seeing Leng yeshen in his arms, Lian Huasheng got down from the driver's seat, opened the door for lengyeshen, and jokingly said, "brother Leng, you are more direct than me!"

"No nonsense! Drive Cold night sank, good gas low roar, holding the child to foam sit in the car.

Even Watson shrugged slightly and had to return to the driver's seat to be the driver for them.

Tong Yimo's body was too hot to be hot any more. She sat on her heavy thigh in the cold night, nestled in his arms, a restless little hand, and wantonly walked upstream of his chest.

Through this thin layer of shirt fabric, she felt that his body was cold, his chest muscles were strong, and he felt comfortable.

That night, she woke him up with a slap.

Therefore, this time, when he faced her again, he was much more calm than before.

She's not "snowy," so he can't think of her.

Cold night sink again and again in the bottom of his heart to warn himself, he is not a dregs man, not the kind of see a love a slag man!The woman he loves is "Manxue"!

Therefore, no matter how the catkin of Tong Yimo touched him arbitrarily, he was very sober to keep the gentleman in peace.

Children with foam feather eyelashes tremble, nose wing overflow a layer of fine sweat.

At the moment, she has completely lost her mind, and even does not know what she is doing now.

She tried to pull her lips, put her hands around her cold night neck, and stroked him with her long legs. She did not speak. She just went up to kiss the man in front of her.

Cold night heavy head to avoid her kiss, the bottom of the eyes is dark and unclear, breathing sound is more serious than just a few, hands on the seat, inadvertently clench into fists.

Tong Yimo's limbs are weak now. Her wet back and clothes stick together, which makes her extremely uncomfortable.

She is so hot

It's very hot

So, instead of touching the muscles of her body in the cold night to relieve her heat, she sat upright, her eyes blurred, and she began to pull the white fairy skirt on her body.

Ji Yunheng had already given the belt on the skirt Ru for a long time. Tong Yimo just pulled it at will, and her skirt slipped like snowflakes. Her porcelain neck, round fragrant shoulder and beautiful clavicle were exposed in front of the cold night without reservation.

When her hand wanted to take off the chebula on her chest, he suddenly raised his hand and clenched her hand to stop her next movement.

His eyes, which had always been deep, crept up a little blood.

Cold night heavy eyes lock Tong Yimo that pair of blurred eyes, breathing sound slightly heavy.

Her eyes and "Manxue" are the same, is so similar.

even felt as like as two peas in her arms, and the same feeling as "Snow" gave him.

Tong Yimo gazed at the man's eyes in front of him, just like seeing the gentle eyes of the cold day scene. He asked vaguely and tenderly, "husband Do you love me

Obviously, she didn't want to worry about anything, but this problem was a thorn in her heart.

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