Chief husband, strong love!

The assistant was very tired, but he didn't say anything. He hurriedly closed the door for her.

Miss Su Yan is happy. Everything is fine.

An hour later, Mu Beishen returned to the hotel.

The assistant followed up, pressed the elevator and said in a tangled mood, "Mr. mu, Miss Su Yan is not satisfied with the room you ordered."

The man who turned over the documents on the elevator looked up at the speech, "what's going on?"

The assistant said, "Miss Su Yan means that she doesn't like that room. The specific reason is not clear. It's said that she doesn't like the decoration style and doesn't look good anywhere."

Su Yan was used to being picky. He was not too surprised. He just asked, "are you satisfied now?"

"She communicated with the hotel in person. After changing the room, she looked much better."

In fact, the assistant was afraid that Mu Beichen saw the small suite and thought they wouldn't do anything, so he had to say more.

Mu Beishen said faintly, "that's all right."

"It's just..." the assistant saw that the elevator had reached the floor and went out to prepare for him. "The room is a little small. I don't know if you will be satisfied."

Mu Beishen hooked his lips, "I'm free."

"And there's only one room." The assistant added.

Mu Bei sank and paused.

The assistant waited nervously nearby.

He doesn't quite understand the meaning of two rooms, but since President Mu asked so much before, it may be just a big suite, or it may be meaningful.

He didn't say a word. It took him several seconds to move again.

Look like tone, people can't guess, "I see."

He took it, let it go, opened the door and went in.

Mu Beichen put the documents on the cabinet to one side and looked at the figure bathed in the night on the balcony.

Su Yan has taken a bath and is wearing a thin sling nightdress.

The hair just dried, silky and soft hanging on the shoulder.

The body is a faint Dusang smell in the shower gel, which melts into the night wind.

She heard footsteps behind her and was about to turn back when he had taken her in his arms.

Mu Bei lowered his head, put his face close to her hair, circled her thin waist, and asked in a low voice, "isn't the room satisfactory?"

"Yes, don't you like this room?" She turned around in his arms and looked up. Her little face was still a sweet smile and her eyes were bright. "I like it very much."

Mu Bei's thin lips gently kissed down her porcelain white face, "just like it."

He closed his eyes, kissed her lips from her side face, and gently sucked her sweetness.

From the moment he saw her at the door, there was only such an idea in his mind.

Hold her and kiss her.

Even the body has been restrained from her y hope and impulse, and drowned him in the moment of kissing her.

Through her thin and silky pajamas, his instinctive response became more and more obvious.

She hugged her tightly, and the original tender kisses were a little fierce and eager.

Su Yan was dazed by his kiss. Unexpectedly, she hadn't done anything and said nothing. He was going to take her apart.

This feeling is familiar and strange. She is a little timid. She holds his neck and whispers in a coquettish voice, "slow down..."

Her back against the balcony railing hurt a little.

He opened his eyes mistily and saw the straight y look in his eyes in the night, as well as the irresistible desire for her in every part of his body.

Su Yan's heart beat quickly. She carefully poked out the tip of her tongue and pried open the mouth still close to her lip.