Evil CEO's Deep Love

"Well." Thinking that she had finally calmed down, Qi Mo patted her arm with approval and motioned, "let go, I have no time to help you" solve the problem. "

She's in a hurry to spoil herself. That's OK. But he Qi Mo, has not been reduced to become a "tool" for spoiling?

With some resentment in his heart, he got up at the moment when she let go and stood outside the big bed.

And she got up slowly, shaking to go out.

"What are you doing?" Qi Mo's brow a wrinkly, looking at her to shake to stagger of appearance, the spirit doesn't hit a place to come, "where do you go?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter." She can also maintain the usual politeness, not picky, straightforward, "if you can't, I can find someone else." If he doesn't have time, so does she with other men.

Her unintentional sentence, but I don't know what kind of stimulation it is in men's ears?

Qi Mo suddenly raises his foot to catch up with her, grabs her wrist and pulls it hard. He throws her on the bed again. This time, he presses it up, supports the bed with an extremely threatening posture, overlooks her and asks: "what is" no way "

He didn't kiss her. He just touched her to prove that he could.

Qiao Sangyu was confused and didn't know how to deal with it. When his body was covering himself, he rolled to the side reflexively. He wanted to give him a place, but Qi Mo pulled him back and lay flat under her with his hands and feet open.

"Well?" She looked up at him in confusion.

"Take it off!" Qi Mo's reaction to her bed is a little speechless. Is she really in the entertainment industry with such green and wooden bed skills? Or are you used to being "served" by men?

But does he look like someone who will serve her?

With a low curse of "trouble", Qi Mo props up slightly, takes the initiative to find her waist, opens her clothes and unties her belt Her waist is thin and soft, and her skin is delicate and smooth, which makes Qi Mo's mind sway slightly.

There is no denying that she has a good figure! Skin also Good!

Taking off her coat and trousers, Qiao Sangyu on the bed only wears the inside, clothes and trousers, showing her perfect figure Qi Mo felt that his throat was slightly dry. He thought: it must have taken a lot of effort to pull her. Otherwise, why does he still feel hot with the constant temperature air conditioner on?

"Around me." He breathed slightly, and his breath was obviously unstable. He grasped her wrist and put it on his body, "help me take it off."

It's her turn, too!

"Oh Ring... " She couldn't speak clearly. She closed her eyes and murmured. Her little hand obediently went into Qi Mo's robe to hold his strong back. But she couldn't hold him, so the palm of her hand was on his back unconsciously

Qi Mo took a comfortable breath just because of the simple touch of skin friction.

He stooped, trying to adjust a more suitable position for each other, but he didn't expect that his meek little hand at the first moment would suddenly stretch out sharp claws like a cat's paw at the next moment He just came to see her brow frown impatiently, and then suddenly with nails, hard to gouge him out.

Qi Mo took a cold breath, and Yu Wang disappeared most of the time.

"What are you doing?" He straightened her cheek, clamped her chin, and shook it hard. "Joe Sangyu, did you mean it?" Is she drunk or not?

Then he found out that she was really drunk!

"Ah?" When she was named, she opened her eyes and saw that her eyes were full of confusion. She even forgot where she was. "You call me What are you doing? "

"Your hands!" He was slightly angry, pulled out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes, "what are you doing with me? Your bed habits? "

"Hand..." Qiao Sangyu narrowed his eyes and stared at his hand, but he didn't understand Qi Mo's problem. He quickly closed his eyes and whispered "hand", as if he had fallen into a drunken dream.

It seems that I'm really drunk.

"Forget it." Qi Mo was lying on her body, neither walking nor staying. After a long time, he simply threw her arm aside I'll do it. "

***

it's dominated by him, and she doesn't need her "response". It's good to cooperate well.

He leaned down, clasped the softness of her chest, began to rub it gently, and continued to feel for himself. Long finger around her back, fingertips slightly touched, then pushed away the row of metal buckle, so the pink point appeared in front of him

As soon as his breath was tight, he wrapped it under his palm, but he could not help speeding up the twisting, which made it more ruddy and stronger under his own palm.

Soon, he was angry again.

He thought he could go straight to Huanglong, but when he was ready, he still met a bottleneck. Quite a big bottleneck! She can't even cooperate!

"Hold on! How can I do that? "

"Relax over here, lift up a little bit!"

His guidance had no effect at all. Her body was stiff and she didn't know how to meet his needs. Qi Mo is a little annoyed. As a man, he even wants to do well! Just finish it as soon as possible!But at this time, she made a sound -

"Qi Mo?" She grabbed his arm and recognized who he was this time, with sincerity and helplessness in her confused eyes, "I want to throw up..."

"Well." He answered absently, with a clear thin sweat on his forehead, still concentrating on exerting himself, trying to take his trousers off her. For Qiao Sangyu's words, he completely ignored the attitude, and lightly added, "when doing AI, don't say such disgusting words."

But the next second --

"ouch..."

"touch!"

Qi Mo comes out of the bathroom and slams the door of the bathroom. His anger is in the loud noise of closing the door.

He finally cleaned himself up again! But also completely lost all Yu Nian. He really couldn't find any adjectives to describe her accurately - she could guarantee that she vomited only on his body and under the bed, and didn't contaminate herself and the big bed at all

He is so convinced!

Qiao Sangyu, did you mean it?

He frowned and turned his head, but the initiator of all this was already in the quilt, curled up in a ball, motionless, and seemed to have fallen asleep. Qi Mo is too lazy to bother with her, but he is not angry: Qiao Sangyu, can't you go to bed at the beginning? There must be so much trouble!

Qi Mo is open-minded, but his face is still ugly. He walks around the room a few times. Yu Guang from the corner of his eye can see the "supplies basket" of the hotel he just opened. These are all the additional supplies prepared by the hotel. He just opened it and took a T from it, but it's useless

He raised his foot, fished a pack of cigarettes from it, lit it and took a hard breath.

"Knock!"

As the smoke came out of his mouth, there was a slight knock on the door.

"Qi Shao," then, the voice of the subordinate rang out from the door, "I've sent you the clothes you want."

"I see." He answered softly and put out the smoke directly. He went to open the door, but at the next moment when he took the bag in his subordinate's hand, he gave a cold glance and motioned, "you wait outside."

"Eh?"

The subordinate who is going to report is stunned: why wait outside

He changed his clothes as fast as he could, and restored Qi Mo, who was handsome, fresh, and with excellent temperament.

He raised his foot to leave, but when the light from the corner of his eye came to her, he couldn't help stopping.

Qiao Sangyu is still asleep. She is totally ignorant of the outside world, but she seems to have moved just now, and her leg sticks out of the bed this time Her sleep, it seems not very quiet.

"Gone." He went over to help her pull the quilt, said goodbye that she could not hear at all, saw her eyebrows locked, the corner of her eyes seemed to be still with tears, he could not help but come forward and help her wipe them out one by one with his finger pulp, "well, the advice just now is a lie to you You don't have to spell that

The method of "climbing more men's beds" is really not suitable for everyone.

She couldn't hear, but she dodged reflexively, sidestepping away from his fingertips.

Qi Mo laughs.

He simply opened his fingers and patted her on the cheek wantonly: "what's there to hide? If I had not been afraid of nausea, we would have done it! You owe me this time! But... "

Qi Mo gets up, the smile at the bottom of his eyes gradually converges, and the front of the conversation turns: "we should never meet again."

***

when he walked out of the room, his eyes were cold and dark again.

She is just an "episode", which can't affect half of his life

"Qi Shao, the plane is already waiting. Please get on first." The subordinate quickened his pace to keep up with Qi Mo and said, "I'll help you return the room."

This will save time.

However, he just wanted to turn to the front desk. Qi Mo, who had been walking fast in front of him, suddenly stopped and turned to drink him: "what room should I go back? Just follow up

"But..."

"I'm in a hurry." Qi Mo gathered up his coat and didn't give his subordinates any chance to refute. The topic simply changed, "what's the situation over there in G city?"

"Oh, that's it..."

The subordinates immediately catch up

The next day.

Qiao Sangyu didn't wake up until very late, and the dazzling sunlight hit her eyes. She murmured and wanted to block it with her hand. With a little movement, she woke up all her nerves, and then suddenly turned over and sat up -

she had a splitting headache!

Where is she?

What happened last night? Why She's not dressed?

Memory gradually returns. She remembers the bar she went to yesterday. She wants to cry to muyao, but Qi Mo is the last one. Then, she remembers that Qi Mo brought her to the hotel

The last impression in my memory was that Qi Mo stood on her, and she felt sick.

Then, she can't remember at all. It seems that she has been suffering from the pain all nightQiao Sangyu suddenly lifted the quilt!

Clear blood marks can be seen on the pure white quilt. It's a big piece, and it's still wet up to now She's here, aunt! Qiao Sangyu was a little at a loss for a moment, and her irritable and helpless mood came one after another: so did she do it with Qi Mo or not?

This blood, aunt? Or her first time in it?

She can't remember!

I won't call him at all!

So what happened? Qiao Sangyu punched the bed angrily.

In the corner of my eye, I happened to see something on the bedside table - it's a torn T. the plastic package has been torn, but the things inside are still well placed on the plastic package, obviously unused.

There was hope in her eyes: never used it? Does it mean they haven't done it?

But the next moment she just felt more disgusted!

If Qi Mo doesn't use t to do it directly She felt more disgusted!

Besides, she has been like this The memory of that period, she has no clothes! What's the difference between doing it and not doing it?

She can't wash herself white

Qiao Sangyu spent a long time cleaning himself, and spent a long time putting on yesterday's clothes, and then staggered out.

She's never been so wild!