Evil CEO's Deep Love

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The temperature in the room seems to rise rapidly!

The original quiet air is full of a little bit of ambiguity and erotic factors.

The four eyes are opposite. Shu Muwan is facing the surging possessiveness of his eyes, nervous and cramped And at the end, calm down a little bit. Looking at him like this, she was suddenly relieved: why bother about who he is? What's the difference between Nangong Mo and Nangong Chen They were just one person, but their character changed and they just forgot her.

So what does it matter if she gives herself to him?

She was his

"Do you know what you said?" His breathing became more and more heavy, and his dark eyes locked her tightly. In this way, he condescended to capture any subtle expression of her, and asked her with his last reason, "Shu Muwan, are you serious?"

She looked back at him and nodded heavily.

Reason dissipated, and there was no more hesitation. He leaned over and kissed her lips without hesitation

Downstairs, the housekeeper looked at the stairs, several words and then stopped.

After thinking for a long time, he finally gave up the idea of going upstairs to find someone!

I don't think I will come down tonight if I haven't come down for such a long time He had better not disturb! As for this letter

Thinking of this, the housekeeper looked at the black envelope in his hand again: forget it! Tomorrow? Only tomorrow can he give this letter to miss Shu! It's strange. It's a black envelope, and it doesn't even have a place to send it.

Just then, the telephone in the living room suddenly rang.

It's so late Who will be there?

The housekeeper frowned, and finally came forward to pick up the phone. The face of the man's urgent voice immediately came over: "housekeeper, is mo Shao there? I have something important to report. "

"Yes, it's just..." Half way through, the housekeeper stopped and looked at the empty stairs again. "He and miss Shu are upstairs. Maybe they are busy No, I mean, it should be sleeping. "

The more he painted, the more black he was. The housekeeper couldn't go on, and his old face turned red with embarrassment.

"Why don't you tell me first, tomorrow morning I'll tell Mo Shao The housekeeper clears his throat. He tries to keep his tone peaceful and doesn't let Yi Lei hear anything strange and embarrassed.

"So..." Yi Lei has a long voice on the opposite side of the phone. He looks like "I understand". After a few seconds, he regains his just excitement and describes to the housekeeper with flying eyebrows, "I've found a clue about Miss Shu's father!"

"Oh?"

"I went to see Shu Ziwen's tomb! Guess what? There is another name engraved on the tombstone. It turns out that Shu Ziwen is just the name he used when he was a policeman. The one before him The one engraved on the tombstone is the real name In the middle of the night, Yi Lei didn't feel sleepy. Because of this amazing discovery, he was so excited that he said, "I'll know her father's identity in an instant by following her real name! What a surprise... "

The housekeeper listened quietly, and his face became more and more shocked.

"This Do you want to tell Miss Shu? " After hesitating for a long time, the housekeeper asked at the end of the phone, but he was a little worried, "she Is that acceptable? "

"Therefore, we should first ask Mo Shao's opinions."

This is the reason why Yi Lei called first to ask for instructions!

“…… Well, I'll ask early tomorrow morning The housekeeper nodded, sighed and hung up the phone. He rubbed his hair a little distracted, and then casually put the black letter on the table - let's wait for tomorrow

Upstairs, already from Si Mo to lingering!

The white scallop teeth were skillfully pried open by him. He licked them, and then entered. His hot and humid tongue wrapped around the tip of her warm tongue and dragged her to his mouth, sucking and kissing little by little

She whimpered and fell into his total Temptation

(indescribable)

******

in bed, Shu Muwan is no match for Nangong Mo in terms of physical strength and skill.

Besides, after all -

one can only be regarded as a rookie,

the other is just a beast

(indescribable)

******

Shu Mu didn't sleep well that night.

The body has been pressed or flipped, and some place has been tortured to death, with bursts of pain Occasionally she opened her eyes in a daze, only to see his enlarged handsome face and hear the heavy breathing lingering in her ears.

Then she closed her eyes tired

Nangong ink, Nangong ink Somewhere in the bottom of my heart is constantly calling his name. At last, at a certain time, Shu Mu's eyebrows unfold, and it suddenly becomes clear: there is no need to worry about whether he is Nangong Mo or Nangong Chen. She just follows her heart!

They are the same person, she does not distinguish, will never distinguish Just give yourself to himThe next day.

The first meter of sunlight in the early morning is scattered through the curtains and projected on the soft bed, dispersing the night's love factor in the air.

Four eyes opposite, his face calm, Yang lip to her smile: "morning."

His side face is plated with a layer of light gold by the dawn. When he smiles at her, he is dazzlingly handsome! Shu Mu night's heart beat disorderly, flurried to hang head don't open an eye, when see he is sticking on the hot towel on her leg, small face suddenly rose red.

It turned out that he just helped her wipe her body!

She thought

"Thank you. I'll do it myself!" He snatched the towel in his hand, dragged the quilt to cover himself and wiped himself in the quilt.

She'd rather take a bath!

Shu Mu Wan looks up in embarrassment, but his eyes suddenly collide with him again. Nangong Mo's eyes are burning, with obvious interest and smile, and his whole body seems to be full of a word satisfaction.

"Nangong Mo!" He was staring at too unnatural, she can not help angry voice, but some like a child's unreasonable, "I want to take a bath!"

"Well." He hummed with a good temper, and bent down to hold her.

"What are you doing?" Shu Mu night nervously roared out, wrapped in the quilt and retreated.

Nangong Mo picks eyebrows: don't you want to take a bath? Obviously, he took her to take a bath You can't follow her like this?

"I want to take a bath!" In the face of his calm, Shu Mu's face was even more red, and finally could not bear to roar out. He stretched out his hand and randomly dragged the things around him to throw him, "you go out first!"

The moment she threw it out, she regretted it!

Why, just caught her inside

“…… Well, I'll wait for you downstairs. " Nangong Mo's smile was even worse. He accepted all her requests with a good temper, turned around and walked out. When he got to the door, he suddenly stopped and added, "be my woman, don't be shy."

"My woman", the title, seems to be very suitable for her

It took Shu Mu a long time to go downstairs!

It's not her affectation, but some things are really difficult - there are traces of love on her body, even on her neck. She can only choose big sweaters with high collars and long sleeves; her legs are still sore, and she can't even walk, so she can't pass high-heeled shoes at all, she can only change them into big fur snow boots.

As a result, the original clean image of professional women has instantly become a hairy image of students in school.

I can only wear it like this!

Shu Mu evening pulled the hem of his clothes down the stairs awkwardly. When his eyes hit Nangong Mo, he obviously saw his eyes narrowed, and a kind of appreciation flashed through his eyes - not the "appreciation" of appearance and clothes, but a pure "appreciation" of men to women.

Direct, wild, no cover up naked Yu Wang.

Shu Mu Wan's face is slightly sulky. He is embarrassed to avoid his sight. He goes downstairs step by step and walks towards the restaurant as if there is no one else.

"Good morning, Miss Shu!" The housekeeper stood at the door of the restaurant with a kind smile on his face. He seemed to think that there was nothing wrong with "she came out of nangongmo's room." what would you like to eat in the morning

"Whatever. I'm not picky." She smiles gratefully at the housekeeper and walks into the restaurant. In order to hide her embarrassment, she chooses the farthest position from nangongmo and sits down slowly at the dining table.

"Take your time, Miss Shu." The housekeeper quickly brought the milk and toast and bowed respectfully, "you are the same as Mo Shao's breakfast."

Then he turned and walked away.

The whole process is familiar with nature, without any artifice or purpose.

Shu Mu's action is slightly stiff: just have breakfast! Why do you have to have something to do with Nangong Mo! There are more and more people around the world who drink milk and chew bread in the morning

****

the sun is very good. In the bright dining room, they sit far away. The atmosphere is quiet and strange. There is only the sound of her rustling in the air.

"What are you hiding from?" Nangong Mo finally took the lead in breaking the silence between them.

"Well Where is it? " She narrowly avoided his sight, pretended to drink milk, and avoided answering.

Nangong Mo just sits up straight, smiles lazily and looks at her in his spare time. Regardless of her evasion, he goes straight to the theme: "you have to learn to get used to sex in the future..."

"Cough, cough!" Most of the milk I just drank was coughed up in an instant.

Nangong ink!

Do you dare to be shameless?

“…… Well, after breakfast, I'll take you to a place He finally sneered, let her go for a while, got up and took the lead to the garage.

Shu Muwan sat in the same place with a red face, chewing the bread in his mouth. There was always a feeling that he didn't know what to eat and was absent-minded It's too fast! She and Nangong Mo are developing too fast! She had restrained herself from thinking about the cause and effect, and had no reason to distinguish the whole thing!But now this disordered heartbeat

It seems to let her find the feeling of love!

She's like this Is that ok

"Where are we going?" In the narrow carriage, Shu Mu feels suffocated in the evening. Finally, she makes a sound and looks at the man in the driver's seat.

His slender arms are on the steering wheel, and the cuffs of his shirt are slightly rolled, which reminds us of the streamlined lines of the muscles under his shirt This man, his every movement and posture, really has charm capital!

"To a dock..." Nangong Mo lightly replied, and took out a black envelope from his side and handed it to her. His brow was tight, "looking for your father's former friend."

Former friends?