Female president's private killer

Anyway, Duan Tiandao was stunned the moment he opened the curtain.

He couldn't help but be stunned, because what he saw was not food, but a very beautiful face, a woman's face.

Many women have an angle of beauty. That means that some women look beautiful from 35 degrees on the left and 70 degrees on the right, but few have a face that looks beautiful from any angle.

But the one in front of me is a perfect face with 360 degrees without dead corners.

Song Hongzhuang's figure is very full, but her face is a standard awl face. If it's more sharp, it's not much different from the snake essence in the gourd doll. Round and shining forehead, slender and supple willow leaves, long eyebrows, flickering long eyelashes, with an extremely shiny tender and smooth face and tempting lips.

The little girl's fragrant lips are a little thick. The lip line moistened with pearl and jade pastels outlines a beautiful sexy curve, just like a cherry with dew in the morning. The tip of the red tongue spits out in the depression in the middle, which makes people blood surging!

At the moment, song Hongzhuang lying on the chopping board is actually the last delicious food of Duan Tiandao!

Beauty is like knowing a man's mind, smiling, spitting out lilacs, turning around on the side of her lips, and the pink tip of her tongue slides between her lips, full of ambiguous and charming style. The white and shiny shell teeth gently bite the lower lip, like a delicious oyster shell reflected on the tender red pulp.

Duan Tiandao couldn't help taking a deep breath and tried his best to swallow the saliva.

At this time, Duan Tiandao really felt hungry. Even he didn't know whether he wanted to eat something or people.

"Mr. Yin..." song Hongzhuang's voice was very low, and she gave a little cry. Her warm lips opened slightly, and her face was still ruddy: "aren't you hungry? Why not eat... Isn't it delicious? "

Duan Tiandao shook his head desperately: "I eat!"

Duan Tiandao said to eat, immediately took out his gourmet skills, carefully bit a litchi beside her lip, sipped and nibbled, and tasted the taste of this wonderful fruit, which was a sweet juice taste.

At this time, song Hongzhuang was wearing a close fitting clothes, which was obviously specially made, a little similar to a swimsuit, but the material was silk, and there were some tassels on the hem, which was very beautiful.

Song Hongzhuang's figure shows incisively and vividly when wearing this dress.

Because the waist of the clothes is opened very high, the cloth is very narrow and few. It slowly extends upward for a certain distance to reach the waist, so the whole thigh root is exposed, and the legs are becoming longer and thinner. Her pink skin is not only white, but also healthy blood color, which looks more and more lovely.

Looking at the beautiful curve, Duan Tiandao couldn't help taking a deep breath. Accidentally, his mouth was a little heavier.

Song Hongzhuang seemed to have a pain. Suddenly, she couldn't help crying out: "Oh."

Of course, when a person is in pain, she will have an instinctive reaction, but for a time she forgets that she is lying on a very narrow board. On this side, a graceful and lovely person loses his balance without warning and falls into the arms of Duan Tiandao.

Duan Tiandao's reaction was also subconscious.

But although his left hand accurately grabbed the slender waist of the falling beauty, his right hand didn't grasp much place.

Well, to be honest, song Hongzhuang's whole body is not a place.

The unexpected weight and soft tentacles suddenly made Duan Tiandao not stand firm. The whole person fell on the warm carpet with song Hongzhuang. Song Hongzhuang's delicious food immediately rolled to the ground, but these two people seemed to care about no one.

"Hmm..." the man's heavy body pressed on song Hongzhuang and immediately made her cry. Duan Tiandao was shocked and immediately planned to withdraw. He didn't think that song Hongzhuang's delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly just when he got up and whispered, "don't move, pain..."

Duan Tiandao's action was stiff, and he didn't dare to move like he was under the fixed body curse. His lips were only three inches away from Song Hongzhuang's red lips. He didn't even dare to speak loudly: "where, where does it hurt?"

"Feet... Feet seem to be sprained..."

Such an injury can naturally cause pain all over the body. Duan Tiandao really didn't dare to move rashly for a while. But his right hand is still on song Hongzhuang's leg.

Duan Tiandao involuntarily glanced at Song Hongzhuang under her body, but saw the blush on her face, but he couldn't see whether it was shame or pain. He was frowning at the side of the window, and there was no special expression on her face.

"You will cure anyway." Duan Tiandao's burning eyes made song Hongzhuang unsustainable, so he had to whisper, "can you check it for me?"

Duan Tiandao nodded, had to swallow his saliva hard, regretfully slowly freed his hands and put them next to song Hongzhuang's small jade feet.

Song Hongzhuang's instep skin is extremely delicate, and small cyan blood vessels can be vaguely seen. The well proportioned and strong legs bring out charming luster, the small and exquisite ankle lines are handsome, and the natural depressions formed on both sides of the Achilles tendon are lovely and beautiful, just like excellent works of art.

Art is for appreciation.

Duan Tiandao was about to reach out to appreciate it. Song Hongzhuang suddenly turned her body carefully, and the two perfect hip lines were fully exposed: "no, not ankles, yes, thighs..."

Uh

Who is Duan Tiandao, but ordinary soft tissue contusion symptoms can't be seen.

There were no red, swollen or bruised ankles or legs. It's just a simple seduction. Selling ankles is enough, but song Hongzhuang sells her thighs directly

Is this trick too hard?

However, Duan Tiandao always liked the beauty trick.

Duan Tiandao stretched out his big hand solemnly on his face, grasped song Hongzhuang's thigh and gently massaged him.

Song Hongzhuang involuntarily twisted her waist and clenched her silver teeth, but she couldn't help shouting.

"What? Still hurt? " Duan Tiandao asked knowingly, with concern on his face, but his big hand slipped onto his lower abdomen: "then I'll rub it a little wider to see if it will be better."

But where does song Hongzhuang have the strength to stop it?

After massage

"You, are you better..." Duan Tiandao just felt that his throat had been dry, as if he hadn't touched water for seven or eight months. He should use great strength when talking.

"Hmm..." song Hongzhuang finally reacted. She wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be blocked. After struggling for a long time, she whispered: "OK, much better... Thank you, thank you, Mr. Yin."

They seemed silent for a moment.

Now the dinner table has turned over, the leg injury has been cured, and all the work has been done. Should it be over?

Duan Tiandao certainly didn't want to end, but he seemed to have no reason to continue. After struggling for a long time, he finally coughed: "well, I'll help you up."

He used his strength, but song Hongzhuang didn't get up, but suddenly raised her lips.

Her lips are like fire.

At this moment, everything else between heaven and earth has become meaningless, everything in the world seems to have been incinerated, and time seems to have stopped.

They did not know when they had rolled onto the carpet.

All this is so logical and natural. Genghis Khan is sweating like rain

Like the constant natural law of sunrise and sunset, no one can stop it.

Well, even if Duan Tiandao broadcast his bad smoke in advance, it can't be stopped.

So when the huge knock of "Dangdang Dang" sounded violently and suddenly, the shock was too great. Duan Tiandao just felt that his throat didn't come out and almost hung up!

What happened?

What the hell is going on?

What's this place?

Song Hongzhuang's Hou door is heavily guarded and forbidden. People outside can't get in. Song Hongzhuang's subordinates are not fools. Who will suddenly come here at this time?

Not to mention the people brought by Duan Tiandao. The black soldiers have strict discipline and are masters of knowledge and interest. Isn't it a fight to kill them at this time?

Song Hongzhuang and Duan Tiandao looked at each other, obviously feeling strong doubts.

But the people outside were not confused at all, because she quickly answered the question: "song Hongzhuang! I know you're in there! Invite Mr. Yin to dinner. What do you do when you close the door? Open it! "

Her tone was cold and anxious, but she couldn't hide the crisp smell of youth.

Song Hongzhuang and Duan Tiandao couldn't help shouting together and whispered: "Song Xiaoya! Why is she here? "