Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

But what was he afraid of? What are you worried about? There's something he can't do now. She doesn't understand. She really can't understand him. What this man should do most is to give strong orders and plunder wantonly, instead of showing such heartbreaking expression as now.

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On the dining table, there are many flavors that Ou zhehao likes, such as roast lamb chops with vegetables, chicken chops with black pepper, Japanese cuisine, and several delicious Chinese dishes she is familiar with. The taste is very pure and delicious. The cooking skills of the chefs on board are among the best in the world.

LAN Xinyue enters the restaurant and sits down opposite ou zhehao.

"What are you thinking?" Ou zhehao stares at her quietly and asks.

Her table was full of all kinds of dishes. He specially ordered the kitchen to make some Chinese dishes she liked. He specially collected her favorite dishes, which he observed carefully when he was with her, because her preferences were always not obvious.

"No, nothing."

LAN Xinyue shakes her head lightly. She lowers her head and eats quietly. She doesn't eat much. She only tastes a little of each dish. Although she knows that these dishes are elaborately made by chefs, she has no appetite.

"Eat more. You don't look well. You're too weak." Ou zhehao frowned and cared.

He gave a wink to the maid next to him, who then stepped back respectfully. After a while, a bowl of hot and fragrant tonic soup was brought up.

"You drink it first, and then you will drink tonic soup every day. I will adjust the rest of the food for you."

Ou zhehao deep black pupil some worry of gaze at her, she is already his wife, he can't let her have a trace of injury, he wants her healthy stay in his side.

LAN Xinyue did not refuse. She slightly frowned and drank the ginseng soup. She raised her head and asked faintly:

"Where are we going?"

Ou zhehao gently smile, eyes as deep as the sea: "Paris."

Blue heart Yue slightly surprised, soon also restored calm. He really wanted to take her abroad, so that she would have less chance to escape.

Ou zhehao continued to eat the steak gracefully: "don't worry, our boat is going very fast, about ten days, it will arrive, and we will be together forever."

The brow of blue heart Yue inadvertently tightly wrinkled next, just Ou zhe Hao didn't notice.

Then they ate quietly. In the dining room, they only heard the sound of the knife and spoon touching the porcelain plate, and the sound of the waves outside. The rest seemed to be out of hearing.

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In these days on board, every night, ou zhehao had to hold LAN Xinyue tightly to sleep. His strong arm tightly encircled her slender willow waist, and his heavy and warm breathing gasped at her delicate neck.

She could feel his burning eyes lingering on her face. She closed her eyes and turned to the other side of the bed, biting her lips.

Because the first wedding night, he wanted her too fiercely, so the next two days, he tried to bear it, considerate did not touch her again, but on the third day, his self-control really collapsed.

His hands like conscious, automatic caress on her body, across the thin silk dress material, in LAN Xinyue body upstream and downstream walking, stroking.

His familiar soft touch makes ou zhehao's body full of lust. He smells the faint fragrance from her body and goes deep into every cell of his body with his breath.

"Ou zhehao Feeling the strength and heat from his subordinates, blue heart couldn't help trembling, trying to wake up his reason and consciousness.

His warm big palm walked upstream of her body. Ou zhehao leaned down, kissing the delicate skin on her neck, and stretched out his other hand to open the button on her chest.

The strong masculine atmosphere surrounds her. LAN Xinyue feels that her skin is trembling and numb, as if there is a warm current like an electric shock.

She tried her best to control this feeling in her heart. She raised her neck slightly and let the thin lips that Ou zhehao asked gnaw at her neck. There was a weak mute voice in her red lips: "Ou zhehao..."

"Well?" His whole body has been pressed on her, big hand tightly around her waist, did not want to stop the action in the hands, the soft arms make him more tense and intolerable.

Blue heart Yue heart tremor, the body gradually by ou zhehao tease some intolerable, she wants to divert his attention, don't want to let himself lost, "I'm tired, want to sleep."

"Well, I'll be with you." Ou zhehao answered softly, but didn't let go of her meaning. Instead, he untied her belt with the lip flap and kissed her all the way along her white skin.

Warm tongue swept on her cold skin, blue heart Yue instinctively trembled.

Her reaction seems to ignite all of Ou zhehao's enthusiasm, shallow kiss into a deeper search, without the slightest hesitation, he completely obeyed his heart, deeply kiss her.

"Ou..." Lan Xinyue slightly opens her red lips and wants to open her mouth, but this move makes ou zhehao's gentle tongue slip into her mouth and absorb the sweet honey from her mouth.

Ou zhehao gazed at her with deep black eyes and said in a slightly dumb voice:

"Yuer, i... want you, OK?"

Blue heart happy heart suddenly a suffocation, want to turn away the face, but he was holding tightly, let her eyes straight on his burning incomparable black pupil.

Without waiting for LAN Xinyue to answer, ou zhehao's face, which is as handsome as carving, has been turned over to her. His thick hot lips kiss her red lips deeply, and the warm wind devours the fragrance in her sandalwood mouth.

"Well..."

LAN Xinyue subconsciously wants to push him away. When her tender hand touches his hot and strong body, she knows that his heartbeat is very fast. His powerful and fast heartbeat represents that he is also very nervous about her answer.

Ou zhehao has untied her front dress in the hazy consciousness of LAN Xinyue. Her white and creamy skin and beautiful curves appear in front of him. The fire in his eyes is as bright as fire.

"No, ou zhehao..."

Blue heart Yue frowned, some fear of struggling, her hands pushing him, last time his violent let her have a lingering fear.

"Call me husband. I'm already your husband. In the future, you can only call me husband. Don't worry, I won't hurt you any more. Please believe me... "

Ou zhehao raised his head, and the black Yao's eyes were full of hot sparks. He bent down his face, two hot and moist lips were tightly overlapped, and his kiss was still as warm as usual

But LAN Xinyue is still very nervous. She resists his touch and tenses up all over her body.