Madam, Do You Like Me Again

The floor tiles with pure black matte matte surface didn't feel cold when they stepped on them barefoot. The heating was everywhere in the house, and the bathroom was no exception. Qin Yuefeng led Su Jian to the bathtub and sat down slowly.

The surface of the water was rippling, Qin Yuefeng held Su Jian's hand, and smiled at her sideways, her rosy lips shimmering in the orange light, Su Jian's heartbeat quickened again, she helped Qin Yuefeng wiped off the water marks on her lips and let her take a good bath.

Qin Yuefeng closed her eyes obediently and leaned on the pillow to enjoy the comfortable hot water. She was arrogant and docile, which caused Su Jian's heart to shake. Su Jian wanted to press President Qin on the wall wantonly like just now. Kissed.

The focused gaze was too hot, and Qin Yuefeng could know what Su Jian was thinking without opening his eyes just by relying on the severity of breathing.

Qin Yuefeng closed her eyes and talked to Su Jian, her curled lips smiled brightly, "Does it look good?"

The water vapour drenched, and the tips of the hair that entered the water were wet, a few strands hanging on the shoulders, against the skin, looking a little messy, there was a scent in the chaos, Su Jian swallowed his saliva, and the soft sound of water was playing soft music. The bathroom was a little fuzzy, only Su Jian could hear it.

Su Jian leaned forward, stroked the hair on the sideburns and pinned behind his ears, and looked at his wife up close.

Qin Yuefeng, who has been standing for years, looks about the same age as a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. His fair skin reveals cherry blossom pink in the bath, and his delicate and clean face is slender and dusty.

Just two words of good-looking can't describe Qin Yuefeng's face.

Su Jian's heart moved like twinkling stars, clearly visible in the dark night. She soaked her hand in the water, drew aside the warm water, hugged the person in front of her, and called her with a chuckle, "Sister Feng."

With a soft tongue from Sister Feng, Qin Yuefeng called Qin Yuefeng tenderly. Qin Yuefeng opened her eyes. Su Jian was close at hand, with beautiful eyes staring at him.

Qin Yuefeng Qing|Pinching Su Jian's cheek, not much fleshy face was pinched up, and it fell into Qin Yuefeng's eyes. It was so cute that it made people want to eat it.

"It's so nice." The distance is close, and the seductive|humanly soft lips are in front of him. Qin Yuefeng leaned in and kissed her, and smiled and told her to continue, "Would you like to call a few more times?"

There is enough time tonight.

The hands with interlocking fingers under the water squeezed suggestively at this moment, and the numbness of the numbness followed the veins and against the blood to the heart, and it was getting hotter and hotter in the hot water.

Su Jian was so amused by her that her heart thumped and thumped, and no one could think of it, Qin always had such a seductive side.

Can't lose to Qin Yuefeng.

Su Jian provoked Qin Yuefeng's chin and slowly moved her chin closer. The breath that came out with a sultry temperature, she suppressed her voice, and called out sister Feng several times like a whisper, each with a loud noise.

Qin Yuefeng laughed, hugged Su Jian so that she was on top, raised her chin slightly, and kissed her if she left the ground.

The light kiss was cute, and he was stunned | Su Jian, who was so full of blood, supported the edge of the bathtub with one hand, holding Qin Yuefeng's cheek, turning from passive to active, opening his lips and kissing deeply.

The water slowly cooled, Su Jian got off Qin Yuefeng, turned on the water change system, and replaced the water in the bathtub with new clean hot water. Qin Yuefeng, who had been sucked out of oxygen, had to open her mouth to breathe. She gasped and played with Su Jian. , "Xiao Su is getting better and better, and it is up to you to call the shots at home in the future."

Su Jian proudly said, "Of course you have to listen to me."

"Your Majesty is right, the concubines should listen to your Majesty." Qin Yuefeng smiled dozingly, "I don't know what level the concubines are now?"

Addicted to playing.

Su Jian leaned on the edge of the bath leisurely, smiled and replied, "I will make you a noble concubine tomorrow."

The questions are all traps. Su Jian fell into the pit without knowing it. Qin Yuefeng put aside his smile and pinched Su Jian's chin, "Huh? Noble concubine? It seems that President Xiao Su really wants to be the faint lord of the three thousand beauties in the harem."

Su Jian heard it, and after feeling it, she hurriedly pleased Qin Yuefeng, "I was wrong, how dare I have the idea of ​​three thousand beauties, Sister Feng is my only one."

Qin Yuefeng squeezed the person, rubbing her hands in a mess, curled her lips and smiled at Su Jian, and said something that makes people difficult to distinguish between true and false, "Actually, I really like Faunjun."

Tunjun will always indulge his sensuality, and will not abandon those beauties.

Su Jian was stunned for a moment, Qin Yuefeng bullied herself and told her with practical actions how much she liked it.

The presidential suite is fully equipped. The two play from the bathroom to the living room, between the study and the meeting room, and finally, wrapped in nightgowns, they come to the kitchen.

Su Jian couldn't play anymore. Looking at the clean and tidy kitchen, he pulled Qin Yuefeng's clothes corner, "Let's go back to the bedroom."

The kitchen is different from other places, Su Jian is still the most used to being close in bed, unlike other places, so tiring.

Qin Yuefeng, who heard the meaning of the words, chuckled and rubbed Su Jian's hair, "What is Xiao Su always thinking about? I'll come to the kitchen to make you something to eat."

"Do you make it yourself?" Su Jian couldn't bear Qin Yuefeng's cooking, "Let the hotel bring some food up."

The kitchen of the presidential suite was used as a decoration. Although the waiter sent a lot of ingredients, the process from ingredients to edible food took time. Su Jian circled Qin Yuefeng and took her to the living room.

"Is it afraid that the things I make are not delicious?" Qin Yuefeng teased her intentionally, deliberately asking questions with a serious face. Su Jian kissed her on the cheek and coaxed President Qin like a little girl, "Your craftsmanship is getting better and better. Everything you make is delicious, I'm afraid you are tired."

Qin Yuefeng raised her hand and looked at her fingers. His eyes fell on the middle and index fingers that he used most when he was intimate. Old Su Jian blushed and hurriedly pressed her hand down, "It's not this craft."

"It's so cute." Qin Yuefeng finally couldn't help but smile after suffering for a long time. Before Su Jian became angry, he hugged his wife and sat on the sofa, picked up the tablet on the table and ordered Su Jian.

The hotel provides services 24 hours a day, especially for guests in the Presidential Room. Any needs will be met the fastest and best.

It was late, and it was not suitable to eat too greasy food at night. Qin Yuefeng ordered two delicious and easy-to-digest abalone porridge. Fifteen minutes later, the steaming porridge was delivered to their room.

Su Jian was drinking porridge while looking at her mobile phone. Qin Yuefeng, who was sitting across from her, glanced at her screen, took a spoonful of porridge and sent it to the entrance, and asked Su Jian, "Is there any news?"

"It's nothing special, it's all entertainment gossip, and HS dinner." Su Jian glanced at ten lines, sliding his finger on the screen continuously.

There was not much news happening today, and Su Jian quickly finished reading it. She turned off the news headlines, clicked on WeChat, and found Su Jingyu’s chat dialog box, ready to care about Mr. Su.

Qin Yuefeng saw it and reminded Su Jian, "It's already twelve o'clock, and my aunt should be asleep. If she doesn't sleep, let's not disturb her."

It made sense, Su Jian deleted the typed words and put down his phone to concentrate on drinking porridge.

The thick ink-like night outside the window was adorned with dots of light, and the hustle and bustle of Jiang Lin was quiet and graceful. After the supper, the two people stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows and enjoyed the night scene, not sleepy at all.

Qin Yuefeng hugged Su Jian from behind and circled her in her arms. Su Jian cuddled her with peace of mind. The two laughed at Yan Yan, chatting casually with each other.

As the Spring Festival is approaching, Su Jian thought of the arrangements for the New Year, "Mr Qin, will you come to our house this year or yours?"

They had been married for less than two years, and went to the Qin's house last year for the Chinese New Year. This year they should have been to their Su's house.

Qin Yuefeng tilted her head to look at Su Jian, and her breath was mixed with fresh mint scent, "I listen to you, and wherever you want to celebrate the New Year, you can celebrate the New Year."

There was a smile in his gentle voice, and Su Jian was heartbroken.

"Okay." Qin Yuefeng agreed without hesitation, looked at the time, and walked to the bed with Su Jian in his arms, "It's time to go to bed, Mr. Su."

When they entered the bed, Su Jian was still not drowsy, turned around and lay on his side. There was a non-glaring wall lamp in the bedroom. She looked at Qin Yuefeng and raised her hand to caress|touch her eyebrows.

Flicking fingertips followed her eyebrows to the sensitive eyebrows. Qin Yuefeng felt itchy, so she held Su Jian’s hand and kissed her finger gently, and put her hand into the bed, “Sleep obediently, otherwise it won’t happen for a while. Let you sleep."

Su Jian hugged her waist, approached Qin Yuefeng, adjusted a comfortable posture, and slept in her arms.

The warm embrace was reassuring, Su Jian closed his eyes, and the sleepiness that had never come came like a mountain torrent, and soon fell asleep.

Listening to the steady and long breathing in her arms, Qin Yuefeng turned off the last wall lamp in the room, kissed her forehead, and closed her eyes to sleep peacefully.

Zhang Huangya followed the room number on the room card to find Su Jingyu. When she arrived, Su Jingyu had changed her evening gown and was sitting on the sofa in her dressing gown.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Su Jingyu looked down at the phone and raised his head.

With a coquettish wine-red dress with a strong aura, Zhang Huangya closed the door and walked towards her with a smile, "Let you wait a long time."

"I didn't wait long." Su Jingyu turned around Zhang Huangya's eyes without a trace. There was a saying that she never said, Zhang Huangya's dress is very beautiful tonight.

Now is not the time to praise, Su Jingyu asked Zhang Huangya to take a bath.

Zhang Huangya walked to the sofa, looked condescendingly at the people on the sofa, and asked with a smile: "Is President Su in such a hurry?"

Su Jingyu: "..."

She asked Zhang Huangya to take a bath and rest earlier. What did Zhang Huangya mean by mistake?

Su Jingyu didn't change his expression. After a few seconds of indulging in an explanation, Zhang Huangya smiled, looked down at herself, and asked Su Jingyu, "Manager Su, do you have anything else you want to say to me?"

Zhang Huangya is good at observing, and Su Jingyu's calm look has already fallen in her eyes.

The eyes can speak, and Su Jingyu's eyes showed affection without her knowing it. Zhang Huangya looked at Su Jingyu intently.

Su Jingyu finally had a reaction, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were directly at each other, "You are very beautiful tonight."

The straightforward praise went beyond Zhang Huangya's expectations. Zhang Huangya was slightly taken aback, leaning over and giving a kiss that was caught off guard.

It quickly falls on the lips, and then leaves quickly, like a bird flying over the lake, leaving no trace.

Zhang Huangya went to take a bath, Su Jingyu stroked her lips, smiling even more at the corners of her mouth.

She went to bed first and waited for Zhang Huangya on the bed.

There was a black elegant clutch on the hallway cabinet, which Zhang Huangya put when she entered the house. After taking a shower, she went to the hallway and took the bag to the bedside table.

Once again sharing the same bed, Zhang Huangya was very active. As soon as she entered the bed, she hugged Su Jingyu.

"Go to bed early." Su Jingyu's voice sounded calm and reserved. She turned off the light and the room plunged into darkness.

Under the quilt, Zhang Huangya held her fingers and whispered close to her, "I can't sleep."

Zhang Huangya said: "I have something to give you."

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