Match Made in Heaven

He blocked her red lips and kissed her like a storm.

Xia Xiwan's body is soft, and her two little hands tightly tug on his coat to prevent herself from sliding down.

Everyone sucks. What's the script? Let's start over again. The president said that we should give this arrogant girl a little more power to see!

Lu Hanting soon let go of her, and there were two burning flames in his narrow scarlet eyes, which seemed to melt her.

"Wan Wan, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Have you kicked enough? If you're still angry, hit me..."

Lu Hanting tugged her little hand and hit him in the face.

Xia Xiwan saw that he was serious and quickly grabbed his little hand. He didn't want to beat him, "hum, I don't want to believe your sweet words!"

Lu Hanting's healthy arm gently lifted her up.

Xia Xi Wan was startled, two small hands quickly hugged his neck, two legs also jumped to his waist, wrapped him.

This position

Xia Xiwan knows that he has good physical strength and can hold her in various positions, but this position

"What are you doing? So many people are watching." Xia Xiwan's small white earlobe quickly became red.

Lu Hanting looked at Xia Xiwan, "don't worry about them. They are blind and can't see anything."

Blind people, "..."

They recognized the situation and appointed this girl. No, Mrs. Lu, landlady, aunts and grandmothers. Please take care of her in the future!

Lu Hanting holding Xia Xiwan strides into the VIP president's elevator.

……

The elevator is going up. Xia Xiwan is still held by Lu Hanting. She reaches out and pushes him, "Mr. Lu, you can let me down."

Lu Hanting pressed her against the corner of the wall, and her thin lips fell on her greasy forehead, kissing and tossing, "show me your injury. I couldn't control myself that night, did I hurt you very much?"

"No, they're all minor injuries. They've been well for a long time."

"Really? Let me see. " He reached for her clothes.

But after pulling for a long time, I don't know what to do with her clothes. Today, Xia Xiwan is wearing a Floral Chiffon shirt and suspenders, which is very pure and pretty. He hasn't felt for it.

Lu Hanting stood up to her, with a low voice and a bad smile, "what are you wearing? Do you know what I like?"

Xia Xiwan's pretty face turns red. The girl he likes is always her. She likes all her pretty students. Today, she is a little girl. His mature hands are groping on her buckle and strap. He has no way to start. He obviously likes it very much.

Xia Xiwan thinks that Lu Hanting is a man who is mature from the bottom of his heart. He is colorful and a little bad. His eyes are burning and straightforward.

"Mr. Lu, I haven't seen you for three days. You've expanded again. Even your self-confidence seems to come from wholesale."

Lu Hanting hooked her thin lips, reached out and pulled off her shoulder strap, let the other side still hang on her Yingrun shoulder, and then went to lift her chiffon shirt.

Xia Xiwan immediately pressed his big hand, "I said it's a slight injury, it's good. I said, do you take advantage of me?"

Lu Hanting, leaning against Xiuqiong's little nose, coaxed her into saying, "don't be afraid. I'll do nothing, just have a look."

"No, this is the elevator. It's monitored."

"There's no monitoring in my elevator." Said Lu Hanting will be her chiffon shirt to expose up.