Mr.President, don't be too bad

The man looked up slightly, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, his perfect face was deeply unhappy, and the faint light appeared in his dark eyes, just like an angry wolf staring at her.

"I don't want to say threatening words a second time."

The cold and hoarse voice fell into my ears, and Xia Yi was frozen in the evening.

She forgot that his grandmother was still in his hand.

Looking at the pale and frightened appearance of the woman under him, Si Mo's heart softened, but he remembered the name she had just called, and his expression was cold.

The slender big hand reached into her clothes and pulled her thin skirt.

Xia Yiwan closed her eyes, clenched her hands tightly into a ball, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

The woman's clothes and clothes under her body are removed, and the long black hair is spread on the bed like seaweed. The snow-white skin is delicate and smooth, and the faint tears in the corners of her eyes make the man excited.

Si Mo never thought he was a man with heavy desire, but after tasting her taste the night before, he always involuntarily revisited the scene in his mind these two days.

Because she was ill, he endured it so hard that his lower side hurt.

Thinking in his heart, Si Mo separated Xia Yiwan's slender legs with his knees.

Xia Yiwan was so nervous that his sudden intrusion made her tense into a bow.

But she didn't shout or shout, but silently clenched the sheet under her body until her hands turned white.

The hatred of Si Mo in my heart is like a surging river and a sea of sadness.

The man's low breathing sound sounded in his ears, accompanied by strong body language.

I don't know how long it took to end the war.

When the warm towel fell under him, Xia Yi felt like waking up from a nightmare and opened his eyes.

Si Mo's handsome and cold face came into view. He was holding a towel in his hand and was about to wipe her body.

"No, no!" Xia Yiwan almost bounced up from the bed.

Sima's hand was shocked, but she had stumbled out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

At the moment of closing the door, Xia Yiwan was soft, leaned back against the door and slipped down, covered his mouth and couldn't restrain himself from crying.

Listening to the weeping sound from the bathroom, Sima threw the towel in his hand.

After a long time, there was a sudden sound of heavy objects landing in the bathroom.

"Bang!"

Si Mo was surprised and rushed to the bathroom door. He was about to knock, but he heard the sound of water coming from inside.

Simao breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the carpet against the wall and closed his eyes powerlessly.

In the bathroom, Xia Yi washed herself again and again, but she still felt unclean.

Before she could continue, Sima's irritable and cold voice came from outside the bathroom.

"After taking a bath for so long, do you want to kill me!"

Xia Yi had a meal in the evening, silently closed the shower, dried himself, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and opened the door of the bathroom.

"Come and sleep!" Bed = a man's unhappy voice.

Xia Yi paused a little late, then slowly moved to the bed and gently lay down on the side of the bed away from Si mo.

Suddenly, the air fluctuated and the soft quilt fell on him.

Xia Yi was stunned later and heard Si Mo's impatient way: "cover the quilt well, I won't let you go because you are ill!"

Xia Yiwan pulled over the quilt and covered herself without saying a word.

Xia Yiwan doesn't know when she went to sleep, but when she wakes up, Si Mo's figure has disappeared.