One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

The courtyard is downstairs.

The steamed buns for breakfast were bought outside by the team on a business trip, and only the rice porridge on the table was cooked by a female colleague in the kitchen.

Everyone agrees that the rice porridge sold outside is not soft enough and sticky.

It was the first time for the boss's two children to eat steamed buns sold in the countryside, but they were still not full after eating two.

Ruan Ruan stuffed the bun skin into his small mouth, and looked at Uncle Dong Zijun with his big black eyes blinking, mumbled that he still wanted to eat.

"Eat slowly, Uncle Dong will go buy it." Dong Zijun stroked Xiao Ruanrou's head.

When he got up and went out to buy steamed buns, he also said to other colleagues who worked in the same company: "Eat slowly, and I'll go buy some more."

There were indeed not enough steamed buns on the table. The boss and him came over suddenly with their children to share the breakfast of the employees below.

At this time, the morning in the small town gradually became no longer quiet, and the voices of selling various breakfasts could be heard endlessly.

Dong Zijun stood in front of a breakfast stall and bought fifteen large buns stuffed with chicken sauce. Just as he was taking out his wallet to pay, he saw an elegant woman in a skirt, who looked like she was in her thirties. , into the yard.

"Eight for one yuan, 15 for a total of 27 yuan." The boss of the breakfast seller finished counting the money and handed the packed buns to Dong Zijun.

Dong Zijun paid the money swiftly, took the bun, and said politely, "Thank you."

When Dong Zijun returned to the courtyard, he saw the woman in her thirties standing in front of the breakfast table, and asked softly, "Excuse me, is there a person named Ruan Bai here?"

Everyone who was eating breakfast at the table looked at the woman with aura who came in suddenly, and while they were about to speak, everyone instinctively looked at Dong Zijun.

The boss seems to have gone upstairs and is not here, so Dong Zijun is the one who has the most say here.

One level presses down on one level, and the lower level instinctively looks at the higher level.

A woman in her thirties was carrying a limited-edition Hermès handbag. Her skin was so white that it could be broken by blowing a bomb. She followed everyone's gaze and looked behind her.

Turning around, he saw Dong Zijun standing behind him.

Dong Zijun is also a man in his thirties and almost forty. After years of precipitation, his face has an unusual calmness. He asked, "Who are you?"

"Hi, my name is Ruan Manwei. I'm Ruan Bai's aunt. I heard from the neighbors that I saw Xiaobai here." Ruan Manwei introduced himself and explained the purpose of his visit.

Dong Zijun glanced at Ruan Manwei, then handed the buns he bought to Zhang Chao who came to pick them up.

Then, Dong Zijun said to Ruan Manwei: "Ruan Bai is upstairs and hasn't come down yet, why don't you sit down for a while?"

"I'll go up to find her, okay?" Ruan Manwei desperately wanted to see her niece after not seeing her for many years.

Dong Zijun said in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Miss Ruan, our boss is up there, and Ruan Bai may have important matters to discuss."

Ruan Man nodded understandingly.

Dong Zijun came over with a chair and asked Ruan Manwei to sit down and wait, and asked her if she had breakfast, and if she didn't, if she didn't mind, let's go together.

Ruan Manwei politely refused, saying that he had already eaten.

On the second floor, a man with insatiable desire pressed a woman who had already exhausted her strength on the bed. In the small room of twenty square meters, the temperature rose sharply...

Ruan Bai was already drenched in sweat from being tortured, his fair skin was glowing warmly and plumply under the sun.

She clearly saw that her legs were folded into difficult shapes by the man.

Facing his endless desire to vent, Ruan Bai cried out in a broken voice: "Stop... please... um... please... ah... ah..."

The already mature body was opened by the man, Ruan Bai opened his mouth slightly, almost passed out from being contradicted.

But she also admitted that after several times last night, now she can't stand the man's pressure, but at the same time hopes to be filled by him...

With the original sound constantly ringing in the room, Ruan Bai felt that the sheets under him were stained.

It was very dirty.

The wet feeling sticks to the skin, which is uncomfortable.

There was almost no sound of early hawking on the street outside, because it was already past the breakfast time, and the voices of everyone talking in the yard downstairs came to my ears one after another.

Ruan Bai was tossed from the front, and then pressed down by the man from the back. The poor-quality floor even creaked with the man's rhythm.

"Ugh... ah..." Ruan Bai bit the pillow, not daring to cry out.

Her snow-white body rubbed back and forth against the twisted and wrinkled sheets beneath her. In the end, she almost wept and climbed the peak together with the man, and then gradually calmed down...

The sun was shining directly into the room, Ruan Bai was about to lose consciousness and fell asleep hugging the quilt.

But when the man withdrew from her body and stood up, she saw it.

The thick eyelashes trembled, Ruan Bai felt his mouth was dry and his body couldn't lift any strength.

With eyes that could not be opened due to sleepiness and exhaustion, she vaguely saw the mess on the ground, clothes, things...

From the bathroom to the living room, the two of them knocked over the suitcase and made a lot of noise, and then they overlapped and came to the bed, loosening the floor...

Just thinking about these, Ruan Bai couldn't breathe.

Mu Shaoling came over early in the morning, and went upstairs under the watchful eyes of the staff below. I don't know if people outside heard the noise he made.

I hope not.

Prayers were not heard.

In the narrow room, everywhere is full of after-sensational atmosphere.

Just when Ruan Bai was drowsy, the man who had resumed his suit and leather shoes came over.

Except for the exquisite facial features that have been infected by lust and become more three-dimensional and seductive, Mu Shaoling's whole body does not show the slightest sign of having had intense intercourse with women before.

Ruan Bai saw that he was holding a white towel in his big hand, which was warm.

The man's warm and hoarse voice immediately pressed against her cheek and poured into her ears: "Should I get up and take a bath, or should I help you?"

Such shame made Ruan Bai stuffy in the quilt and didn't want to go out.

Every inch of air is filled with ambiguity.

Seeing that she couldn't get out, Mu Shaoling silently tried to remove the quilt from her body, and with a concentrated expression, he gently wiped her body with the white towel in his hand, being careful not to scratch it everywhere. , or rubbed red.

"I'll do it myself." Ruan Bai was taken aback, a force from nowhere made her sit up directly hugging the quilt.

Mu Shaoling held a sterilized warm white towel, clapped his big hands with well-defined joints, propped his condescending hands on the edge of the bed, stared obsessively at the woman sitting on the bed who had regained her coquettish posture with deep eyes, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, He hugged the person directly.

"What are you doing? No more!" Ruan Bai was held in the arms of the man in fear, and now she looked at his sharp-edged appearance and facial features, only feeling scared.