President spoils the dark wife

The evening wind blows and it is slightly cool. Jing mowen threw the drowsy woman into the black Maybach back seat parked on the roadside, without pity.

"Ouch!"

The woman knocked her head on the leather chair seat, gave a low exclamation, raised her soft hand and touched her bruised forehead, and then lay there, lying dead and motionless.

Not far away, a man with a duck tongue hat hid behind a tree, and the camera in his hand was constantly shooting.

But the distance was so far that he couldn't shoot clearly, which made him very angry.

Seeing that Maybach was about to drive away, the man with a duck tongue hat suddenly flashed out and quickly stopped a taxi.

"Master, catch up with the car in front!"

The taxi driver looked back in horror at the speech: "me, chasing Maybach?"

While talking, Maybach in front of me has started, running fast.

Duck tongue hat man: "

Seeing that there was no hope of chasing the car, the man with a duck tongue hat began to look at the photos just taken. His face was blurred. He was a little angry. He was trying to smash the camera, but suddenly found a picture of a woman holding the man tightly.

Although a woman's face is only half, it can be recognized by a familiar person at a glance. And 80% of men's faces are exposed in the camera.

A strange smile appeared on the lips of the man with a duck tongue hat. Although he didn't sleep to the daughter of the Mo family, with this picture, he can make a job with the man.

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"One day I woke up and saw that there was no you around me! On my right was the toy you used to like... I hugged love! When I woke up from my dream! You kept waiting..."

Jing mowen is sitting on the sofa in his white bathrobe. His hair is still wet and dripping.

The hands with symmetrical bones and flesh shook the red wine glass, and some headache looked at the woman sitting on the bed singing string fever with a pillow.

At first he wanted to take the woman to the hotel and leave. Anyway, the woman slept soundly and nothing happened. When you wake up the next day, you will naturally leave by yourself.

But what he didn't expect was that the woman was drugged. After being weak for some time, her brain was completely blurred and didn't know what she was doing. Don't mention Dorothy now.

She was originally wearing a relatively conservative black dress, but it just got too noisy and disappeared.

At first, Jing mowen wanted to put her clothes on. As a result, his front foot just helped her put them on. Her back foot slipped again and took off all her clothes.

So, Jing mowen, who had never been angry, didn't bother to take care of her. He took a bath, drank red wine and hid far away to listen to her singing out of tune songs.

"No more wandering, you are my most beautiful expectation!"

The woman on the bed was holding the pillow and singing affectionately, but she suddenly paused, turned her head, lifted her long hair and bit her red lips at Jing mowen.

The woman stared at Jing Mo Wen for a long time. She was annoyed to see him sitting still.

The delicate body fell on the big bed, rolled around with the quilt, turned over slowly, and fell out of the bed with a "poof".

Jing mowen slightly drooped his eyes, indifferently watched the woman get up from the ground, and then stumbled over.

There was a cold smile on the man's lips. Oh, women are the same.

However, the expected provocation and seduction did not appear. There was no such thing as drawing a circle on your chest and beating you on your chest with a small fist.

Only before the meeting, the woman with black clothes and arrogant posture stood in front of her eyes, staring at herself silently without expression.

Jing mowen is also patient. He still sits and doesn't move. He sips red wine from time to time, not to mention how elegant.

However, gradually, Jing mowen found that there seemed to be something wrong with the woman's eyes.