President's precious wife

That indifferent figure is like an iceberg, cold through the heart.

She thought that he was angry, or he gave up such unnecessary competition.

However, just when she relaxed her vigilance, he suddenly turned over and looked at her with dark eyes. She was stunned and had no time to dodge. The kiss with punishment came like a storm.

Little wanted to get rid of her, she subconsciously stepped back from him, but he clasped the back of her head with one hand and pressed her close to himself.

His breath surrounded her. The crazy kiss usually made people mistakenly think that it was mixed with too much missing and feelings. Just like Su Xiaoxiao now, she struggled with his shirt tightly

Knowing that his feelings for her came from a woman who called min ruran, she still sank a little bit. Such a weak feeling made her heartache

Her taste was as sweet as usual, which gradually awakened the desire of sleeping in his body, and he was about to rush out of the cage like a beast, out of control

He deliberately forced himself to sleep, but he didn't want to hurt her and her children, but she had to provoke him everywhere!

His kiss was wild and overbearing. He stared at his prey like a cheetah and didn't give the other party a chance to escape. Su Xiaoxiao grabbed his shirt and almost suffocated and tired

He just let go of her lip flap and bit her lower lip flap slightly with punishment. His dark eyes looked at her directly, "do you want to sleep?"

The hot breath sprayed on her face. His breath was obviously unstable, and his whole body was tight. Even in such a dark night, his black eyes were still shining, staring at her heartbeat faster.

Little hurriedly moved his eyes, "you press me, how can I sleep?"

"Don't grab the quilt?" his tone was a little teasing, not as stiff as usual. Suddenly, they seemed to return to the moment when they first met.

Little bit the lower lip and pushed his hand hard. "Get up and press me hard."

Indeed, he turned over and lay beside her, pulled up the quilt and covered them. When he saw that she wanted to move to the bedside, he stretched out his arm, took her around her waist and pulled her back to his arms.

"What are you doing! Don't move your hands and feet." Xiao grabbed his hand and wanted to get rid of it. Unexpectedly, he held her hand tightly and couldn't move. His warm big hand was placed on her lower abdomen, and his hot breath sprayed on her neck. He leaned close to her back and whispered, "if you don't want to sleep, let's do some exercise."

"Obscene!" she scolded him angrily, but obediently stopped twisting.

Young Lord Lu closed his eyes tightly, and an imperceptible radian appeared on his lips. Suddenly, he wished he could stay at the moment, so he would never dawn.

At dawn, they put on a suit of thorns and returned to the situation of tit for tat.

His lower jaw was against her shoulder, and there was a faint fragrance between his nose and breath, which seemed to penetrate into his heart and lungs, making his stiff heart soften a little

What's the smell? He couldn't tell. At first, he thought that he was infatuated with the smell of her, just a faint bath fragrance. Later, he found that it wasn't so

Such a taste, entangled in my heart, caused a tie

The night was quiet, but neither of them slept.

Little looked at the moonlight outside the window and couldn't help sighing.

"What are you sighing?"

She glanced at him and found that he didn't sleep either.

"It's none of your business."

Young Lord Lu didn't care about her words. The big hand placed on her lower abdomen moved slowly. It seemed that he was feeling the little life inside. As long as he thought that there was a new life in her stomach, his heart would become so soft

The heat on her hand penetrated into her skin through the thin cloth, making her feel a burst of dryness and heat. In a little hurry, she grabbed his hand, "don't move, it's itchy."

"You say, is he a boy or a girl?"

The mellow voice is so beautiful that it falls like a jade bead at night.

There was a strange feeling in her little heart. She looked at the position of his big hand. "It's so small. How can you know whether it's a man or a woman."

He chuckled, then buried his head on her shoulder, and the warm and wet lips gnawed all the way along her neck, leaving traces.

I tightened my body for fear that he would continue to sink into such a quiet atmosphere and didn't want to come out.

However, he didn't continue after all. He just tightened his arm on her waist and said stuffy, "go to bed early."

They were so close that Xiaoxiao could certainly feel the changes of his body. Somewhere in his body threatened her all the time and made her dare not move at all.

Watching him endure the impulse of his body without touching her, she felt a little moved in her heart. The first time was because she came to the moon. He endured not touching her. This time, he didn't touch her because he was just pregnant.

She doesn't know what such behavior represents, maybe respect, maybe

She didn't think deeply, and didn't dare to think any more. She closed her eyes and let herself escape everything.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't expect to see him sleeping when he woke up the next morning. He seemed to sleep very heavily. His long black eyelashes fell down, and his resolute face gathered away the coldness of ordinary days, more like a sunny big boy.

She didn't know what such a man would look like if he really smiled?

He always smiles lightly. Of course, more often, he won't laugh.

Those dark eyes are sharp, cold, heartless, and mixed with imperceptible sadness.

Maybe he really loves min ruran, otherwise he wouldn't show that look every time he looks at himself.

Xiaoxiao suddenly felt very sad. Looking back on his relationship these days, it turned out that he just regarded her as someone else.

She gently opened his hand, but he held it tighter. A rapid turn over pressed her under her. He still closed his eyes, but the tip of his nose was against her, and the hot breath swept her cheek gently like a feather.

Su Xiaoxiao stared at him with big eyes and held his breath. He slowly opened his breathtaking black eyes and joked, "as soon as you woke up, you looked at me for half an hour. I'm so good-looking?"

"You..." he woke up early.

Little white gave him a look, "narcissistic, I see the acne on your face!"

She blushed and lied casually, but he smiled, took her hand on his face, frowned slightly, "where?"

She put her hand on his face, felt his deep and strong facial features, and clearly felt that his skin was so good. She was unconvinced. Why did she have several acne on her face, but he didn't have one?

In a jealous state of mind, she squeezed his cheek hard.