President's Private Spoil Rule

"Really not?" Night Rui's eyes sank. Pinching the slender waist under her palm, she gently turned a circle and let her face herself. Looking at her slightly drooping eyes, her eyebrows were slightly unhappy.

This little woman is getting worse and worse recently.

His greedy tongue rolled her delicate auricle and nibbled gently. The left and right were excited and quickly leaned back to open the distance with him.

Night Rui didn't allow her to hide. Big palm clasped the back of her head without hesitation and easily fixed her in front of him.

The left and right chest jumped wildly, and it was difficult for the heart to recover for a long time. Simon is not watching outside the office. Someone may come in at any time. This kind of feeling like having an affair really filled her blood with a high sense of Feiteng. Shy and nervous.

The night Rui sees her face flushed and pretty, and the corners of her mouth are slightly aroused. His thumb gently rubbed her delicate cheek. With a more wanton radian on his lips, a playful and gentle light flashed across his eyes.

It always makes her cry willingly.

Every inch of her body was familiar to him.

Slender fingers are familiar with prying open the crystal shell teeth, find the exquisite soft tongue, and entangle and tease it flexibly. Every part of the lips and teeth is sensitive until the clear eyes are gradually drunk. The man's lips replaced his fingers and ran into her mouth. His strong chest took a step forward and pressed her tightly against himself, and all the gaps between them disappeared.

Left, small and right hands falsely against the man's broad and hot chest. All the previous firm resistance has turned into a light exhortation, which overflowed from their lips and teeth.

The body was confined between the man's solid arms, and the lips and teeth were entangled with the tongue. Every part of her body was shrouded in the man's hot breath. The restless palm walked up and down the slender body, as if the magician's hand lit her body inch by inch.

Suddenly the body tightened, left, small and right supported the hazy eyes, looked at him in surprise and helplessly, "no, No."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the sound was so soft that he had no strength. It's not like a refusal, it's like a request.

Night Rui gently pulled the pink lower lip. Her eyes were stained with the same fog color as her. With hazy drunkenness, it was hot as if it could melt the people in front of her.

"Really not?" Night Ruihan bit her lip, his tongue rubbed the soft lip shape, and his fingers stopped under his abdomen moved quietly. The low voice also dyed the lust of rustle, like a shallow chant, which penetrated into every part of her body from her ear and touched every cell in her body.

Do you want it or not?

Zuo Xiaoyou seemed to forget that he had refused, and his body seemed to turn into a paralyzed water. He leaned soft on his chest. His pretty face had already been stained with a peach color. The scarlet red lips, which were slightly swollen by kissing, didn't seem to speak, but could only hum instinctively and gently. His big eyes looked at him half praying and half blankly, like a lost deer. He didn't know what to do.

Night Rui looked at her like this and wanted to bully her. It happened that he still had something to do.

"Do you want to?" The tip of yerui's tongue intrudes into her small ear, and the hot, humid and ambiguous breath instantly falls into her body. There is a trace of satisfaction, but it brings more emptiness.

"Yes." Zuo Xiaoyou bit her lip, and the huge emptiness in her body made her arch up to meet him involuntarily. She was already very soft. If there was a washstand behind her and yerui in front of her, she would have been unable to support and slipped to the ground.

Night Rui's eyes bent, his lips hooked, and continued to tempt, "call my name, and I'll give it to you."

"Huh? ~" The left and right subconsciously shook their heads, and fear naturally occurred in their eyes, "you will be angry."

I was sorry to think of the sentence "who allows you to call my name" when I wanted to kiss her. However, how can ye Rui apologize. What he wants is never an apology.

"I'm not angry. I like you to call my name. Call? Huh~ Good girl, call me. " Night Rui coaxed him with a little kiss, winding down from his ear, staying at the wound of the crescent moon, and gently gnawing at the delicate snow-white shoulder blade. The finger buried under her belly played a cruel bullet in her body.

A white light flashed in Zuo Xiaoyou's brain, his slender neck was raised tightly, his body was unconsciously tightened, and he sobbed, "yerui, yerui, yerui..."

Night Rui had already controlled to the limit. Seeing that she admitted defeat, she immediately stepped forward without hesitation.

When Simon came back again, ye Rui didn't come out. He just heard the mobile phone shaking in Zuo Xiaoyou's schoolbag.

Simon glanced at the closed bathroom, silently walked out of the office and stood at the door. He has to stand guard for the young master.

Night Rui squatted outside the bathtub in neat clothes, fell on her shoulder from behind her left, small and right, bit the exquisite shoulder bone for a while, looked at her biting lips and gently shaking, and smiled, "isn't this called very good."

Zuo Xiaoyou turned his head and didn't look at him, but he muttered discontentedly, "it's not you, you bully people."

I knew I was weak at that time.

Left little right tilted her head deliberately not to see him, but when the man really didn't make a sound for a long time, she still looked back at him. Just when she wanted to open her mouth, she was sealed by the man's lips. The warm and burning kiss blocked all her words in her throat and was extremely lingering.

A deep kiss, night Rui looked at her fluctuating chest line due to heavy breathing, his eyes flashed, pet kissed her head, and whispered, "soak for a while, I'll go to the meeting."

Night Rui walked for a long time. Zuo Xiaoyou slowly supported his sore body and stood up from the bathtub. Looking at the mottled marks on the snow-white body in the mirror, his eyes were slightly bright and his cheeks were red. This is the trace of yerui.

When Zuo Xiaoyou left the bathroom, the mobile phone in his schoolbag was shaking desperately.

The number of people in the world who can call her can be counted by bending their fingers. Zuo Xiaoyou hurriedly ran over and touched his mobile phone from his schoolbag. His face turned white, "Dean?"

Can it be Chen Cong again~

Thinking of that night, Zuo Xiaoyou's hands trembled and his whole body was cold. She took her cell phone and sat down slowly on the sofa, as if baking the sunshine outside, and the coolness in her body would dissipate.

She wanted to answer, but she didn't dare.

What if Chen Cong wants to cheat her again? But she didn't dare not answer. What if the Dean had something to do?

Left, small and right hands holding the mobile phone, shaking badly.

She slowly closed her eyes and opened the answer.

She owes the Dean all her life.

"Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou, where are you? Can you come to the hospital, Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou, Dean, please. " As soon as the phone was connected, Chen Wanqing cried anxiously.