President's Private Spoil Rule

There's no way to fasten it.

Just in case, Fu Qingyu tied Ye Rui and the foot of the bed together.

Night Rui didn't get angry again, but sat on the ground very obediently.

It's not that he's out of breath at night, but now, looking at the whole house, I'm afraid that the only thing that can hold him down at night is this retro copper bed.

Fu Qingyu nestled on the other side of the bed, and her body became more and more uncomfortable. Every time she wanted to climb to the other side of the bed, she slapped herself hard.

As time went by, the room was so quiet that only two people could breathe.

Fu Qingyu hugged the bed legs. There was a pool of water on the ground where she was sitting. It looked as if she was incontinent and very embarrassed.

She looked at the wall clock walking minute by minute, looked at the other end to describe Ye Rui, who was more pessimistic than her, and asked hard, "when will your people come? Why haven't you come yet... "

Her voice was not clear at this time, with hoarseness and heavy lust, and every word had a provocative rhyme.

Night Rui's cold face had already been dyed crimson, his hair had already been wet, and big sweat beads rolled down from the tip of his forehead and nose. The whole man trembled when he heard her voice.

"Shut up!"

Does this damned woman know that restraint is the best choice at this time.

Night Rui's voice was full of anger and powerful roar, but at this time, he had no power. He was dumb and deeply stained with the love in spring, as if a soft little hand gently lifted Fu Qingyu's eardrum.

Fu Qingyu licked his dry lips, stared at Ye Rui and swallowed his saliva.

The man in front of him is so handsome, his face is so beautiful, his neck is so long, his Adam's apple is so sexy, and even the beads of sweat rolling down are so attractive.

Fu Qingyu got up and climbed into bed. Before he could touch yerui's hand, he heard a voice in his ear: "move me, and Zuo Shaoqing won't want you again."

Left! No! Qing!

Fu Qingyu's empty brain seemed to be pounded by something, and his outstretched hand slowly retracted back.

Zuo Shaoqing, yes, Zuo Shaoqing

Fu Qingyu fell back to the ground half rolling and half crawling. Her body was soft and empty. The evil fire in her body burned her and tormented her. Her whole body was empty.

... need to be filled immediately

There is a man in front of her who can relieve her discomfort.

However, Zuo Shaoqing

Fu Qingyu couldn't help crying. She was so sad. The name made her so sad.

If she touches the man in front of her, Zuo Shaoqing, she will never touch her again in her life.

Fu Qingyu threw herself into the bathroom with all her strength.

There was nothing in the bathroom, no washing cup, let alone a man's razor.

Fu Qingyu looked at her flushed face in the mirror, plunged her head into the washstand, and poured cold water into her head, but it didn't work.

If not for himself, Fu Qingyu could even applaud the drug's properties.

There was a banging sound outside, and the sound was getting louder and louder. Night Rui can't help it.

Fu Qingyu locked the bathroom door, raised her hand and smashed it on the mirror, but with all her strength, the mirror just shook, didn't break as expected, or even a crack.

Fu Qingyu squatted on the ground and hugged herself tightly. Her limbs were weak and weak. The gas of * * was boiling everywhere in her blood, bewitching her restrained desire.

Zuo, Shao, Qing

The body's impatience made her feel between her legs

no way!

What a shame!

"Ah ~ ~"

Fu Qingyu suddenly stood up and hit his head against the mirror with all his strength.

After a while, the mirrors buckled on the wall began to fall one by one.

Trembling, Fu Qingyu picked up a piece of mirror from the washboard, stumbled and fell to the ground, leaned back against the bathtub, gasped heavily, and a thin blood line flowed out of his sweaty hair.

Zuo Shaoqing, why not here

Fu Qingyu scratched a wound on her arm, and the consciousness of being dazzled by the medicine came back for a few minutes. At this time, her arm was covered with dense blood marks.

Although it's best to talk to Zuo Shaoqing for the first time, Fu Qingyu thinks she is not a person who must keep chastity. If the man outside is not ye Rui, she may not be able to control it.

But that man is Ye Rui, Zuo Shaoqing's best brother-in-law.

Fu Qingyu's head rested on the bathtub, and his tears spilled uncontrollably.

Really, I like Zuo Shaoqing very much. I don't want to make him sad. I'm afraid he will look at himself with disgusting eyes.

When did she begin to like a man so much? In the past, her Fu sect leader was not such a timid person.

But everything has changed since I met Zuo Shaoqing.

He is a very gentle person with a smile, but she is afraid that he will be angry and that he will be disappointed in himself. In fact, in her previous temper, she had no patience to send roses to others every day, but she sent roses to Shaoqing's house every day, for fear that he might think he was that kind of frivolous person.

Originally, I wanted to sleep once. After sleeping, it would be worthwhile to be regarded as a frivolous person.

But when night Rui said the sentence "touch me, Zuo Shaoqing will never touch you again", she found that Zuo Shaoqing was so important to her.

If she could not touch Zuo Shaoqing for the rest of her life, she would feel heartache just hearing that sentence.

What is Ye Rui doing outside? She can't hear clearly. Her sight is a little blurred, and the image of Zuo Shaoqing in her brain is getting clearer and clearer.

"Zuo, Shaoqing... I don't want to, only one night. I want to be with you all the time... Because... I love you..."

"Sapphire..."

Someone was calling her name in her ear, but her consciousness had begun to dissipate.

It's good. I heard Zuo Shaoqing's voice before I died.

"My Lord, sect leader Fu suffered all skin injuries, but the poison in her is not easy to solve." The doctor stood by the bed and looked at the incredible Fu Qingyu whose face was red in the deep sleep. He said with some worry, "although she fainted, the poison was not relieved. If you don't understand for 24 hours, I'm afraid... "

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid it will affect fertility."

"Ask park for the antidote."

"My Lord, there is no explanation for the medicine, otherwise the night will not return home immediately."

"I see." Zuo Shaoqing sat by the bed and looked at Fu Qingyu's arm wrapped in gauze under the quilt. His blue eyes flashed slightly and raised his hand, "go out."

"Yes."

The door was opened and closed.

He changed a hotel and a suite again. Fu Qingyu was also cleaned. His face was red and looked very cute.

Zuo Shaoqing lifted her half long broken hair with her slender fingers, lowered her head and gently kissed the wound between her forehead. Her voice was light and distressed: "Qingyu, I know you tried your best."