Priceless Cute Wife:President's 33 Days of Love

To her, it's just the essence of his big man's possessiveness. To him, it's just something labeled "Li Jue Feng".

He can't like her... Absolutely can't... Want her to believe a strong ~ violent her man is like her, she how all understand incompetence.

"Impossible..."

Gu Xiaoai looks at the English on the book and squeezes his voice out of his throat, trying to convince himself.

"Impossible what?"

The voice of the man came.

Gu Xiaoai turned his head and saw Li Jue Feng stride into the room.

"Nothing." Gu Xiaoai was surprised and shook his head.

Li Jue Feng's body was tall and straight, and his posture was domineering. Under his clean short hair, he had a handsome face with a little evil spirit. The evil spirit was evil.

Looking at his face, Gu Xiaoai once again thought of what Tong Ma said. He was in a state of confusion and quickly drew his attention back to the novel. As a result, he took another look at the word "love".

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Gu Xiaoai is lying on the bed with one hand on her chin and one hand on the novel. She is wearing a light blue lace dress with suspenders. Because of lying down, the skirt is wrinkled and the skirt only covers her hips.

Who does this woman... Pose like this to seduce?

Li Jue Feng's eyes darkened, and a touch of color floated up. Without taking off his shoes, he threw himself on the bed and lay side by side with her. He put his arm around her waist and slowly slid down to the edge of her skirt. He stopped at the edge of her skirt and drew a circle with his fingertips

This stinking man.

Gu Xiaoai immediately rolled to the bedside, escaped from his clutches, and asked, "where have you just gone?"

"Go to pilmud hospital and you can move there tomorrow." Li Jue Feng fished her back again, frowning discontentedly, "what do you want me to do?"

His hand soon slipped off the edge of her skirt, and his fingers went in wickedly

Gu Xiaoai struggled to push away his hand, "I come to the holiday, you are not afraid of dirty blood?"

He had nothing to fear from her blood.

"I'm not afraid." Li Jue Feng naturally said in an arrogant tone, but he didn't keep pestering her. He glanced down at □'s all English novel, "can you understand it?"

She couldn't tell whether he was sarcastic or normal, so she just shook her head faintly, "only a few words, some words are very deep, and some sentence patterns forget what they mean..."