Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Mi Xiaoqiao's struggle and resistance had no effect. He imprisoned her so firmly and tightly, almost cruelly entangled and abused her between her lips and teeth.

It seems to be punishing her for being disobedient, and it seems to be venting his fierce and unrelenting love for her

Until the girl's body gradually softened in his unstoppable enthusiasm, she couldn't help panting softly. He slowed down the offensive, no longer so rough, became lingering, gentle and full of pity.

For a long time, he finally let go of her red lips, but still held her tightly in his arms, quietly stared at her bright red cheeks and drunken hazy eyes, and said in a low voice: "it's fun to play with me, isn't it? I put down my work, ran several red lights and rushed there, but threw myself into the air. You're very happy, aren't you?"

Mi Xiaoqiao made up his mind, avoided his hot and powerful sight, and answered him indifferently: "although you haven't seen me, you always see someone you want to see. It's also good."

"What do you mean?" Meng Feifan asked, tightening his eyebrows.

"Xiao Bingjie is there! Isn't she one of the people you want to see? What else are you dissatisfied with?" Mi Xiaoqiao turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

"Who told you I wanted to see her? You called me to set me up to see her?" Meng Feifan became more and more angry. In his sapphire black eyes, he risked the dangerous flame that seemed to want to swallow her: "seeing her there, without you, I turned away without saying a word. Please, miss, don't do such smart and self righteous things in the future!"

"Hum! It doesn't matter to me who you want to see or not." Mi Xiaoqiao said disdainfully, "didn't you call me to talk about the cooperation plan? It's time to start."

Meng Feifan stared at her for a long time, clenched his teeth and said, "it seems that the punishment I gave you just now is not enough. I have to make more efforts to make you better."

With that, he suddenly picked her up and walked to the office.

"What do you want to do? This is an office..." little Jordan panicked. She knew that the overbearing and unreasonable man could do anything when he was horizontal.

God! If he solved it here, she really doesn't want to live!

"What about the office? Who let you challenge my bottom line again and again? I have to make you obedient." Meng Fanfan really showed his rogue face, threw her on the wide sofa in the office, bullied her, and smiled with evil spirit: "Joe, don't you want to talk about work with me? Let's talk about it with our bodies."

"You! Hooligan! I won't talk! I want to go back!" Mi Xiaoqiao blushed, struggled desperately, kicked and hit, and a slap in the face would be thrown into his face.

But immediately Meng Feifan firmly grasped his hands and was trapped on his side. Then he leaned over and kissed her delicate neck, begged and said, "Joe, let me kiss you? I just want to kiss you..."

"Do you... Often talk to female clients about work like this?" Mi Xiaoqiao gave up his futile struggle and asked numbly.

"No, never. Only you can make me have such an impulse." Meng Fanfan sighed in a low voice, and her hand had untied her small stand collar shirt: "Joel, you're charming. You know what? Sometimes I really want to turn you into a little man and carry it in my pocket so that you won't run away. I can take it out and have a look and bite whenever I miss you."

Mi Xiaoqiao bit his lips tightly and didn't speak. He wanted to cry and looked at the wide and bright floor glass window facing the sofa. He didn't even close the curtain.

In the afternoon, the dazzling sunshine is being projected in, as if watching a pair of men and women entangled on the sofa with jokes.

Although this is the 18th floor and there are no tall buildings around, if you are unlucky and encounter someone who takes a telescope to peep in the distance, you can still clearly see the scene here.

God! If you are secretly photographed, it will really explode the material

Mi Xiaoqiao couldn't bear to push him away, clenched his teeth and said, "if you really want to, go close the curtains and come again..."

"Joel, you promised?" Meng Feifan was ecstatic, his dark eyes were shining, kissed her heavily and said, "don't pull the curtains, let's go inside."

In this way, MI Xiaoqiao was carried into the lounge in the office, put on the wide and soft bed, and ate it completely.

Ups and downs, intense lingering

The telephone outside rang again and again, all in vain. The subordinates who came to find Meng Feifan to sign or report on their work knocked on the door again and again and couldn't hear any reply, so they had to turn and leave.

No one knows and can't imagine that their young and handsome president is now in the office, staging a fragrant and hot tender war with his favorite girl

The wave of passion finally subsided. Meng Fanfan got up with satisfaction and kissed Mi Xiaoqiao lovingly: "baby, there's a bathroom over there. You wash it first. We'll go out to dinner later."

"What about our cooperation plan?" Mi Xiaoqiao asked lazily with his eyes still closed.

Meng Feifan's handsome eyebrow frowned slightly, and she was not used to asking such a question at such a time. It was so bad that he suddenly thought of something that made him very uncomfortable.

He had already got up and dressed, then covered himself to trap the girl and asked endlessly, "Joel, have you really exchanged such business with others with your body?"

"Boring!" Mi Xiaoqiao suddenly opened his eyes, glared at him, pushed him away and walked into the bathroom.

Although he was scolded, Meng Feifan was happy.

Looking at the little girl's angry appearance, you can think of her charming and capricious appearance when she was angry with him. We can know that she has not changed at all, or only belongs to him, the pure, lovely, snow smart little white rabbit

Mi Xiaoqiao sorted out his chaotic thoughts in the bathroom, and his heart was full of clutter.

I don't understand why I can't resist his enthusiasm every time? In the face of his fierce attack, he always lost.

When he did that, she didn't resent it. Instead, she was very involved. What's the matter? What's the matter

Finally, she sighed a long sigh and silently told herself that it was a physiological need. As long as you hold it emotionally, don't be moved and don't mess up