The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

"Song, you can do it, aren't you? If you are bullied like that and don't say a word, you look down on Ben Shao and don't believe I can be angry for you, do you? "

Fu Tsai kicked the car and looked at someone with tears in his eyes. He couldn't put all his anger on her.

She is now poor like a dog no one wants, wronged it to hold themselves, keep tears.

"Don't cry. It's hopeless to just cry."

Fu Tsai said with disgust, curling his mouth, just not quite stubborn, now it is know to cry.

Song Jiujiu stopped talking. She kept crying and turned to look out of the window. There was Fu Tsai's roar in her ear and the burning pain on her face. What did she do wrong

"Drive!"

Fu Tsai roared in a low voice. His teeth were grinded and creaked. I don't know how anyone in this world lives so hard.

Mo Yi tried to ignore the situation of the two people behind him and drove with his mouth closed. He couldn't stand the scene just now, let alone the boss.

Song Jiujiu has been looking out of the window, twisting his head like an angry child.

When he got to the place, Fu Tsai picked up the man and went upstairs directly. Xiaohei was still at his feet. Just as soon as he followed him to the door, he was shut by the sound of "bang". He raised his front paw, knocked on the door, and then pressed the handle. It seemed that he was locked.

Xiaohei turns to go downstairs.

But in the room, Fu Tsai directly threw song September on the wall. Seeing the other party's cowardly face, he was angry and raised his hand and pulled his tie off.

"Song September, how can you be so unpromising? When my woman can walk sideways in Los Angeles, it's good for you that any cat and dog can ride on your head."

Fu Tsai kicked away the chair, and his whole body was bursting with anger. He felt that his head was going to explode, but the dead woman was huddled in bed. Could he eat her.

Song September was very afraid. She only felt that Fu Tsai, who was angry, looked at the battlefield majestically. The chair that he had kicked out fell into pieces on the wall in an instant. Maybe that was her fate.

She was even more frightened at the thought.

After Fu Tsai's own fire for a while, he finally stopped. However, the house was already in a mess, and everything that could be broken had been broken, including the old wall clock on the wall, and the sofa with the French window still facing the window alone.

And Fu Tsai, sitting on the sofa smoking, smoke around, particularly lonely.

After a smoke, he got up and looked at the man who had been sleeping in bed. He was very angry and funny. He just didn't speak. He was afraid that he could not control his temper and hurt her.

She is fragile like a doll, timid and timid. Sometimes he is afraid that if he just raises the tone, she will be scared to cry.

How can a woman like her live to such a big age.

Fu Tsai sighed, went to the bathroom to put the hot water, picked up the person and put it in.

Song September finally woke up at this time, but did not dare to look up, drooping eyelids, let each other's hands in their own body with bath gel.

Fu Tsai looked at the other side's white and tender face. He reached out his hand and pinched it. His hand felt good, and his mood improved instantly.

After taking a bath, he picked up the other party, pulled the towel on one side and surrounded the person. After leaving the bathroom, the room had been restored to its original state, and Mo always got his heart.

Song September was put on the bed, immediately climbed to the other side of the bed, far away from Fu Tsai.

Fu Tsai picks eyebrows and turns to go to the bathroom. The woman is clean, but he hasn't done it himself.

Song September lies on the bed, hears the sound of the water in the bathroom, but she is worried about Yibai brother in the hospital. Tomorrow, tomorrow, she will go to pick up the other party.

But who will take care of her? She has to work during the day, and Fu Tsai will let her come to his villa at night. Thinking of this, song September is a bit frustrated.

The bathroom door gently rang, she did not wait to respond, she felt a body covered with her own, and then was the overwhelming hot kiss.

Song Jiujiu looks at the ceiling, some can't understand why Fu Tsai is so keen on this kind of thing. But if he wants, she has to give, never say no.

After all is over, Fu Tsai is a little contented and holds song September. She is obedient in bed. He still likes it.

"Fu Tsai..."

"Well?"

Fu Tsai opened his eyes and saw that song Jiujiu was staring at himself with a tangled face. The corners of his mouth were hooked, and he put his arm in his arms and sighed for two points.

"Honey, what's the matter?"

Song Jiujiu turned over and did not dare to make such a request face to face.

"I Can I not come in the evening? "

The air was quiet, silent, and even chilly.

"Reason."

Fu Tsai hugged people from behind, smelling her body, the whole person was extremely comfortable."I I have my own business... "

Song Jiujiu's voice was low, but Fu Tsai still heard it. From the very beginning, he took song Jiujiu into his own life with a strong attitude. He never asked her whether she would like to be seen by him. In other people's eyes, it was a great honor to be seen by him and Fu CAI. He also felt that way.

In Los Angeles, the only one who dares to talk to Fu Tsai like this is probably song Jiujiu, who has no idea of the heaven and earth. Indeed, how many women want to have a relationship with him.

"Good."

Fu Tsai's fingertips are wrapped around each other's hair and the corners of his mouth are hooked. He has to make this woman stronger step by step.

"Honey, you should express what you like and dislike in the future. If you don't say it, no one will know. Just like that, if you don't like me here, just tell me, understand, eh?"

Song Jiujiu didn't expect that he would agree. This rich and rich young master has always been accustomed to his own way.

In her heart, the fear of Fu Tsai was reduced. She put down a matter in her heart. The sleeping bug quickly climbed into her eyes and soon went to sleep.

Fu Tsai hugged people tightly, and her mouth curled up a trace of radiance. She didn't like to come here, so she took the initiative to find her, Meizizi.

……

When song got up in September, Fu Tsai was no longer there. Only Xiaohei occupied the other half of the bed. Her black fur was shining, reflecting the moonlight outside. She found that Xiaohei was not pure black skin. If you look closely, there are dim spots on the bright hair.

"Good morning, Xiao hei..."

Song Jiujiu reaches out his hand and touches it on the head. Thinking that this guy deliberately scared himself at the beginning, he feels that he is as bad as his master.

Xiaohei lightly rubbed her hand, said hello, and continued to lie down gracefully.

Song September finished washing, after coming out of the bathroom, Xiaohei on the bed jumped up, stood up, opened the door, and looked at her with sky blue eyes.

Song September felt that he had been struck by thunder. Would it open the door? Even if she can open the door, she should be allowed to leave first. She must be a Jing