The loving wife of a domineering ceo

The curtains were floating in the middle of the night, and the wind blew in through the window. The curtains around the room were surrounded by the wind. They were rosy red, and zhao yaqing couldn' t help but shiver. When she woke up, she realized that her limbs were sore and she couldn' t move. However, bo mingkuo was lying on his chest, sleeping in the same transparent gauze dress that he was thinking of wearing, revealing his two cherries. White thighs spread out on the bed, my god! What does this pervert want to do to me? ? She used her knees to hold on to bo mingkuo angrily, but bo mingkuo had no reaction.zhao yaqing knew that he wouldn' t do anything to her.after all, he was bo mingkuo's own flesh and blood. It was better to deal with him first. The current situation was that she was imprisoned by bo mingkuo. What should she do now? How she had provoked him in the first place. She was extremely regretful, but it was too late to regret it now. She still wanted to leave.

Bo ming's broad neck was a little sore, and he opened his eyes half-squinted to see his body move. With a bewitching smile on her face, her large hands reached out to zhao yaqing's forbidden area before touching the soft part. Zhao yaqing panicked and realized that bo mingkuo had woken up. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at bo mingkuo in horror. Bo mingkuo used another finger to twirl around zhao yaqing's cherry. After the grain was arched, he found that zhao yaqing's forest was already wet and wet. The tip of his tongue was sucking on the sweetness of the cherry. The forest had erupted, but zhao yaqing kept struggling, and bo mingkuo's entire body was burning. He went to the last line of defense on his body, and his fingers crossed into the hole in the forest. It was like a train passing through a tunnel, but as soon as he went in and out, he greeted the flower buds deep in the forest and the bright world inside. Zhao yaqing was about to collapse, and her anger turned into pleading. However, bo mingkuo was no longer the same as before.from the time zhao yaqing and her son ran away from him, bo mingkuo was already disheartened and cold.he still wanted zhao yaqing.even if his heart wasn' t there, his body still had to sacrifice itself. This is the present him, bloodthirsty as the taste of this lonely with thorns of pink roses.

Zhao yaqing had an innocent baby face, and bo mingkuo would still be soft-hearted. However, when she thought of how heartless she was and how she had brought her own flesh and blood with her, the moment she disappeared, this face was no longer useful to bo mingkuo. Following that, bo mingkuo stepped in, and the train began to move violently, making zhao yaqing shiver violently as if she was rushing into the sky. Bo mingkuo couldn' t help but groan out loud. This familiar orbit, over and over, is so fitting. Let you go! Let you run! He was so charming and provocative that he couldn' t help but grit his teeth. The ice water continued to surge in the dark night for a long time until zhao yaqing rolled her eyes in torment and almost lost her voice in the cloud.the huge rock that was pressing against her body shook forward, and a fire rushed into the forest that was already filled with water vapor before reluctantly pulling away from the cave. Water droplets dripped from the branches and leaves of the forest, but bo mingkuo still refused to give up. He turned around and took the electric windmill from the drawer next to the bed cabinet, approaching zhao yaqing like a ghost. Zhao yaqing's hair was extremely soft. One after another, the frenzied stimulus caused zhao yaqing's body to shiver again.it wasn' t enough, bo mingkuo used two more red clips to force them onto zhao yaqing's fruit, torturing her like an electric shock, making her life a living hell.