Wolfish president: not to be your woman

This low and soft call was so harsh, "I'm Gu Yaner." she corrected him vaguely. Anyway, she just didn't like him to call her Ran'er. She was Gu Yaner. She was no longer Wu Yanran and never was.

"Yan'er..." he really called. It seemed that when he was gentle, his heart was the easiest to break, and his heart was the softest.

Everything was so familiar that he slowly dumped her body in the kiss, and then when she lay in his arms, he suddenly stopped her kiss, suddenly picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

While walking, he was pulling her collar, his collar, thinking that he wanted to make each other naked, and wanted to see her body at the moment.

Gu Yan'er panicked and immediately grabbed his neck with both hands. "He Zhe, turn off the lights, okay?"

Soft, she is seducing him. He can't find the scar on her.

Sure enough, he answered her tenderness. Ke Hezhe nodded gently, and then quickly pressed the bathroom light when he came to the wall.

The bathroom was dark and desolate. Only the dim light from the outside in the room allowed her to see him.

But in fact, the perception in his eyes is not as real as the feeling brought to her by his breath.

Her back was against the familiar mirror, only cold.

The man's lips held her again. When he kissed her frivolously, he kept whispering in her ear, "Yan'er, you are Yan'er."

It was like telling himself that she was not Wu Yanran but Gu Yaner.

Her body was soft, and his touch hit like a mountain falling on the sea, familiar and strange.

With the kiss, he tore it completely. Without any pity, he soon pulled off her clothes.

He rubbed her body in the water and waited for the water in the bathtub to fill up.

Water, neither hot nor cold.

Comfortable but people feel sleepy.

But she can't sleep.

She also wants to go home after everything is over to accompany Xiaodan and Xiaoyu. She also wants to go to Xianghun.

But it's so difficult to wake up to him.

It's really hard.

There was half the water in the bathtub. He couldn't wait to hold her, stepped in and sat on his lap.

Now, she owes him.

He's going to lend her 1.2 million.

That's really a lot of money for her.

Water, overflowing on her body, made her only as frivolous as a baby.

On her side, there was water mist and wine, and the smell that belonged to him was constantly invading her senses.

He stopped all his movements, but leaned against his broad moon Hun chamber with his arm around her, and his slightly tilted head enabled him to whisper in her ear, "Yan'er, do you think you didn't want Qingya to give birth to my child, so you did that?" he suddenly asked her. This matter had bothered him for a long time and depressed his heart.

She silently brushed the warm water with her fingers and felt the temperature and smoothness of the water. She didn't know how to answer him, so she chose not to say.

"Why don't you talk?" he stopped kissing and asked these questions. It was really a bad scene. Originally, he could ask her wantonly in the water, but he just wanted to know the real situation by the stream that day. Although Qingya's child was saved temporarily, it also became the reason for Rong family to put pressure on him to get married, and he, But there is no reason to refuse.

Therefore, he was very upset for a while, and whether he married or not tortured him in the contradiction.

"Will you believe what I said?" she whispered. The water in her hand fell softly. Even in the dark, she could still feel the ripples when the water fell, as if her heart was hard to calm at the moment.

"Say." as soon as he bowed his head, he kissed her earlobe accurately, soft, with her unique fragrance, so familiar, so familiar, he just felt that he must have had contacts with her in the past, but he couldn't remember anything.

"I didn't pull Qingya down, nor did I want to hurt her miscarriage." but Qingya pulled her down together, hurting her leg.

He smiled with wine. "Gu Yaner, you really can lie. That child is the amulet that Qingya threatened me to get married. How can she harm her own child? I really don't believe it."

"It's up to you." she knew he wouldn't believe it. Sure enough, she said it in vain.

"Do I want you?" he smiled. His eyes in the dark flashed endless light. His fingers pulled her short hair in the water and made her turn back. Then on this day, he lay in his arms again, his hot breath fell on her face, and the smell of desire floated in the air. Ke Hezhe leaned over to her lips again.

But when he was about to touch her lips, he suddenly stopped, "speak, do you want you as I want you?"

Drunkenness made him ask her evil and bad, and made her face red. How would she answer him?

"Say it quickly, I'll turn on the light if I don't say it." knowing that she was afraid of the light suddenly showing everything about her, he was threatening her.

Her body trembled slightly. She didn't know how to respond to him. Such private words really made it difficult for her to speak.

"You see, you like my touch, don't you?"

With this sentence, she was suddenly surprised that she had lost her voice. Her face turned red to the root of her neck. She clenched her teeth and dared not speak again.

He was a prodigal son in love.

He is a prodigal son in love who makes women crazy for him.

No woman can escape his palm.

As long as he wants, he can get it.

It's just, except for that woman.

Shaking his head, he can't think of Wu Yanran at this time. He just wants to play with the little woman in his arms instead of her.

Kiss, fall again.

But it is no longer gentle, but as warm as a mountain. When sucking her lips, his tongue also drives straight, "Yan'er, give it to me." the low call with kiss is like the mellow liquor, which makes people only quietly lose themselves in the illusion.

"He Zhe." she subconsciously whispered along with him. It seemed that only calling his name could make her relieve the strange desire in her body.

He seemed to be her patron, but he didn't give her any support.

Then lost in their own fantasy, just don't want to wake up.

The heart is lost, lost in his or her tenderness.

But no one knows.

Every movement and every physical contact made her involuntarily think of the ninety days of that month that year. Since he had her for the first time, maybe she was destined to never escape him in her life.

That's why he and she are warm at the moment.

But happiness is far away.

"Give it to me, will you?" he asked softly. This is his usual tenderness, except that once, the only time in the forest.

In the dark, she blinked her eyes. She looked at the outline of his body. The familiar feeling made her want like suffocation, but it made her so humble.

If all this is not a deal, if all this has nothing to do with money, how good it would be.

But all the original intention is because she wants to borrow money from him, and he wants her body.

His kisses rained down and lit every inch of her skin.

He wanted her just to dispel the hatred more than three years ago. Otherwise, the consequence of the growth of hatred is that the more he looks at her face, the more uncomfortable he becomes.

Want to let her go, but because of Qingya, everything has changed and changed its tune.

Subconsciously, he even thought how good it would be if she really didn't want Qingya to give birth to his child.

What kind of consciousness is that?

It seems that he wants her to have only him in her eyes and heart, just because she has this face.

Why is it so like that?

He asked himself countless times that two completely different Wu Yanran appeared quietly in his memory, and she seemed more like the latter, like the changed Wu Yanran.

This is her evil relationship with him.

It can't be solved.

But children, what are we going to do?

They want Daddy.

For a moment, she really wanted to tell him that she was the fake Wu Yanran more than three years ago, but soon, she was confused again.

He once said that he didn't like children.

The reason why he wanted to keep Qingya's children was just to meet his mother's requirements.

He won't marry her. The news that he wants to marry Qingya has been boiling in s city.

But he actually married his bride when he wanted to marry her

In my heart, it is unspeakable sadness. Now she is playing a role that makes her uncomfortable.

"What are you thinking?" he asked in a low voice.

"Ah..." she woke up and subconsciously circled his neck with her hands. "He Zhe, what are you doing?"

"Turn on the light." he deliberately frightened her, but when he stepped out of the bathtub, he went straight to the big bed in the bedroom.

I really want to perform all the pictures of that night more than three years ago. Unfortunately, the woman is not her.

Why, at that time, she could be so gentle, so quiet and so virtuous?

He liked her body at that time, the food she cooked, and the feeling that she was tidying up the room when he read the newspaper.

But just when he thought he fell in love with her again, she pushed him from heaven to hell, so that he began to hate her.

Wu Yanran, who the hell are you?

After a low roar, his body finally returned to calm.

The afterwave, Yu halo, wrote down the extreme of the last moment of the most thick ink and heavy pen in the night.

She listened to his breathing. Everything was as unreal as a dream.

She was humble and walked into his life.

In the dark, he lay on her and never moved away for a long time.

She closed her eyes and wanted to sink her disordered mind in silence.