Wolfish president: not to be your woman

"Ah..." that kiss immediately made her sing out involuntarily.

His big palm clasped her soft snake like body close to him, and his little face let him comfortably kiss her sweet fragrance.

One earlobe after another, when kissed, it was her trembling that could not be aggravated.

This was the first time that he wanted nothing and was not afraid of anything.

But her clenched lips told him that she had not completely scared him away.

"Yan'er, don't be afraid and don't bite your lips. I want to hear your voice. It must be very nice."

Waiting for this moment, he has been waiting for a long time, waiting for each other to give when the two love each other, that is the most beautiful.

No hate, no resentment, just want to be with her for a long time and never separate.

Thinking, it was a little sour. When did he start thinking about love and hate like a woman.

But now he's just thinking.

The half month of separation has made him fully understand what is called Acacia like beans and missing like tide.

It was heartache waiting and suffering.

"I..." the woman's reserve made her unable to let go for a moment, but she just followed him to do evil.

"Don't worry, relax. Trust me, it won't hurt or hurt anymore."

She blinked her eyes gently, the tip of her nose touched his skin, and his kiss began to move away from her earlobe. First, it fell on her neck. Inch by inch, the kiss passed out, and the lip fell, which was the scar.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked low. In those years, although the knife was not very heavy, it went deep into her flesh.

She gently shook her head, "it doesn't hurt." it's long gone. In fact, what she hates is not the person who hurt her, but the person who commands everything behind her back.

"Yan'er, I will find the person who hurt you." he whispered, but he secretly swore that he would never let him go.

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Once upon a time, every time it was just for desire, but now, it was mixed with pity and a taste of love.

She was confused in the world he gave her. She didn't know anything and didn't want to know anything. At this moment, there was only him in her world.

Giving is also giving.

Giving is also giving.

At this moment, I don't know whether he got her or she got him.

In fact, love ~ desire has long been inseparable from each other. As long as it uses the desire of the heart, it is beautiful.

"Ah zhe..." that fierce offer made her call his name with him.

"Yan'er, open your eyes and look at me." he ordered her to remember that he would be her forever.

She looked into his eyes. She couldn't think anymore. She could only let him take her to climb a peak she was still ignorant of.

That would be her whole heart.

He loved her. He said it when he was in volcanic Geopark.

They watched the sunrise together and wrote their footprints together in that beautiful place.

Finally, in a low roar, everything ended quietly.

Only sweat is still on her and him to confirm what has happened.

She was so tired that she closed her eyes.

But he picked her up. "Good, don't sleep. I'll take you to wash it. In this way, you can sleep comfortably."

"HMM." she was still a soft low Nong, who couldn't figure out anything. In her mind, he gave her everything, so warm, so blushing and heartbeat.

Blush, red to the ear.

"Ah Zhe, you put me down and I'll do it myself." recalling the picture when he kissed her, she wanted to find a seam to drill in. She was very ashamed.

"Don't move, it will hurt." just now, the movement behind him was so fierce that he was really afraid that he would hurt her.

"Ah Zhe, you put me down." she waved her small fist and insisted on letting him put her down.

"Don't let go." he was overbearing, turned on the tap, and then took her and stepped into the bathtub. The bathroom was so big, much bigger than the one in the apartment. She remembered that he said in the car, "take back the things you give me back." now she understood. He was telling her that he gave her the key back.

Here is what he called their home.

The warm water brushed all over her body and soaked her skin soft, but the taste of the baptism of desire in her body could not be washed away.

Water, plus the previous entertainment, she was still soft.

He lifted up the water and carefully wiped her sweat wet and lustful ~ love skin. After only a while, he felt it again, which made her feel immediately sitting on him. Suddenly, she stood up in the bathtub and wanted to escape.

Her unexpected behavior really made him take off his hand, "Yan'er, what are you doing?"

She didn't dare to look back or look at his body. She had just experienced it on the big bed in the bedroom. He was really not an ordinary man. She felt it again after only a while.

"Ke Hezhe, go find your other women." suddenly, she thought of so many women he used to have. She had no chance to break her fingers in front of him to help him count. Only how many she met and saw.

"But here, now only you." he smiled and knew what she was thinking.

"No, I'm not here." her beautiful legs wanted to step out of the bathtub, and nothing could make him succeed.

Who knows, she is fast and he is faster. As soon as she catches her long arm, she stumbles and falls into his arms again. "Yan'er, you are jealous, aren't you?" he asks with expectation. He likes her jealous, which proves that she has him in her heart. Sometimes he just thinks that she loves Xiaodan and Xiaoyu better than him. He thinks of the slap she slapped him in order to get Xiaodan back. In fact, He is also quietly eating his daughter's vinegar.

"No... no..." she fluttered and struggled in the water.

"Really not?" he gently turned her body and let her sit on his leg again, but facing him directly.

His eyes were opposite, and his burning eyes were waiting for her answer.

"No... no..." she almost bit her tongue, because no one would think that she was eating his former woman.

"Well, I'll bring Qiu Duan back for dinner tomorrow." he smiled evil and looked inquisitive in his eyes.

She immediately understood his chivalry promotion, her bad, and waved her pink fist. "Ke Hezhe, you villain, if you dare to bring qiuduan back, I'll peel your skin and I'll never pay attention to you again." for the first time, she said with such a true temperament, there was no sadness in her tone, but full of threats.

"Really ignore me?" he smiled brightly. He suddenly found the other side of her, naive and little feminine.

"Yes," she said, turning her face away and taking off her guard. She just wanted to be a real herself in front of him, say what she wanted, and don't have to hide her tired.

She likes the feeling now. She told him everything and shared it with him. He is her dependence now, so that she will never be alone again.

Thinking about the days she has been through with Xiaodan and Xiaoyu, she is really tired and really wants a shelter for her to inhabit.

Looking at her little face, he raised his hand and pulled her face back. Then he looked at her eyes and didn't speak for a long time. That vision made her think of... Thought of... The bulge between his legs also made her dare not move.

He looked at her for ten seconds. Then he said calmly, "I'll take care of you. It's a success."

"Scoundrel." she roared. When the powder fist waved again, the laughter and the sound of water pattered in the bathroom, which made the long silent big house lively.

Ke Hezhe let her beat and roar and looked at a pretty face flushed by the moisture in front of her. In this way, she really brought him the feeling of home.

He likes it.

He didn't hide, he didn't flash, so he was a man to let her beat.

But she wanted to stop. She was tired, but Ke Hezhe, the villain, still motionless presented the moon Hun chamber to her and asked her to beat it.

Oh, she is really tired. Between her forehead, the thin sweat gradually creeps up, and the powder fist is more and more powerless.

Feeling the strength that she had softened, he suddenly took her body. When she pulled, she immediately pressed close to his body and sat on his high ~ Yang.

Under the body, the huge touch made her panic and want to escape, but he pressed her waist and didn't let her move.

"Yan'er, give it to me." he looked at her overbearing. It's really not enough to have one night like this. He wanted it many times and many times, but he was afraid that she would be tired. Let's just finish this upcoming one.

"You..." she was really speechless. "Let me go, I'm tired." she was so tired that she wanted to sleep in bed.

"Good, just hold me tight. You won't be tired."

"Woo..." she didn't know what to do, but her hands still listened to him and hugged him.

The sound of water and the impact he brought immediately sounded into wonderful notes in the bathroom.

She heard her heartbeat. Ke Hezhe was teaching her to play with fire again.

"Good, don't move, just lie on my shoulder. You can sleep when you are tired." he said softly, as if he had just drunk honey water.

He's a big head ghost. They're in such a posture. Moreover, he's still doing that action that makes her blush and heartbeat. How can he easily say that she can sleep if she sleeps? She can't sleep at all.

Lie down obediently, just want him to vent his fire quickly, or give her a free beauty sleep. She really wants to sleep.