Wolfish president: not to be your woman

For a long time, he likes darkness and slowly soothes the deep wound in the bottom of his heart when the night comes.

Originally, he really planned to have sex with Qingya.

But when he sent her to her room, he suddenly wanted to delay that time.

Because Qingya is different from other women.

If he wants those women, he will ask the Secretary to prepare a resettlement fee if he doesn't want them. In this way, he doesn't have to take care of them anymore. For those women, he can dump them without frowning, but Qingya can't.

Only because Qingya's mother once saved her mother.

It was because of that time that my mother got close to Rong's family and advised him to marry Qingya.

He stepped into the bathroom barefoot. As soon as he reached out, he unscrewed the shower head. The cold water trickled down at the speed of sound. He wanted to use the cold water to quench some strange heat in his body.

Very hot, very hot.

But he still felt hot after being covered with cold water.

The wine in the bar is strange.

But he couldn't concentrate on what to guess.

Holding water in his hand, he washed away his sweat, and casually picked up a bath towel to wipe his body.

On weekdays, a bottle of wine was nothing to him at all, but the first bottle of wine in France made him drunk.

He seems drunk, but he still seems sober.

He dried his body, threw the bath towel and walked out of the bathroom without anything.

He likes to sleep naked. That feeling makes him feel at ease and comfortable.

The room was still dark, but his body was still hot.

I don't know what happened. He was itching all over, which made him suddenly have an impulse. He wanted a woman.

I really want it.

Vaguely walked to the bed and turned on the bedside lamp as soon as he twisted his finger. He wanted to put out a cigarette to ease the confusion in his mind.

The cigarette is on the corner cabinet. It is a kind of cigarette sold in the hotel.

He reached for it, lit the match, lit the cigarette in his hand, and took the first sip. He thought that this sip of smoke would at least alleviate the discomfort caused by drunkenness.

But no, he was still suffering.

The light of the eyes turned gently from the corner. Under the dim light, a woman was lying quietly on the bed.

One glance attracted Ke Hezhe's eyes.

The side lying female body makes the woman's waist more slender.

Eh, did he go to the wrong room?

But as like as two peas, he looked down at four.

When he reached the door, Ke Hezhe opened the door and looked out. Yes, it was the third room.

In a trance, he decided that his room was the third.

Suddenly, he thought that it was Qingya.

She managed to get to his bed while he was taking a bath.

It must be.

Random analysis, I do not know whether it is true or false, but the dryness and heat in his body made him unbearable.

She brought it to the door herself.

Besides, this is what mother means.

Well, he will become Qingya. In this way, as long as he has a child, his mother won't talk about asking him to give her a grandson every day.

Is she asleep?

She was quiet and motionless. In her sight, she was like a mermaid, quietly waiting for his arrival.

For a long time, he likes to do all that in the dark.

Because of the darkness, he doesn't have to care who the scared woman is.

As long as it's a woman.

As long as it can satisfy his loss at the bottom of his heart.

The light went out when the finger fell, and the original darkness returned to the room.

With his bare feet, Ke Hezhe walked quickly and silently to the bed. His heart beat badly.

That speed, like a swimming dragon, threw itself on the bed in an instant.

It also has a fully elastic mattress.

The woman's fragrance immediately came to her face, and it seemed that there was a faint smell of bath water.

Kehezhe can't think anymore. Waves of desire in his body make him feel the woman's body only in the dark.

Soft.

Slender.

One hand fell on the woman's waist. He thought she would turn around at once, and then wrapped her body like a snake, just asking for more.

This is a trick that all his women will play now, and they are all experts in it. However, what it brings to men is pure physical satisfaction, which can not fill the emptiness of a person's heart.

The woman was still lying on the bed.

"Qingya..." he called softly. He had just arrived in Paris, and he didn't tell any of his friends in Europe this time.

In fact, he is selfish. He wants to see his mother.

The woman was still motionless.

Hands, moving upward from the woman's thin pajamas.

When she moved to her moon Hungary, the hand seemed to have roots and didn't want to move any more.

In his body, it seems that everything has reached its limit, but he is still enduring it.

He likes to let everything go slowly without illness at such a time, so that the liberation at the last moment is the most enjoyable.

This is all his subconscious response.

Finger belly, across the woman's pajamas, has touched her body.

He pinched it casually, which seemed to make the woman feel pain. With a cry, her body moved gently, and then turned her body slowly.

At this moment, she has faced him.

However, darkness makes everything no longer clear, and this is what he wants.

I can't see clearly.

In this way, there is a mysterious feeling and everything seems unreal. Then, as long as it passes, it can be forgotten.

I don't want to remember every night like this.

That is nothing more than the physiological needs of human instinct.

The faint fragrance was still there, which made him greedily suck his nose. The smell seemed to be not only the taste of bath water, but also the unique fragrance of women.

Smoke him and get drunk.

Lips, slowly falling with bow.

The outline of her small face made him find her lip flap accurately.

When the four lips slowly touched together, his body trembled fiercely. It felt as if he was familiar and strange.

But he can't figure it out and knows it constantly.

Kiss, deepening.

The lip and tongue began to work towards the sandalwood mouth full of fragrance.

What a soft lip. He likes it.

"Woo..." there was another cry ~ exhortation. How could Qingya sleep so deeply? Didn't she want him?

But when he came, she slept soundly.

She's so bad.

Feeling her body that didn't respond at all, he was a little angry.

No, he's going to light all the fires in her body.

Her teeth gnawed at her lips, and the tip of her tongue couldn't hold her cloves, but she was still lazy and let him kiss her, just like a sleepy kitten who couldn't wake up.

Annoying little thing, he really feels bad.

But although he will not fall in love with women, he likes to leave each other perfect every time he is with women, rather than making people feel that it is just a pure deal.

As if he didn't want a woman's body, and a woman didn't seem to want his money.

Because of this, as long as the women who have experience with him are confused by his tenderness, they just want to do it again and again

The hand began to lay on her with the kiss.

Move up, move up again.

But the woman in her hand doesn't seem to have much reaction. It seems that Qingya's need for him is not as strong as he imagined.

Can a woman's true love be as light as water but can't be waved away?

He doesn't understand.

Because he is a man.

The woman's tongue gradually responded. The soft and fragrant whining sound, low and weak, rang around them, just like a beautiful serenade, just against the more beautiful and picturesque night.

Paris is like a dream. If he can, he really wants to never wake up and let himself grow old and die slowly in his dream

"Really sweet..." whispered in a low voice. The kitten in his arms was very obedient and obedient. Unlike those women in his past, they always took the initiative to wrap his neck and ask for a kiss.

But I don't know why, the more the woman doesn't take the initiative, the more she provokes a desire for levy ~ service in the bottom of his heart.

Finally, he hooked her tongue into his mouth. The slippery tongue made him take a hard breath, and then wrapped it tightly. He just didn't want her to leave.

But the tip of her tongue was restlessly stirred in his mouth, causing his breathing to increase. The liquor in his body had been stirred to the extreme in the blood, "good boy." he was afraid that he would have nosebleed, and he was afraid that he would want her before she fully entered the situation.

The little hand finally climbed up his neck. She was whispering with his kiss, "ah..." at the same time, the little woman's body was also arched gently. It seemed that his kiss and the touch of his fingers gradually awakened the original desire in her body.

Listening to the low ~ singing sound, and then feeling her soft twisting like a snake, blocking his pajamas, he began to be impatient at this time.

His lips moved away from her lips. When his teeth and lips began to bite her earlobes, his hands were skillfully loosening her pajamas.

It's annoying that pajamas have buttons.

The buttons were finally untied in his impatience.

A woman's body has nothing more on her pajamas.

Soft fragrance, with a woman's shallow breath.

In this night, everything still feels like a dream.

The unreal made Gu Yaner think she was just dreaming.

Head, still painful.

In the dream, it's Ke Hezhe.

It's him.

It was like 90 days in the apartment, he kissed her lips, her Softness, and even her there.

But that feeling has long gone away from her.

But at the moment, it seemed as if the real reappearance was in her dream.

With her eyes closed, subconsciously, she didn't want to wake up.