Wolf's Temptation: Husband, I want you!

"Happy Birthday to myself." Emmas took the last sip of wine and smiled foolishly. The smile looked lonely and lonely.

Originally, Miss Emmas can drink, but she is in a bad mood today. She uses wine to relieve her worries. Moreover, these two bottles of wine are hidden treasures and have great strength.

After two bottles of wine, even though Emma went to the toilet several times and drained some of it, she succeeded in drinking too much. If she drank too much, she wouldn't be sad.

However, why is she dizzy, her mind still has some emotions, and she is not completely confused?! If she's drunk and unconscious.

What is the greatest sorrow in one's life? It's not that people are alive and haven't spent all their money. It's that you love someone and that person doesn't take you seriously. Sobbing

Emmas wailed at the empty bottle, apparently drunk too much.

The ghost knocked on the door for a while, but he didn't see Emmas open the door for him. He looked at the flowers in his hand. He deliberately bought them. He teased her yesterday. Looking at her depressed sample, he couldn't help teasing her. He asked the kitchen to prepare a rich dinner tonight, but when it was time for dinner, he didn't see her.

Now he knocked at the door, but he heard a terrible sound like a wolf howling inside, but he just didn't open the door for him.

The ghost turned back to his room and took the key to Emmas's room. Fortunately, he kept one before. It's really useful today.

When he entered Emmas' room, he smelled a smell of wine. The ghost looked at the unimaginable woman lying in bed and two empty wine bottles on the ground. He knew that the girl was hiding and drinking by herself.

"Yes." The ghost realized that she was doing this because of her attitude.

He put the flowers in his hand on the windowsill and turned around to teach Emmas, "it's not easy to drink so much without drinking."

Emmas opened her eyes vaguely and looked at the ghost. She felt that she had done something wrong and was caught. Suddenly she felt wrong. She celebrated her birthday today. This man was not serious. Now she taught her that she was angry. Why should she be pitifully squeezed by him, controlled by his mood, and drunk was her own business.

Drunk people are not afraid of big things. Emmas tried to open her eyes, stared round and pointed to the ghost, "I want to sleep. Who let you break into a woman's room, get out."

Get out?! The ghost's eyes are a little black. The woman's wine is as bad as ever. She used to flirt with him when she was drunk, but now she scolds him when she was drunk. It's very good.

Emmas snorted discontentedly and jumped into the soft bed again. Her whole body lay in a big font in the middle and buried her face in the quilt.

The ghost looked at a woman with bad wine and really had the impulse to strangle her. I hope she can remember what she said today tomorrow, so he can settle accounts with him.

The ghost frowned and turned around, trying to get her a wet towel to wipe her face, but unexpectedly

The face buried in the quilt suddenly lifted up. Looking at the ghost to leave, I wanted to go like this?!

"Stop! Take off your clothes! "

At the moment, Emmas is still thinking that the man looks really good in a black shirt. Emmas girl is very frustrated and leaves a drop of saliva. The black shirt outlines his perfect figure. It's really good-looking.

"What are you looking at? Let me take off your clothes." Emmas stressed again.

The ghost looked back at me with a frown. With an incredible expression, he said in a deep voice, "stop it!"

"Whatever, take off your clothes!" What's wrong with me? I just want to see what's wrong with your body? If you don't celebrate my birthday, look at your figure? Is your body that expensive.

The ghost simply ignored me and continued to lift her feet when her wine was bad.

Miss Emmas is so brave and angry with her wine! Unexpectedly, she dared to ignore her. She shook out of bed, rushed up three steps and two steps, frowned and ordered, "take it off now!"

The ghost was too lazy to care about her, and turned sideways to bypass her.

"I'm not willing to take it off, right? I'll take it off if you don't take it off." She has been self reliant since childhood.

Emmas stretched out her slender hand to untie the button in front of the ghost's chest. His body was stiff for a moment. She pushed away her white jade like hand and scolded in a slightly hoarse voice: "I said stop making trouble."

Despite his threatening drink, Emmas ignored him, staring at what she saw in front of her with blurred drunk eyes. Because she drank too much, there were always several shadows shaking in front of her eyes, but her hand didn't stop, trying to solve the ghost's shirt button.

But her jade hand fumbled in front of his chest for a long time and didn't untie a button.

The ghost only felt that his body was getting tighter and tighter, as if he had reached a point that was difficult to control

After working hard for a long time, Miss Emmas finally untied a button. She looked up proudly at the ghost much higher than her, "Hey, I untied it."

She looked up with blurred eyes, and her eyes hit the deep eyes of the ghost, but there was a surge and burning in her deep eyes as usual.

Emmas shook his head hard, "er..." belched, lowered his head and focused on the second button on his body.

Miss Emmas doesn't take the deep and hot eyes of the ghost seriously. Miss, I just want to see your figure today. I must show it to me. Just, just... It's a birthday gift.

"Hey, hey, you haven't followed me yet, little girl!" Emmas smiled heartlessly and didn't take the dark faced ghost seriously at all.

Her hand was suddenly caught, and the bottom of the ghost's eyes seemed to have a cluster of fire: "I warned you."

Emmas's head was confused and repeated, "warning..."

Warn your sister! Emmas's mouth was blocked before she could say her domineering words.

The ghost gasped and looked down at Emmas, who was obviously drunk. "I warned you that you provoked me again and again. Don't blame me."

His patience is limited.

Emmas was tightly imprisoned in her arms by the ghost. She thought, well, this man smells so good and clean. She just doesn't know why her body is suddenly so hot.

The breath of the ghost became more and more heavy and chaotic. His proud self-control was on the verge of collapse. The girl was the embodiment of a goblin. She twisted impatiently in his arms. Her eyes were as beautiful as silk. It was beautiful and fragrant.

He dangerously lifted her chin, his deep eyes looked at the elegant face, suddenly showed an evil spirit, couldn't help but lower his head and kissed the lips that fascinated him again.

The ghost had never had a woman before. He had no experience in this field, but now when he met Emmas, he didn't need any preparation. He pried her teeth with his instinctive and dexterous lips, attacked the city and occupied the land, hooked her lilac tongue, sucked and nibbled, and swept through her delicate skin.

Emmas's back ran through the current, trembled and her legs were soft. If the ghost hadn't imprisoned her, she might be paralyzed on the ground.

The ghost itself is a man who can charm people. His appearance and body have the capital to make women crazy.

Emmas, without personnel, is green and astringent but does not lose her enthusiasm. She completely hooks out the desire of the ghost to press. Emmas only feels that her body is hot. For others, what she is kissed by the ghost is like a puppet.

She was pressed on the bed by the ghost. She looked at the man with green light in her eyes. She thought shamelessly that she wanted to kiss him... To touch his... Developed muscles.

The ghost casually took off his shirt that had opened two buttons for her and pressed it recklessly.

At the last moment, Emmas suddenly had a question in her mind. I just wanted to take off your shirt. I just wanted to see your figure. What did you take off your clothes? Why did you take off my clothes? What are you doing here?!

Next, Emmas didn't know anything except her hotter body and heavier breathing

It feels like entering a zoo. First came a little rabbit with red eyes and sniffed you with its nose, then a kitten scratched you with its claws, then a dog licked you with its tongue, and finally a ferocious wolf

She's all messed up.

It's also like I'm a boat stranded on the beach. The seagulls quack and the sun is warm. After a high tide, I slide into the sea. The wind rises slowly from the cooking smoke on the sea. Then it blows bigger and stronger, which makes me stagger. Finally, the whole person is swallowed up. I know that this time I encountered a volcanic eruption

The next day, Emmas woke up with a terrible pain in her head, "Oh, I knew I wouldn't drink so much wine." She rubbed her aching head.

It's normal for her to drink and have a headache, but why does it hurt so much? It was like being run over by the train from beginning to end. There was an unspeakable smell in the air of the room. She didn't like it very much.

Because she is too tired, although she has to go to training every day, she is too lazy to get up today. After the big deal, she will be scolded by the ghost. She is too tired. She is too lazy to open her eyes, turn over and find a comfortable position to continue to sleep. Eh? What's the touch?

The feeling of procrastination in front of the chest seems strange. Close your eyes and touch it. It's elastic, strong, hot and slippery

This feeling... This feeling is good Rou feeling. There is a cool wind blowing on Emma's forehead

The eyes secretly opened a slit, and the first thing that came into view was an enlarged face. The bridge of the nose is very high, the skin is very good, slightly black and wheat, the lips are very thin, and the corners of the eyes are slightly upturned.

"Ghost?!" Emmas screamed. Why was he in her bed and looking at her with such an ambiguous expression? What happened?!