Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi like this, frowned tightly, sat on the edge of the bed, put his face close to Zhao Lingxi's ear, and asked in a cold voice: "Zhao Lingxi, do you know who I am?"
When he asked this question, he stared at Zhao Lingxi for a moment, really afraid that other people's names would come out of her mouth.

Cheng Huaiqing's breath sprayed on Zhao Lingxi's cheeks, and Zhao Lingxi, who was in a daze, only felt a wet and sticky feeling on his cheeks, which was very comfortable, and he flapped his little hands in the direction of Cheng Huaiqing, and mumbled in his mouth: " Huai Qing, I want... Huai... you are... Huai Qing..."

When Cheng Huaiqing heard Zhao Lingxi call his name, his face brightened, and the desire that had been suppressed for a long time exploded at this moment.

He pulled off his wet clothes and threw them on the ground.

As soon as she felt the icy cold covering her body, Zhao Lingxi wrapped her small hands around Cheng Huaiqing's neck, she only wanted more now.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi's appearance, Cheng Huaiqing only felt that the fire in his body could almost ignite a three thousand li ice field.

This was the first time that Zhao Lingxi took the initiative since they were together for so long.A black light flashed in Cheng Huaiqing's eyes, his head lowered slightly, lying on Zhao Lingxi's neck, and asked again: "Lingxi, do you know who I am?"
Zhao Lingxi rubbed his neck against Cheng Huaiqing's mouth, and replied with a sticky voice: "You are Huaiqing, Huaiqing..."

A smile flickered across Cheng Huaiqing's face, and he gently brushed Zhao Lingxi's hair to his ear with his big hand, and continued, "Then do you love me?"
The one who answered him was Zhao Lingxi leaning on him even harder. After a long time, Zhao Lingxi finally replied with difficulty: "I love you, I want to..."

Zhao Lingxi didn't know how attractive she was now, Cheng Huaiqing only felt that he was not torturing Zhao Lingxi, but himself.

Taking a deep breath, he said in a hoarse voice, "Ling Xi, call me husband, and I'll give you my husband."

Cheng Huaiqing's slightly hoarse voice was fatally tempting to the current Zhao Lingxi. She followed Cheng Huaiqing's words and said, "Honey, I want to..."

The short three words were spat out from Zhao Lingxi's mouth with difficulty, and Cheng Huaiqing felt as if his brain had exploded, and all his rationality disappeared instantly.

He leaned against Zhao Lingxi's ear and said in a low voice, "You have to remember what you said last night."

The lotus-shaped chandelier above the head exudes soft light, scattered on the charming of this room.

The next morning, there was inexplicably heavy rain outside the window, and the rain beat on the thick glass of the hotel.

Zhao Lingxi was woken up by the sound of rain, and slowly opened his eyes, feeling his head was very heavy, and his eyes were blurred.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes vigorously, only to feel that her arm was filled with lead, and it was so heavy that it was very difficult to even lift it up.

Sensing a heavy body on her body, her mind suddenly became clearer, and she tried her best to open her eyes wide. Looking at Cheng Huaiqing's somewhat blurred handsome face in front of her, Zhao Lingxi's heart finally settled down a little.

Looking at Cheng Huaiqing blankly, the memory slowly came back in her mind: She remembered having dinner with Jiang Haitao last night, who was drugged by Jiang Haitao, and later, she saw Cheng Huaiqing came to rescue her, and then...

She patted her head vigorously, but she couldn't remember anything, only felt that her head was hurting badly.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Huaiqing was awakened by Zhao Lingxi's slap on the head. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Lingxi frowning tightly, and his small hand kept patting his head. The big hand grasped Zhao Lingxi's small hand, and there was a hint of sound in his voice. With the unique hoarseness of getting up early.

"I..." Zhao Lingxi looked up at Cheng Huaiqing, with tears in his eyes.

"No need to say anything." Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's tangled appearance, feeling distressed in his heart, gently stroked her blushing cheeks with his big hand, and said softly: "Don't deliberately recall unhappy things."

"En." Zhao Lingxi nodded like a docile kitten, without resisting Cheng Huaiqing's touch at all, and a smile flashed in Cheng Huaiqing's eyes.

Suddenly, Zhao Lingxi raised his head again, and asked in a low voice: "Did I have anything yesterday, did I..."

When she spoke, she looked at Cheng Huaiqing tentatively, her long eyelashes covered the emotions in her eyes, and only her low voice showed the worry in her heart.

"What are you thinking about?" Cheng Huaiqing naturally understood what Zhao Lingxi was thinking. He rubbed her hair with his big hands, looked into Zhao Lingxi's eyes, and said firmly, "You are my woman, and no one can touch her."

"You are my woman." The six words hit Zhao Lingxi's heart heavily. She only felt that a certain part of her heart was collapsing. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, enveloping the whole of her breath. It's all the faint cologne smell on Cheng Huaiqing's body.

Trying hard to convince myself in my heart to ignore the breath around me.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhao Lingxi's eyes became a little clearer, and he forced himself to say in a cold voice, "Thank you last night."

"Huh?" Cheng Huaiqing heard something wrong with Zhao Lingxi's sudden tone, his eyes flashed with deep thought, he wrapped his arms around Zhao Lingxi's body, and said softly: "You are my woman, I should do anything for you, what do you say? Thanks?"
Looking at Cheng Huaiqing's deep eyes, Zhao Lingxi felt that she was about to sink into them, moved her body, moved her body a little away from Cheng Huaiqing's embrace, and said, "Didn't we agree to be friends?"
The soreness from her body clearly reminded her of what happened last night. When she said this, she seemed very weak.

Slightly closing his eyes, he thought Cheng Huaiqing would get angry again.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the anger he imagined. He opened his eyes and met Cheng Huaiqing's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Zhao Lingxi only felt a chill and a bad premonition in his heart.

Cheng Huaiqing slightly opened his thin lips, and his pleasant voice echoed in Zhao Lingxi's ears: "I remember that's not what you said when you begged me last night."

She only felt a "hum" in her head, and her little face was instantly filled with blood, and her face was so hot that she felt as if she was about to explode.

I don't know if it's the remnants of the medicine from last night, but Zhao Lingxi just felt that Cheng Huaiqing's small action just seduced her and made her whole body itch.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's flushed little face, pressed a shallow kiss on the corner of her mouth, and said in Zhao Lingxi's ear with an evil smile: "It seems that your body is more honest than your mouth. ".

When Zhao Lingxi realized it, even his skin was stained with a blush.

She looked at Cheng Huaiqing in front of her in amazement, only then did she realize that there was a playful smile on his face.

Only his hoarse voice sounded in her ears again: "Lingxi, your heart is really cruel. When you want, I will help you without hesitation, but, you..."

His voice became sad again. After speaking, he took Zhao Lingxi's little hand and stuffed it under the quilt.

Zhao Lingxi withdrew her little hand as if she had been electrocuted, and felt the temperature from her hand instantly spread all over her body.

The soreness in her body reminded her that her body was obviously overused yesterday.

She looked at Cheng Huaiqing warily, her thin body couldn't bear his ferocity.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's vigilant eyes, stretched out his hand to scratch her nose, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"I know you were tired last night, don't worry, I won't..." As he spoke, his eyes swept over Zhao Lingxi.

Zhao Lingxi only felt that his gaze was like an X-ray, able to penetrate the quilt and shoot at her skin, her body tensed instinctively, and she felt a burning pain between her legs, and she let out a sharp gasp.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's distressed look and asked with concern.

Zhao Lingxi's little face, which had just retreated a little bit, was full of blood again, hot and hot, and moved her lips. Not knowing how to answer Cheng Huaiqing's question, she said awkwardly: "No, it's okay."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked to the side, not daring to look at Cheng Huaiqing's face.

Cheng Huaiqing seemed to understand something instantly, with a smile in his eyes, he said softly: "Get up."