Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Jiang Muyu was stunned for an instant, her eyes widened, and she could feel the heat on her face rising up.

Young Master Huo kissed her...

So, the impulsiveness she mentioned just now, the obligation of husband and wife...

"Close your eyes!"

The deep and hoarse voice seemed to be full of temptation.

Jiang Muyu closed her eyes subconsciously, clutching his clothes nervously with both hands, as if trying to hide her emotions, but the more she wanted to relax, the more tightly she clenched her hands.

Tossing and turning, the breathing of both of them became a little short.

Huo Beicheng looked at the little woman in his arms, watched her close her eyes desperately, her small mouth was pursed into a branch line, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he couldn't help showing a slight smile.

She is so shy and nervous now, but she was very active when she was the first time in her memory.

……

When was the first time they kissed?
He remembers clearly that when he was 15 years old, he was lying on a chair in the garden with his eyes closed.

Then it didn't take long to hear the sound of small footsteps getting closer and closer, and when they got closer, the sound of footsteps became lower.

Not long after, he felt a small hand poke and poke his face.

It wasn't until the last soft, fragrant touch came from his lips that he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the little girl who secretly kissed him.

At that time, Jiang Muyu was only ten years old. When the little girl found out that he was awake, she immediately became angry and blushed.

"Young Master Huo, how can you pretend to be asleep! Did you do it on purpose? You are so bad!"

"Young Master Huo, I don't care about you anymore, hum!"

The little girl secretly kissed him by herself, but in the end she was the first to win, with one hand on her hip and one hand pointing at him, she lost her temper, then turned around and ran away first.

At that time, he discovered for the first time that his little one... kissed so softly and sweetly.

The taste makes people can't help but want to aftertaste.

Huo Beicheng looked at Jiang Muyu who was shooting shyly in his arms, and memories flooded his mind.

Compared with the two, the little woman who looks like this now makes him a little more helpless.

……

At this moment, Jiang Muyu was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out, and her palms were covered with sweat.

Ahhhh, what should I do?
If Huo Dashao wanted to make some impulsiveness, should she flatly refuse to slap him, or should she refuse with restraint, or should she say something now?
Jiang Muyu felt that her heart was beating faster and faster, completely out of her control.

This feeling seems to have returned to the time when I secretly kissed Young Master Huo for the first time...

At that time, she clearly saw Huo Dashao lying alone in the yard and didn't move over for a long time. She wanted to tease him deliberately in her heart, so she ran over on tiptoe.

At that time, in order to confirm whether the man was really asleep, she poked him with her finger in advance.

Looking at the 15-year-old boy at that time, she murmured in her heart, "Young Master Huo is so good-looking, with beautiful eyes, good-looking beauty, a high nose, and a mouth..."

What was she thinking at the time?

It seemed to be staring at those crimson lips, and suddenly wanted to taste it.

Then, by accident, she went straight up.

Taking the initiative to "baji", she kissed First Young Master Huo's lips. Out of curiosity, she subconsciously licked it.