Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

When he turned on the light, he found someone sitting on the sofa, which frightened Yan Hui a lot.

Caressing her chest, Yan Hui sat down at the dining table, where the cake she made was still there, but the food was taken away.

The vase on the table is still there.

"What are you doing sitting here at this time..." Shouldn't you be going to sleep?

Ling Yue was also upset by waiting, he didn't expect Yan Hui to go for so long.

He regretted it when he walked out, he should have stayed and watched what they had to say!
But he had already left, and Ling Yue couldn't keep his face from listening to the corner, so he had no choice but to go home first, thinking that Yan Hui would be back soon.

Who would have thought that Yan Hui would delay her return until this time, what did they say that took so long?
Before Yan Hui finished speaking, Ling Yue interrupted Yan Hui.

"You wish I could go to sleep, and then you don't know when you're coming back?" Ling Yue was furious at Yan Hui's words.

He has been holding back since Yan Hui received the call, holding back his jealousy.

After waiting for such a long time, Ling Yue's temper suddenly exploded, and today he is destined not to simply expose it like this.

Han Liang called Yan Hui away with a phone call, so what is he?

At this time, Yan Hui just came back, what did she do before.

He is her husband, Han Liang is nothing, does Yan Hui know this?
"I did this because..."

"Because of what, talking to Han Liang, what other things will happen now." Ling Yue said, approaching Yan Hui, leaning on the table, wrapping Yan Hui on the chair, looking at Yan Hui Eyes, mouth spit out indifferent words.

"Did you do something else with him shamelessly, that's why you didn't come back until now. Did you think about not coming back when you called, so you can tell me. "

The angrier he got, the more flat Ling Yue acted. He said these hurtful words, and the expression on Ling Yue's face was also flat.

But from his attitude, he could smell danger, and it wasn't as plain as he acted.

"Why, how can you say that about me." Yan Hui was hurt by Ling Yue's words, and she felt that it was too poisonous to tear Ling Yue's mouth.

"I'm just..." Before Yan Hui could finish speaking, Ling Yue interrupted her again.

"You're just, you're just, you're just what, you just went to see your friend on my birthday. Yan Hui, do you know that you are already married, you are already my wife. Your so-called friend, That is, knowing that you are married, to confess to you. Heh."

As Ling Yue was talking, his voice became louder, shaking in Yan Hui's ears, beating in Yan Hui's heart, and circled back and forth.

"...Well, let it go..." Just when Yan Hui was about to say something, Ling Yue directly kissed Yan Hui's lips.

Of course Yan Hui refused to be treated so roughly, and struggled vigorously, but compared with Ling Yue's strength, it was really insignificant.

The more Yan Hui struggled, the more irritable Ling Yue became, and he grabbed Yan Hui even harder.Ling Yue squeezed Yan Hui's two wrists with his left hand, and clasped the back of Yan Hui's head with his right hand.

In his mouth, he used his tongue to flick back and forth in Yan Hui's mouth, completely lacking the usual gentleness.

Unable to move her hands, Yan Hui raised her foot, intending to kick Ling Yue away.Being controlled and forced to kiss like this, even if the object is Ling Yue, it is uncomfortable.

Kissing is such a beautiful thing, but Ling Yue has turned it into torture.

Before he could lift his feet completely, Ling Yue stretched out one leg, and pressed Yan Hui's legs on the chair, and at the same time moved his body closer to Yan Hui, chest to chest.

The anger in her heart turned into fire in her body after kissing Yan Hui.

At the moment when Ling Yue kissed deeper and deeper, Yan Hui stopped struggling.It's okay not to cooperate, just don't resist.

Ling Yue was intoxicated by it, wanting to take a step further, asking for more, pain came from the base of his tongue.

The tongue that penetrated into Yan Hui's throat was bitten hard by Yan Hui's upper and lower teeth.

Ling Yue was shocked by the pain, and his movements paused.The whole tongue is numb.

Yan Hui took the opportunity to leave Ling Yue's control, and said with a little shortness of breath, "Calm down, listen to me?"

Ling Yue looked at Yan Hui with deep eyes, just when Yan Hui thought he would let go of him and listen to her explanation seriously, Ling Yue kissed her again.

This time, Yan Hui was not given a chance at all, and went deep into Yan Hui's throat again and again, causing Yan Hui to vomit intermittently.

The feeling of vomiting came, and Yan Hui struggled even harder, pushing Ling Yue away with all her strength, Yan Hui turned to the side and vomited out.

The bread that I ate today, the raw ones have not been fully digested until now, the oars are mixed together, it looks disgusting.

And Ling Yue watched Yan Hui spit it out, and his face became more gloomy, "Are you so unwilling to kiss me? You even spit it out disgustingly. Is it because you only feel disgusted when you are with him?"

The fire on his body was almost quenched by Yan Hui's bite.

Seeing Yan Hui's vomiting, Ling Yue felt chills in his heart.There was a pain in the heart, Ling Yue thought, is this the feeling of heartache?

Yan Hui didn't know what was going on with her. Of course, she would feel like vomiting when her throat was pressed, but she never thought that she would actually vomit it out.

After being spat out like this, Yan Hui's mood became extremely bad, she couldn't figure out why Ling Yue was so angry.

She went to visit Han Liang, didn't he follow her?She has nothing good, should she call Han Liang over to prove her innocence?

She didn't answer his phone calls, thinking that today was his birthday, Yan Hui endured it, and now she vomited like this, with snot and tears coming out.

Seeing Yan Hui who vomited a little better, Ling Yue took some tissues from the table and gave them to her.Yan Hui didn't want to pay attention to Ling Yue at all now, looking at the tissue handed over, Yan Hui stretched out his hand to beat it.

Ling Yue didn't hold the tissue too hard, but when Yan Hui stretched out his hand to open it, the tissue fell to the ground.

Ling Yue, who was already in a bad mood, felt even worse seeing Yan Hui's "unfamiliarity".

"What else do you want to do?" Ling Yue asked back, with impatience in his voice, he felt that Yan Hui was making trouble for no reason, he had already given in, what else could he do?
Yan Hui supported her chest, and another vomit stuck to her lips, looking a little embarrassed.

Ling Yue took some paper again, intending to wipe it for Yan Hui himself.

"What can I do?" Yan Hui avoided Ling Yue's wiping, muttered softly, and Ling Yue felt uncomfortable.

Yan Hui stood up from the chair, intending to leave here, but was blocked by Ling Yue.