Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

At 04:30 in the morning, it was really foggy, and at this time, Zijun and Tong Zhenyu had just walked to the mountain bag.

"Look, you're just a crow's mouth," Zijun said, rolling his eyes at him.

Tong Zhenyu just laughed, pinched her bulging cheeks and said, "What's a crow's mouth? It's called knowing the sky, do you understand?"

"Okay, you know how to look at the sky, so why don't you see if the sun will rise tomorrow morning?" Zijun didn't argue with him on topics he didn't understand.

"Tch." Tong Zhenyu laughed out loud: "It won't rain tomorrow, and there will be sun too. Isn't the sun in the morning called sunrise?"

"..."

Only then did Zijun realize that he had said something wrong, and quickly corrected him: "No, what I mean is, will there be a morning glow?"

"The sky is clear and there is no fog at all. There must be a sunrise, but not necessarily a morning glow." Tong Zhenyu said hesitantly.

Well, Zhang Zijun doesn't understand the weather at all, so she can listen to what Tong Zhenyu says, the only thing she prays for is that it won't rain, if it rains, she and Tong Zhenyu probably won't even have a place to hide.

But sometimes, the more you look forward to something, the more it happens. Even Tong Zhenyu, a meteorological expert, still doesn't see through the weather.

The sky was clear tomorrow, so it was said that it would not rain, but they were just about to sit down on the big rock on the cliff, but it suddenly started raining at this time.

It rained temporarily, but it was a bit heavy, and they had to hide under a big tree next to them.

"Hey, you can't hide under the tree when it rains," Zhang Zijun reminded Tong Zhenyu who pulled him to hide under the tree: "We learned this common sense when we were in elementary school."

"That's when it's thundering and raining, and it's raining heavily," Tong Zhenyu retorted: "Does the rain look like a rainstorm? It's not thundering, just a little drizzle, and you'll be fine if you hide under a big tree for a while."

That's what I said, but although the drizzle was not heavy, it didn't stop, and after a long time under the tree, it naturally rained again.

"There seems to be a small thatched hut over there," Zijun pointed his finger not far away, "I don't know if there is a door, why don't we go and have a look, and take shelter from the rain for a while."

"What kind of hut? It's a place for those who go up the mountain to rest when they're tired. The house is made of wood, so it should be a log cabin." Tong Zhenyu corrected her.

"It doesn't matter if it's a log cabin or a hut, let's go and have a look and talk about it. I hope the door isn't locked." Zijun didn't care about arguing with him, and after saying this, he had already taken the lead and ran towards the cabin.

The distance is not far, only 100 meters, and I ran there in a few steps.

The two of them were not so lucky. Although the door of the cabin was closed, it was not locked, so with a little push with their hands, the door was pushed open.

There is no light inside the door, and of course it is impossible to install lights in this kind of log cabin that provides people with a rest after climbing mountains during the day.

Fortunately, there are windows on all sides of the cabin, and the dim street lights not far away shine in from the windows, and the situation inside can be vaguely discerned.

In fact, it is very simple. There are only two stools and a large wooden barrel, and this wooden barrel looks like a wine barrel used to steam wine in ancient times.

"Thank goodness, at least we don't have to get in the rain," Zijun said as he quickly closed the door and looked at Tong Zhenyu who sat down on the bench.

"Sit down." Tong Zhenyu pulled her to sit down beside him.

"Ouch," Zijun stood up immediately after sitting down, touched the back with his hands, and couldn't help muttering: "There seems to be something on the stool, nail meat."

Tong Zhenyu just laughed, and pulled her to sit on his lap: "These don't nail the meat, do they? How about sitting on a meat pad?"

Zijun's face turned red immediately, and he couldn't help struggling and said: "I'd better sit on the stool, I guess there is something waiting on the stool just now, I just wipe it off."

"Don't move around," he hugged her tightly, breathing warmly into her ear with his thin lips: "The consequences of moving around are very serious."

"Consequences?" Zhang Zijun, who was half a beat behind, was stunned for a moment, and he didn't realize it until his back was pressed against a stick as hot as fire and as hard as iron.

"Don't hug her so tightly," Zijun reminded softly, "It was hot in the first place, but now the two of them are even hotter when they stick together."

"Then what do you mean. No need to hug?" Tong Zhenyu asked meaningfully.

Zhang Zijun didn't react at all, and nodded his head foolishly: "Well, you'd better stop hugging me, let's sit in our own places, that's probably not the case."

Before he could say the hot words, his kiss had already landed on her fragrant shoulders, because she was wearing a suspender dress without even that thin layer of fabric.

His kiss was hot and penetrating, and he took a bite with a little force, as if he wanted to pass the whole desire/desire to her through this kiss.

She grinned her teeth in pain, and was about to push him hard, but his kiss had already quickly chased up from her shoulders, and before she had time to react, her lips had already lost their hold.

This is their second intimate contact tonight.

The first time in the cabin, she had been forced back by his strength and ferocity to the point that she had no strength to fight back, but this second time. .

She didn't expect that she was so useless, and even her breath was taken away by him so quickly.

Tong Zhenyu kissed his little wife very patiently, and patted her on the back lightly, once and for all, to appease her temper, as if loving and protecting a treasure.

He wanted her stiff body to soften slowly, he wanted her to let go of her fear and anxiety, and let her know that she didn't need to be afraid of anything when he was by her side.

His body, which was originally very hot from walking, is now so passionately involved, let alone Tong Zhenyu, even Zhang Zijun, his tense body quickly softened.

Tong Zhenyu felt the changes in her body, hugged her in his arms, turned around hastily, and put her on the big tilted wooden barrel.

"Tong Zhenyu!" Zhang Zijun couldn't help exclaiming.

Her voice trembled, he was.What does he mean by that, him.What do you want to do?

In fact, I vaguely guessed it in my heart, but I still couldn't believe it, after all, it was here. .

There was a large wooden barrel against her back, and the thin fabric of the suspender skirt could not stop the stiffness of the wooden barrel, and she struggled to get up.

However, he bullied her at an extremely fast speed, with his wrist pressed against her side, completely refusing to give her the right to struggle and escape.

Zhang Zijun became tense instinctively, trembling physically and mentally, and even his voice trembled: "Tong Zhenyu...don't."

She doesn't want it, she doesn't want it here, in her subconscious mind, this kind of thing should be in the room, in a private place that belongs to two people, and moreover, it should be on the bed. .

The sex between husband and wife is also called rolling sheets, there is not even a bed here, let alone sheets, how to roll?

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