The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

The kiss was soft at first, but it gradually deepened after a while.

The fragrance of Huayu is obviously very fresh and elegant, but as their kisses gradually become stronger, the fragrance around them seems to become more intense, and the cool night wind in the evening seems to be warming up gradually, it is warmed by their passionate kisses .

Originally, he just hugged her lightly, but as the kiss deepened and intensely, the strength of his hand continued to increase, and he hugged her tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, let her and him Combined into one general.

But she couldn't resist, and she didn't want to resist him.She felt like cream, melted by his enthusiasm.She is willing to melt into his arms, she wants to merge with him...

Her response, her reaction, gave him great encouragement.

His big hands began to roam around her wantonly, lighting fires everywhere.

At night, the curtains were drawn understandingly to block out the light.

The only sound was their passionate gasps and occasional kisses in the dark silence.

Obviously, he has detected all the signs of her affection, but he will still ask in a gentlemanly way: "Is it okay? Can I love you here?"

Lan Xinhui nodded indiscriminately, but when he hugged her excitedly and wanted to attack the city immediately, she suddenly became sober. At this moment, she realized that they were on an open terrace.

If anyone is on the top floor across and next door, maybe they can see what they're doing!

"Don't be here!" She quickly stopped him.

Panting for a long time, he stopped the "car" that was out of control.

He kissed her and said on her lips: "Okay, then let's go downstairs, I have already opened the room."

It turned out that he had already settled the house, Lan Xinhui couldn't help but glared at him: "So you brought me here with ulterior motives!"

"Yes, I admitted it before, I have a plan!" Wang Zichen said softly in her ear: "You also know that I want to abduct you to bed."

She punched his thick chest with her pink fist, and said angrily, "You are too bad!"

He let her beat him with enjoyment, he laughed, and then he whispered in her ear: "What's worse, you haven't seen it yet, let's see it later..."

"Oh, you—" She wanted to run away shyly, but he caught her back and hugged her into his arms.

He tried his best to control himself, calmed down his violent breathing, and then hugged her and led her downstairs.

He had done enough homework beforehand, found a sufficiently secret passage, led her to avoid the crowds, and secretly went from the terrace to the honeymoon suite he had opened.

It was as if Lan Xinhui had been enchanted, she couldn't resist at all, like a well-behaved little girl, she let him hug her through the secret corridor and secretly went to open the room.That sneaky feeling makes people feel excited and exciting.

Infected by the smile on his face, her face was also full of smiles, and when she was with him, she couldn't help but want to smile.

The luxurious honeymoon suite was decorated with great care, but Lan Xinhui couldn't see clearly at all.

Because he had just entered the suite, the smile on Wang Zichen's face withdrew.He immediately slammed her against the kicked door, and the passionate kiss rushed again.

That kiss, or rather those kisses went from the door to the living room to the bedroom door.He has been holding her tightly, conjoined twins generally do not separate, especially the kissing lips.

When she was pushed down by him on the bed in the bedroom, her mouth was finally free to speak: "Taking a shower...uh..."

After another passionate kiss, he said on her lips: "Okay, let's go to the mandarin duck bath together."