Strong counterattack: President, bullying is too much

Having said that, Li Yunting bent down and looked at Yan Xia in his arms.

Her flushed face after taking a bath, her bright eyes like autumn water, and her soft and plump pouty jelly lips were so cute that it made his heart turmoil and excited.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Yan Xia looked up at him, her heartbeat changed from "thumping" every second to "thumping, pounding" every second...

Every time this guy stares at her obsessively and leans closer, she forgets to even breathe.

"The premise is... what?" She asked anxiously.

"Fool!"

Li Yunting cursed in a low voice, picked her up and walked towards the big bed, before he put her down, he had already kissed her until she couldn't breathe...

"Well……"

She was shy and panicked, and when he clasped his fingers on the bed and kissed him fiercely, she immediately felt how impulsive his body was.

"Stop..." She struggled hard, pushing his chest, "Don't you really want... Bi... Bi..."

Li Yunting's narrow and beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, like a cat catching a mouse: "You seem to want to try it?"

"I don't want it! I'm not feeling well today, so I can't be your pillow, so... you go back to your room and sleep!" Yan Xia shouted loudly, her hairs standing on end.

Li Yunting smiled evilly, lay sideways beside her, hugged her tightly, and pressed her against his chest.

"You're always like this. After teasing me, I just want to get out of my body without breaking a single soldier? I won't be so lucky in the future..."

"Please! You're the one teasing me!"

Yan Xia stiffened her neck and was about to refute, when she suddenly felt Li Yunting's hand lift her nightgown, that silky, slender hand was as nimble as a cat, slipping into her nightgown.

His fingertips seemed to be carrying electricity, and there was a string of tingling sensations on her waist.

She froze, grabbed his hand through her pajamas, felt his palm on her lower abdomen, she dared not even take a breath:

"Ting... Shao... You... You can't bully people like this..."

"Don't bully others, only bully my own wife, is there a problem?"

Li Yunting whispered softly in her ear, her breath and voice entwined around her ears and neck.

He ignored her trivial resistance, and suddenly slid his hand up, covering the most upright and plump part of her upper body.

His palm could only feel the smoothness of cream and the warmth of his tentacles. Her tight and exquisite curves trembled slightly under the outline of his fingertips...

Yan Xia couldn't help trembling all over. With one hand around her slender waist and the other pressing on her chest, she couldn't escape, couldn't avoid it, and timidly begged: "Young Master Ting..."

"Forgot again?!"

Li Yunting's breath fell heavily on the snowy muscles of her shoulders that were exposed when her nightgown slipped off, and she threatened in a low voice with displeasure.

Yan Xia tightly closed her eyes, her eyebrows frowned, she was extremely sad: "I... Please don't do this, okay..."

"Okay, I'll forgive you if you call me right." Li Yunting's voice was cold and unquestionable, but there was a doting and loving smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Xia bit her lip, and it took a lot of courage to gather together a call that was soft and timid, with a trace of complaint.

"husband……"

But she didn't expect that with this cry, his kiss and his hands became even rougher!

He said he would forgive him, but he didn't say how long it would take for him to forgive him!

She was like a falling maple leaf, rippling on the windy water, biting her lips and trying to endure the raging storm, but she still couldn't help but let out a low moan and trembling sound sadly...