Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

Thinking that she would be sent away tomorrow, Huangfu Xijue pressed his fiery lips on her, and he kissed her affectionately, knowing that she was not voluntary at this moment, he still couldn't help wanting her.

"Don't..." Her white teeth were slightly opened and she struggled to utter a sentence.

She didn't want him to kiss her again with his mouth that had just been kissed by someone not long ago.

"If you don't want to go back tomorrow, you can refuse." Huangfu Xijue stopped, and stared at her closely with the sharp light in the eagle eyes in the darkness.

Well, in order to go back tomorrow, she endured it.

He continued to kiss her without saying a word, but when he kissed her face, he found it was wet and hot. The little woman was obviously crying.

Huangfu Xijue stopped his movements and turned on the wall lamp sideways. The dim yellow wall lamp clearly reflected her face, and the messy hair at her temples was stained with tears from her eyes and stuck tightly to her skin.Maybe it was because he kissed her too hard just now, her lips were slightly swollen.

"Don't cry! ok?" Huangfu Xijue sat up and looked impatiently at the person lying on the bed, her tears made him flustered so that he didn't know how to proceed.

Mu Xiaoyan was sobbing, looking at him with two big watery eyes.

Huangfu Xijue wiped away her tears indiscriminately with his big palm, and then pulled her into his arms: "Go to sleep."

"Huangfu Xijue, can you go to sleep with that woman before?" She couldn't stand the smell of him, the smell of other women.

What she said made Huangfu Xijue feel stuck, and somehow wanted to explain to her that he actually had nothing to do with that woman.

But he didn't explain, he didn't need to humbly beg to comfort this woman, he glanced at her, stepped off the big bed and walked into the bathroom.

After closing the bathroom door, he turned on the shower to let the water fall from the top of his head. The wound on his face was slightly aching from the water, and he felt a fire rising up in his heart. The water temperature was directly adjusted from warm water to cold water .

He didn't take off his clothes, and the water splashed all the clothes on his body and stuck them to his skin.

Do you want to touch her, this is the last night.

Thinking of her big watery eyes... She has just grown up, and she has been asking for it for two days in a row, her small body may not be able to bear it.

After taking a cold shower for about 10 minutes, he realized that he hadn't even taken off his clothes. He took off his wet clothes and put on a bathrobe, opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Mu Xiaoyan lay on the big bed with her back facing him, her small body curled up like a wounded animal.

Hearing the sound of him opening the door, Mu Xiaoyan turned around, and couldn't help but clutch the quilt tightly with her little hands, wondering if this man would touch her tonight.

Huangfu Xijue sat on the side of the bed with his hands on his waist, that little woman was so wary of herself...

"Take a rest tomorrow morning on the plane." Well, he really can't stand her cute and pitiful look, as if he bullied her.

"Then are you sure you won't touch me?" Mu Xiaoyan looked at him timidly and spoke weakly.

Huangfu Xijue fell down and held her in his arms, he really couldn't do anything about her, he really didn't know how this woman came to him, she was so stupid and so cute.

"Don't touch it." Huangfu Xijue promised her, otherwise this little woman would not feel at ease.