Wrongly married sweet marriage, the president's contract wife

The next morning.

"Crash."

Qiao Ran was awakened by the sound of bathing water in the bathroom.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly opened them.The curtains have been drawn, letting in the morning sunlight.

Beside the bed, Zuo Chenye's clothes were thrown all over the floor, messy as if something happened last night.

Qiao Ran sat up from the sofa and was about to get off the ground.

Zuo Chenye came out of the bathroom, his black hair was drenched, and water droplets kept slipping down, dripping onto his sexy chest.His face was tense, stained with water droplets, and his resolute lines appeared more three-dimensional.

The white bath towel is wrapped around the belly button, which is extremely sexy.

Strong physique, strong muscle lines, slender legs.

It was dark last night, and now it's so bright.

See more clearly and more realistically.

Thinking of what she did boldly last night, Qiao Ran blushed instantly. After all, she hadn't had much contact with men, so standing "naked" in front of her naturally couldn't bear it.

She turned her face away and looked elsewhere.

"You helped me change into my pajamas last night?" Zuo Chenye raised his eyebrows, his eyes were like falcons, and he squinted at her.

"Yes, I changed it."

It's impossible for Qiao Ran not to admit it.

"I don't seem to vomit, do I need to change it?" Zuo Chenye's eyes had strange flames jumping, "Also, how could I sleep in this room."

It seems that he doesn't remember anything after he got off the car yesterday.

"You were drunk last night. I was the one who drove home. Grandma was staring at us downstairs, so I had to bring you here. Can't grandma find out that we didn't sleep in the same room?" Qiao Ran explained awkwardly.

Early in the morning, is he angry to get up?

He is a man, why does it matter if she helps him change his clothes?

She didn't care.

He frowned slightly, approached her with strides, and asked forcefully, "Really? Why do I feel that you are always trying to take off my clothes?"

"I'm sick." Qiao Ran frowned, stood up from the sofa, and wanted to push him away who was coming up step by step.

Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, she obviously covered it up, did he notice the clue?

He took a quicker step to grab her wrist.

The palm of his hand was slightly hot, maybe it was because of the bath just now.

Even she felt hot and dry.

She wanted to break free from him, but couldn't shake him.

"Do you know?" He moved closer to her, and the distance between them was almost zero. "Men and women are in the same room, no one can be a saint. You are playing with fire."

This woman seduced him again and again, and now she is pretending to be innocent.

All of a sudden, the air pressure rose, disintegrating his reason.

He pressed down on the back of her head and kissed her.

The fresh mint smell poured into her nose, between her lips and teeth, and even into her heart and lungs.

She froze, her mind blank.

Feeling violated, instinct made her raise her hand.

He left her lips, pinched her wrist in an instant, and pinned her hand behind his back, with dark red flames burning in the bottom of his eyes, "Do you want to hit me a second time?"

He covered her lips again.

Ferocity is like a beast that opens a gate.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and she only felt that she was about to suffocate and was about to be swallowed by him.

She wanted to push him away, but he clasped her hands behind his back with one hand, making her unable to move, and could only let him violate her wantonly.

She was kissed so that her whole body trembled slightly, the more trembling, the more ruthlessly he kissed her.

Men are like this, the more they resist, the more they want.