No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Qiao Xun lowered his eyes and saw his miserable appearance from the corner of his eye.

The two bodies were pressed against each other.

Under the silk skirt, two slender legs rested on both sides of his body. Lu Ze's dark trousers made her skin fairer and more delicate, making her feel slimy just looking at her.

Qiao Xun's long eyelashes trembled slightly: "I'm not in the mood."

Her tone was more or less pleading: "How about another day?"

Lu Ze lazily leaned back on the chair and stared at her lightly, his protruding Adam's apple sliding up and down in a manly manner... Qiao Xun's body shrank back slightly, Lu Ze reached out to touch her face and asked in a low voice: "Afraid?"

He didn't wait for her answer, he held her by the back of her neck and leaned towards him. Qiao Xun thought he wanted to kiss her, so when she leaned in, she opened her red lips, trying to accept him softly.

Lu Ze pressed his palm a little harder,

Qiao Xun was stunned. She looked up at him...

Lu Ze's dark eyes were unfathomable, with a sense of abstinence controlled by a superior... To be honest, Lu Ze like this was very attractive. Qiao Xun was convinced that as long as he extended an olive branch, many women would do anything for him.

It's anything!

Her little head was pressed against his neck, and next to her red lips was his Adam's apple, rolling up and down sexily.

Qiao Xun is a mature woman,

She guessed what he wanted her to do. He spent a lot of money to embarrass the Lu family. He wanted her to go back with him and become Mrs. Lu, not just as a vase or an ornament. What he wanted was nothing more than equal value.

To please him and please him is her value!

Qiao Xun has never done anything like this.

She slowly leaned forward and placed her soft red lips on his pure male Adam's apple, trying to please him and make him happy in every way she could imagine...

She was humiliated and never raised her eyes or looked at him.

The black hair was held, and her little head was forced to tilt up slightly. When she was stunned, Lu Ze's hot lips covered hers and kissed her deeply.

He pressed her head with one hand and her waist with the other, giving her a strong feeling.

Qiao Xun couldn't stand this.

She shouted in a low voice: "Lu Ze, don't be like this..."

Lu Ze stopped. He leaned against her forehead and breathed softly. After a while, his voice was low and hoarse: "The company still has some things to deal with! Wait for me in the lounge."

Qiao Xun saw what he meant.

It doesn't matter whether she has the needs of a woman or not. What's important is that he wants it. He wants to possess her as quickly as possible so that she has no way out and that she has no thoughts.

Just imagine, if she had sex with him again, how could she be with He Jitang again?

Murder and punish the heart, but so!

Qiao Xun didn't resist anymore. She lay on his shoulder and let him gently arrange her clothes... He gently pulled up the pair of thin stockings, and she heard him whisper in her ear very manly: "Are you feeling it?"

Obviously I feel ashamed,

Qiao Xun still pretended not to care: "I'm not frigid!"

Lu Ze snorted lightly: "Didn't you feel a little cold before? Why did you suddenly feel better? Did He Jitang cure your heart disease?"

Qiao Xun looked at the front of the car and said in a calm tone: "Lu Ze, if you insist on finding your own trouble, I won't stop you!"

Lu Ze said nothing more and stepped on the accelerator lightly.

After a 20-minute drive, he was obviously not in a good mood, so as soon as he arrived at the top-floor office of Lu Group, he carried Qiao Xun into the lounge.

With my feet, the door closed gently.

Qiao Xun was stripped off by him and pressed onto the soft big bed. He stared at her condescendingly!

He was well-dressed.

This was so humiliating. Qiao Xun's nose was slightly red and his voice was choked: "Lu Ze, you bastard!"

Lu Ze stared at her -

After a long time, he lowered his head mysteriously and said softly: "Isn't it as gentle as him?"

Qiao Xun bit his lip.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ze let her go easily. He raised his body and walked to the side to open the closet. He took out a dark gray shirt and gave it to her: "Put it on to sleep! The Lu family has taken over the hospital, Lin Xiao will be fine." !”

Qiao Xun held up his shirt to cover his delicate body.

Lu Ze's eyes were burning and his Adam's apple could not help but roll slightly, but he still walked out after a while.

The door opened and closed gently.

Qiao Xun was indeed very tired. From Lin Xiao's accident to now, she would not sleep for more than three hours a day, but she actually slept for 6 hours this time...

When I woke up, it was nightfall.

The light in the lounge was dim, with only a little bit of city neon coming out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a few colorful lights in the room...

Lu Zejing stood by the window, taking off his suit jacket and wearing only a shirt and trousers.

His back was slender and straight, which was very suitable for Oriental women to cuddle up against. I remember that there were many times when Qiao Xun couldn't help hugging him from behind when they were newly married, but Lu Ze always refused.

He only wants sex, not love.

Whenever she thinks of those memories, Qiao Xun will always feel sad and mind... She sat up and leaned against the bed, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's time for me to go back!"

Lu Ze turned around and looked at her quietly. With the light behind him, Qiao Xun couldn't see his expression clearly.

I watched this for a long time,

Lu Ze suddenly walked towards her. He leaned over to hold the head of the bed with one hand and pulled her thin shoulder with the other, and kissed her... Qiao Xun resisted for a moment and then he stretched his hand into the quilt, his black eyes in the dim light. Full of aggression, the way he stared at her seemed to melt her away, which was intriguing.

They were like this, calmly...

He kept looking at her face and her expression, not missing any change.

At night, it becomes hot and humid due to thin sweat.

The moonlight penetrated the glass and shone on his handsome face. A drop of hot sweat dripped from his forehead, showing his great patience. He gently touched her face and murmured hoarsely: "Qiao Xun, I'm afraid you will regret it. "

He was deeply connected to her.

When the passion was most unbearable, he leaned in her ear, and his pure masculine hoarse voice trembled: "Qiao Xun, do you hate me, hate me for forcing you back... If you don't hate me, why don't you hate me? You don’t want to make a sound, you obviously have feelings, why do you have to suppress yourself so hard?”

Qiao Xun buried his face deeply into the pillow.

It would be too pretentious to say she hated him, because she had received a favor.

But to say that she doesn’t have any regrets or unwillingness is actually to deceive herself...