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

Zhao Xuelan's palms were dry and warm, and he was so considerate and gentle that he could easily make a woman fall in love with him.

What's more, Qiao Huan is his wife.

She didn't need to resist his charm.

She tilted her head and stared at him blankly, but he was still concentrating on driving. It seemed like what he said just now was an ordinary sentence, but it was not ordinary at all for Qiao Huan.

She stared at him all the way to the hotel parking lot.

The car stopped, and Qiao Huan finally came back to his senses: "Are we there yet?"

Without thinking too much, she turned sideways and tried to open the door and get out of the car, but Zhao Xuelan stopped her just as she was about to hold the door. He placed his hand on the back of her hand, his dark eyes deep, "You've been watching me all the way, and now you want to leave?"

Qiao Huan was puzzled: "Zhao Xuelan?"

The man didn't explain. He just grabbed her slender waist and lifted her onto his lap. With a slight sound, the chair was reclined 30 degrees, turning her into a very shameful posture.

The windbreaker on Qiao Huan was also stripped off.

Their bodies fit.

Qiao Huan easily felt the difference.

She looked at Zhao Xuelan in surprise. The man pressed her waist and applied a little force to make her fit better with him...

Zhao Xuelan kissed her delicate neck until she was out of breath. After a while, he whispered in her ear: "What man can stand looking at me like that all the time?"

Qiao Huan is not an innocent girl.

But she still pretended not to understand and asked hesitantly, "Then what do you want to do? Should I kiss you?"

Half of it is because I am moved, and half of it is because I want him to be happy.

She moved closer to him, and before she kissed him, his Adam's apple moved a few times, which was so sexy.

Qiao Huan stretched out her slender white fingers and gently stroked that place. She raised her eyes and looked at him straight. The man really couldn't stand the innocent look in her eyes.

Zhao Xuelan's voice was hoarse: "The second time was in the car, it was a bit too intense."

"Save it for later."

Qiao Huan blushed: "What... later!"

In fact, she knew in her heart that he doted on her very much, so she opened the car door and stepped out without caring about him... Zhao Xuelan did not stop him.

He reached out and slowly wiped the rearview mirror before getting out of the car and following Qiao Huan.

At night, there are few guests in the hotel.

In the elevator, there were only the couple, standing side by side facing the mirror in the car. Suddenly, Qiao Huan's face turned red and she complained to her husband in a low voice: "Why didn't you tidy up before coming out?"

Zhao Xuelan looked down.

The swelling on his trousers had indeed not yet subsided. If it were normal times, he would have waited in the car until it subsided, but just now he just used his coat to cover himself and chased after her, not wanting to be seen by Qiao Huan.

Zhao Xuelan remained calm and blocked it carefully.

He looked up at the red numbers on the elevator wall and said in a serious tone, "Mrs. Zhao, if you keep looking at me like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop."

Qiao Huan bit her red lips lightly, not daring to say anything more, let alone look at him any more.

When we got to the floor,

Zhao Xuelan swiped open the door of the suite and stepped aside to let Qiao Huan go in first. Qiao Huan had just walked in and before turning on the light, she was pressed against the door panel, followed by the man's overwhelming kisses.

They are already husband and wife.

No need to restrain.

Zhao Xuelan leaned close to her ear and whispered sexily, "Mrs. Zhao, you feel it too."

Qiao Huan didn't say anything.

The document bag containing the equity transfer document fell silently on the thick carpet...

She hugged Zhao Xuelan's strong waist and weakly endured his kiss.

Zhao Xuelan showed no restraint at all.

He looked down at her, his neck was covered in sweat, and his black eyes were filled with a kind of openness that could make a woman's heart beat, which was very attractive.

Qiao Huan raised her head and looked back into his eyes.

Looking at each other like this, feeling so special, Qiao Huan soon couldn't bear it, but the man lowered his head and kissed her lips lightly, coaxing gently: "Stay with me for a while."

Qiao Huan put her arms around his neck and closed her eyes to enjoy the man's tenderness.

After a while, he carried her to the bed.

The clothes fell to the ground.

Zhao Xuelan held her fingers together. In his heart, he longed to have a child, the fruit of his love with Qiao Huan.

Thinking that Qiao Huan might be pregnant with his child, Zhao Xuelan felt the same way again.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, and the caller number was——

【Shen Chuyin】