The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

Meng Zimo crawled out of the bed with a blushing face. She was wearing a bathrobe, which had become loose after tossing and turning in the bed.

The spring scenery on her chest was clearly visible, and Meng Zimo only felt a burning gaze falling on her.

"Ah! Wait, let me change my clothes and then give you a massage." She held the open part of her bathrobe tightly with both hands, and after saying that, she was ready to get out of bed and change into pajamas.

Unexpectedly, a big warm hand grabbed her hand and pulled it hard, and Meng Zimo sat directly in his arms.

Chen Yuye's hand brushed across her face, "Mo'er, why bother?"

If he puts it on now, it will take a long time later. Chen Yuye doesn't want such a good thing to be delayed by these slow things.

"You, Chen Yuye, please don't be so flirty!" Meng Zimo looked at Chen Yuye's wolf-like eyes and suddenly felt flustered.

After all, the last time Chen Yuye was aroused, I had my period, and he hadn't touched me for almost two months. Besides, the Chinese New Year was coming, and he was busy at work, dealing with year-end work recently, and sometimes he was so busy that he couldn't even go home.

Whenever Meng Zimo thought of him at night, she would forgive him for the shameful things he had done. Every time he got off work, he would kiss her. When their love was deeply rooted, Meng Zimo would push him away, and he would restrain himself.

Meng Zimo is also busy with studio matters every day. She and Fan Wenjuan work non-stop, hoping to put it on the agenda after the Spring Festival.

Today, we have the right time, right place, and right people.

"Mo'er, I want to do it." Chen Yuye wanted to tell her about his depression over the past two months, but this little woman was still rejecting him. How uncomfortable he felt!

Today he couldn't bear it anymore and didn't want to endure it anymore.

"Don't look at me like that, baby, you need to control yourself, okay?"

Meng Zimo stretched out her slender jade fingers to block his mouth, "I know what you are going to say, but what? You have maintained it very well, keep going, come on."

Meng Zimo said that she wanted to leave his arms while he was dying, but Chen Yuye seemed to know her intention and his arm around her waist suddenly retracted.

"Baby, you're so attractive." He lifted her chin and forced her to look directly at him, "and I really can't help it."

Meng Zimo looked at him and saw the corners of his eyes were red. Under the warm light of the bedside lamp, his whole face was full of temptation, making people unable to look away after just one look.

As her thoughts were immersed in that, Chen Yuye's face slowly enlarged in front of Meng Zimo's eyes.

When their lips touched, the pleasant minty scent of his body filled my nose, controlling and occupying all the thoughts in my brain.

She felt that her mind was about to lose its balance, and his warm big palm had quickly reached the peak without her knowing when.

After a while, the sound of his chest rising and falling could be heard, and his breathing became more and more disordered.

Meng Zimo was gently placed on the soft bed by him, and Chen Yuye's strong chest was pressing against her.

His kiss was passionate and urgent, going all the way down from her neck, kissing every inch of her snow-white skin.

As time passed, her sweet voice echoed throughout the room. The night sky outside the window was filled with colorful fireworks, which perfectly reflected what was happening in the room.

He seemed like a possessed man and could always easily make her lose her mind and love. His breath beat on her thighs, and his movements of leaning over were light and gentle. When his soft lips touched her, Meng Zimo only felt numb all over and let out a soft moan.

The interweaving of different touches made her moan continuously.

Under the illumination of the fireworks, the misty sight filled every corner of the room with ambiguity and recklessness. Chen Yuye stood up and approached, "Baby, do you like this feeling?"

Meng Zimo was almost ashamed to death when being questioned by Chen Yuye. She bit her lips tightly. Thinking of her decadent look just now, Meng Zimo felt so embarrassed.

Seeing her blushing face, Chen Yuye raised the corner of his mouth beautifully, and with his hands interlocked, he called silently in the quiet night, "Don't wear it tonight, okay?"

His intoxicated eyes seemed to have magic. He gazed at her deeply, like a pool of clear spring water rippling with waves.

Meng Zimo nodded slowly, two young and passionate hearts beating wildly, and he gently bit her earlobe.

I don’t know how long it took, but after the storm came the calm. Meng Zimo only felt that she had been tortured from the early morning until dawn.

She felt like she was falling apart. It was just dawn and Meng Zimo only felt a faint light on her face, and then she was shrouded in darkness again.

Chen Yuye got up, pulled the curtains, then went back to bed and hugged Meng Zimo in his arms.

The pair of hot big hands naturally placed on Ao Ting's peak.

Keep fiddling with it.

Meng Zimo could clearly feel the changes in the man behind her. In a daze, Meng Zimo just felt that this man had been hungry for too long and was really terrible.

We can play all night long.

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An Xijie and Xuan Ran were not much better off. After leaving Chen Yuye's house, An Yuhan didn't know who to send back first. "Brother, you two." An Yuhan stuttered.

"Let me take you home first!" An Xijie leaned back in the back seat and arranged for An Yuhan.

He turned around and looked at Xuan Ran, whose face was flushed, "Okay!"

An Yuhan got out of the car after arriving home, and An Xijie got out of the car and sat in the driver's seat and quickly left home.

He originally wanted An Yuhan to take them to An Xijie's residence, but An Xijie was afraid that it would be unsafe for her to go back alone, so he asked her to drive back home before leaving.

"Drive slower!" An Yuhan said worriedly, standing in front of the car and waving to An Xijie.

"Well, not far." An Xijie's house is not far from the An family.

An Xijie drove towards his residence in a hurry. As soon as he got out of the car, he quickly opened the back door. Xuan Ran leaned against the car with a slightly red face.

It was really tempting, "Come, I'll hug you."

An Xijie stretched out his hands to ask her to get down, but Xuan Ran pouted and breathed, closing her eyes as if she was about to fall asleep.

An Xijie couldn't wait to move her out of the car, closed the car door with his feet, and went straight into the villa.

Just as he opened the door and was about to sit down to change his shoes, Xuan Ran was wrapped tightly around his neck. An Xijie, who was already a little drunk, breathed even heavier.

"Baby." Not even bothering to take off his shoes, An Xijie's hands ran through her hair, and the warm touch was relieved when it touched her slightly red cheeks.

Xuan Ran looked at the man in front of her with tender eyes, "Baoer." They had been together for so long and had gone on several serious dates.

But since that indulgence, the two have not had much intimate contact.

First, since Xuan Ran's mother came, she couldn't spend the night outside. Second, An Xijie was taken care of by his father and the company's losses were made up. Now he officially works in his own company, so he doesn't dare to be too presumptuous. After all, he has a wife now.

We will still have to rely on him in the future.

The kiss between the two was passionate, and An Xijie wished he could tear the person into his stomach. The two kissed all the way from behind the door to the sofa, where Xuan Ran sat astride An Xijie.

Their foreheads were pressed together, their breathing was rapid, and Yanhua put her hand on his shoulder. Her down jacket had disappeared at some point. Before coming back, An Xijie had already turned on the heater on his mobile phone, so as soon as they entered the room, they could take turns naked.

An Xijie patted Xuan Ran's butt. Xuan Ran stretched out her hand and glanced at him with a smile, "Baoer, you are so impatient!" She saw An Xijie sneakily sliding into her back out of the corner of her eye.