The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

The man's face darkened instantly, and he held her waist tightly with a cold hand, saying in a horrified voice: "You always want to provoke me."

Li Jingxing sneered, his eyes sinister. He stood up holding the woman in his arms, clamped her legs around his waist, dragged her hips for a few steps, and kissed her wildly and roughly against the wall.

Qiao Yan felt something hard against her buttocks and struggled like crazy in his arms: "Li Jingxing, you are drunk."

"Don't act crazy when you're drunk!"

Li Jingxing pressed her against the wall, breathing heavily in her ear, "I'm not drunk."

Qiao Yan was extremely afraid of such an aggressive man, and said tremblingly: "Drunk people say this."

The man's hot breath sprayed on her ears, and he defended himself word by word: "I'm not drunk. A drunk person can't get an erection."

The man seemed to want to verify something, and Qiao Yan's fair fingertips curled up due to the heat of the man's body.

Qiao Yan wanted to withdraw her hand but was held tightly. Her face flushed: "You pervert! You hooligan!"

The man bit her earlobe and chuckled softly. His voice was both magnetic and sexy: "I'm only a hooligan to you."

"Wife." The man murmured unconsciously, hugged her waist tightly, and rubbed his face against her drunkenly, like a stubborn and awkward child who wanted candy but couldn't get it and wanted to throw a tantrum, his voice low and soft.

The effects of alcohol begin to take effect and can make a person lose their mind.

When Qiao Yan heard the word "wife", she looked down and saw the dark head buried in her chest, and her eyes instantly turned red.

She raised her hand and pushed the man's head, her voice hoarse: "Get out of here."

"I'm not your wife."

The man insisted: "You are my wife."

The man's dense kisses fell on her delicate collarbone, and his large hands kept wandering around her back and waist. He pushed her against the wall, tasting the sweetness in the woman's mouth bit by bit.

The woman's eyes turned red as he kissed her against the wall, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The big hands tore off her pajamas, revealing her white, round shoulders and snow-white, soft breasts. The man lowered his head and sucked on them.

Qiao Yan felt weak all over, and put her hand on his chest: "Li Jingxing, wake up."

She growled angrily, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, this is the living room!"

There were not only the two of them at home, there were also servants, and she didn't want to expose herself and put on a great drama in the living room.

Li Jingxing was forced to stop, his eyes were bloodshot. He put his arms around her waist and lifted the woman up in his arms, then quickly went upstairs and kicked open the bedroom door on the third floor.

Qiao Yan was thrown onto the bed by him and hadn't reacted yet. She lay on the bed dizzy and dazed.

As soon as she stood up, she saw the man kneeling in front of the bed, unbuckling his belt with one hand.

With a "click" sound, his belt was unbuckled. Li Jingxing reached out and took off his shirt, revealing his naked and strong chest, extremely elastic pectoral muscles, and eight smooth abdominal muscles that were sexy and charming.

The woman on the bed turned pale, and seeing that the man was serious, she raised her legs and tried to run away.

She had only run a few steps when a big hand grabbed her waist from behind and pulled her back, throwing her directly onto the bed. Then, the tall and straight body pressed down on her.

The satisfied moan rang in her ears, and the man's desire to conquer reached its peak.