Number 1 Scandalous Queen

Xia Weibao couldn't even see where Lu Hualiang's people were.

Oh my God, how many cigarettes did he smoke!

Lu Hualiang occasionally smokes and drinks, but that's all during dinner.

Usually rarely.

Especially at home, sometimes she would drink a little alcohol, but she would never smoke cigarettes at home because she didn't like the smell.

But today, he smoked so much!

After adjusting to the line of sight, Xia Weibao walked toward the desk.

Vaguely saw the man sitting there like a king, lingering smoke around him.

It was like a **** descending, clouds and mist lingering, but there was also an indescribable loneliness.

"what happened to you?"

Xia Weibao asked carefully.

Lu Hualiang looked at her, looking at her with complicated eyes through the misty smoke.

Just like the solar eclipse blocked all the light, there was a kind of depression and darkness, and there was no life.

"Husband...ah!"

Xia Weibao screamed in fright when her body was suddenly pulled.

Immediately afterwards, the person was pressed on the desk.

The files swept across the floor.

Before she could react, Lu Hualiang reached out and grabbed her pants, and yanked them down.

And quickly untie the belt of his bathrobe...

This series of actions made Xia Weibao tremble with fear.

Again!

"Lu Hualiang... ah... lightly... there is a table behind... uh uh uh..."

Without any warning, all the struggles were engulfed in the man's cold lips and teeth.

He had just smoked a cigarette, and his mouth was full of tobacco.

Xia Weibao was an ancient person who had never touched these things before, so he was particularly repulsive of the smell of smoke.

Struggling desperately, however, it was useless.

The man is like a beast without reason, rudely plugging her lips, asking for it frantically.

Xia Weibao felt that the desk behind him would fall apart.

The desktop computer, as stable as Mount Tai, has been knocked to one side, not to mention the bronze pens. It has already been shaken to the ground.

Too intense, the madness in the study is even more intense than last night!

She was hugged by the man, with her back resting on the desk, her feet vacant, no effort.

Can only climb to his waist.

Both hands are also tightly around his neck to prevent him from falling.

This kind of action caters to men to do whatever they want.

His back was aching, and the strong friction with the table top probably made a big red.

However, what hurts more is somewhere...

Xia Weibao's breath is messy, her complexion is red, her expression smudged by lust, I don't know whether it is pain or pleasure...

At this time, the man's face was cold and gloomy, and his eyes splashed with ink like a storm.

If you only look at his expression without looking at the action, it seems to be venting the monstrous anger, rather than doing this kind of physical and mental interaction.

"Husband...slow down...you lighten bastard!"

Xia Weibao was tossed so much that she was crying, and her pink fist fell on his shoulder like rain, but still couldn't stop the man's madness.

She bowed, bitten the man's shoulder hard, she was going to die!

However, he still didn't mean to stop, instead, he became more and more crazy.

It was like a dark claw, with a thick dark aura, poking out from the abyss, and then pulling her down...

"who am I!"

The man who had been doing things with a sullen face suddenly spoke.

The sound is like a cold current blowing from the North Pole, so cold without a trace of temperature.

Some are just breathless low pressure.

"Say! Who am I!"