Daily life of the beloved wife of a wealthy president

"Mr. Chong?" Wen Sui yelled hesitantly, he was pushed down on the table, the table was pressed against his back, it was hard and uncomfortable, the back of his hand was a little painful when he touched something and was thrown, and it turned red in an instant.

Chong He's meticulously combed hair fell down due to the intense action, his entire face seemed to lose its sharp light, and there was a lust that Wen Sui couldn't understand in his eyes, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

Chong He only felt dry mouth, and his voice became hoarse: "Sui Sui, be good, don't be afraid."

Wen Sui tensed up nervously, his hands were held high above his head by Chong He, the posture of bending over the table was actually uncomfortable, he gently rubbed up, trying to make the whole body lie down, but Chong He He Ban pressed his body on top of him, and the bodies of the two were pressed tightly against each other.

"Mr. Chong, if you have something to say, please let me go. I feel a little uncomfortable." Wen Sui's voice was begging for mercy, like a kitten congratulating him with its pink meat pad. My heart was pressed, crisp and itchy.

"Then let's go to bed, shall we?" Chong He lowered his head and coaxed him in his ear.

"It doesn't matter where you go." Wen Sui can be wherever he is comfortable now, as long as he is not in this position.

Chong He endured it for so many years, and didn't care about the moment, he picked up Wen Sui, walked out of the study in three steps at a time, and quickly returned to his room.

Wen Sui just found a comfortable position in his arms, and rubbed his head on his chest, but he was put on the bed again. Before he could react, his hands were still tightly holding onto Chonghe's chest. clothing.

As soon as Chong He got up, several buttons of the casual shirt were torn off by Wen Sui, exposing a large piece of honey-colored skin on his chest.

Wen Sui's eyes were straightened, and he quickly undid the button in his hand, shirked responsibility and said, "Mr. Chong, the quality of your clothes is too poor, and it will break if you pull it."

Chong He was smiling, the fire in his body hadn't been extinguished, he just felt that Wen Sui's playing hard to get was really cute.

The surface is soft and innocent, but in the end he tore off his clothes directly. Isn't this just hoping that he can hurry up.

Tsk, this little guy really knows how to pretend.

Chong He simply took off his dilapidated clothes, and left his upper body naked, his arm muscles were clearly visible, his abdominal muscles were tight and firm, and his waist was thin and powerful.

He was in a bad mood, he was steaming dryly, and felt that smoke was rising from his head, and he stammered, "Chong, Mr. Chong, you, why are you taking off your clothes?"

He struggled on his stomach and crawled into the big bed, but the exposed slender ankle was caught, Wen Sui's hand was dragged back before touching the corner of the wall, Chong He's breathing became obviously rapid and heavy, There was also some redness in the eyes.

Wen Sui was a little frightened, he had seen Chong He like this before, he pressed him under the bed like this that night, and then began to destroy him tragically.

Tears welled up in Wen Sui's eyes, and a sense of crisis finally swept over him. He flinched and was wrapped in Chong He's arms, sobbing softly: "Mr. Chong, I'm afraid, it hurts."

Chong He held his face, licked the tears at the corners of his eyes with his lips affectionately, and comforted him softly: "Be good, be good every year, I will be very gentle."

"You lie, I don't want it, I'm afraid of pain." Wen Sui turned his face to avoid his intimacy, a big hand had slipped into his clothes, and the rough callus was stroking him

The white and delicate skin caused a shivering sensation.

He sat on Chonghe's lap, was hugged into his arms, forced him to raise his head, and then licked and bit his lips.

Wen Sui had just eaten a piece of sweet cream cake, and the ignorance continued for a long time.

No wonder this little guy loves sweets so much, this dao is really wonderful.

Wen Sui's lips were softer than he had imagined, with a cold, sweet and greasy touch. The lips were shaped like flower petals, making them suitable for kissing.

The two of them leaned on each other for a while, Chong He let go of him, a trace of body fluid still sticking to the corners of their lips.

Wen Sui's face was flushed, his eyes were filled with water, and he was a little breathless because of the kiss. At this moment, he was panting with his rosy mouth slightly open, and his cheeks that were aroused by lust were gorgeous and seductive, like a flower that was about to bloom , is facing the threat of being destroyed.

Most of the clothes on his body have also been taken off, revealing a large area of ​​fair and delicate skin, which formed a sharp contrast with Chong He's complexion.

Wen Sui grabbed Chong He's shoulders, leaned against his arms and gasped for a while, before his reason was slowly pulled back.

Chong He kissed him, and almost breathlessly kissed him, this cognition stayed in Wen Sui's mind for a long time, and his hot feeling still couldn't dissipate.

"Sui Sui, didn't you say you wanted to repay your favor?" Chong He stared at the beautiful body under him, feeling a little excited inside.

White and soft, young and beautiful.

This is probably the energetic youthful feeling that human beings like.

Wen Sui was shy and scared, pursed his lips and said pitifully, "Why are you telling me this, don't you just want me like this or that?"

Chong He smiled lowly, his chest trembled slightly, and his legs were so sexy that he felt a little hot.

Because of Wen Sui's poor health, he naturally doesn't feel as strongly as other youths who are full of vigor. He seldom does anything for himself. Even the first time he felt that way, he was still suffering from a serious illness. I overdid it, and it kind of ignited in a daze.

He was panicked at the time, and secretly washed his underwear, but his second brother found out, and was laughed at for a long time. At that time, Wen Sui threatened him fiercely not to speak out, or he would tell his eldest brother about his puppy love , let the eldest brother teach him.

As a result, because of this matter being concealed, Wen Sui didn't understand anything until that time with Chong He.

That was the first time he felt pleasure, pain and happiness.

Afterwards, he consciously ignored the pleasure, only thinking that doing that kind of thing hurts.

So he doesn't like it.

"You still know a lot," Chonghe paused, feeling a little uncomfortable. He hoped that Wen Sui would know nothing, just like a piece of white paper, and he would slowly paint on it until it was completely Dye the color that symbolizes him.

The more he knows, the more he knows everything and has experienced everything.

Chong He frowned, suppressing the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, the fire of desire directly burned his reason.

Wen Sui raised his head, half-closed his eyes and let out a slight groan.

Chong He bit his neck and sucked on it.

"I'm afraid of Mr. Chong!" Wen Sui cried out.

"Be good, be good every year." Chong He just repeated these words to comfort him, and his movements were gentle, as if treating a fragile porcelain doll.

The little china doll cried pitifully.

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