The coquettish president was counterattacked

His eyes are very bright under the lamp, more dazzling than thousands of stars, but it's a pity that the devil who can't distinguish between emotions and anger lives in the eyes.

Gu Lizhao smiled lightly, breathing close to Chu Luo, Chu Luo's deathly heart immediately revived and his voice trembled slightly.

Gu Lizhao's lips touched his lips and the corners of his lips lightly, and his voice came out vaguely from his throat: "It's all my fault, I didn't educate you well, so I was rude to the guests."

Chu Luo was alert for a moment, and there was a sweet smell between his lips and teeth, which made him gasp in pain - Gu Lizhao bit his lip hard.

"That's the smell, I like it very much," he licked the blood on Chu Luo's lips, "Little Luo'er, do you know? It's snowing outside, if you sprinkle your blood on the snow, it should How beautiful? Hehe, the taste must be the best in the world."

Chu Luo didn't dare to move, his wide-open eyes were a little dry, he let Gu Lizhao's lips linger on his lips, let Gu Lizhao's hand slowly move down from stroking his cheek...

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Gu Lizhao's hand returned to his abdominal muscles and his chest, climbing up and caressing his delicate collarbone and shoulders, and gently stroking his neck, his palms were burning hot, and his technique was ecstasy and gentle.

However, this hand suddenly and fiercely locked his neck, Chu Luo was suffocated for a moment, and there was a mouthful of thick phlegm stuck in his throat.

The corners of Gu Lizhao's lips twitched, he stood up coldly, pulled Chu Luo's arm with the other hand and threw him hard on the bed, and then pressed him on top of him.

Chu Luo was able to catch his breath when his hands were loose, and his head was suddenly hit on the bed, which made him feel even more hypoxic.

Gu Lizhao turned off the lights and turned on the seductive atmosphere lights. This is the unpredictable foreplay of the devil, full of vicious taste and vulgar stimulation.

He took a black tie and put it over Chu Luo's eyes, and then tightly strangled his neck with both hands.

He easily ignored Chu Luonan's distorted facial features, and continued his declaration of love:

"You should know that I like roses with blood, because the nourishment of blood makes roses more coquettish, roses that bleed are the most beautiful, and you are the same... I also enjoy the joy of pulling out the thorns of roses one by one The pleasure is like I pulled out your thorns, but I just discovered today that you have more thorns than I thought."

Chu Luo instinctively pushed his hand away forcefully, begging for mercy in a muddy voice: "XX, let go, let go of me."

"Hehe, keep, keep begging me." Gu Lizhao smirked pervertedly.

"Please, please, XX." Chu Luo was short of breath.

Gu Lizhao let go for a while, let him get a ray of fresh air, and then held it tightly, happily saying: "My dear, you are really the dearest thing given to me by God, obey me as much as you want, and be a part of my body... ..."

While he was talking, he took off the belt with one hand, and Chu Luo took this opportunity to break away his other hand that was still holding his neck.

His resistance caused Gu Lizhao to give a "huh" in surprise. Due to the blurred vision caused by the ambient light, he didn't notice Chu Luo's next move.

Before Chu Luo had time to remove the tie from his eyes, he took out a pre-hidden golf club with his right hand from the wall next to the bed, and swung it towards Gu Lizhao based on his feeling.

"Hold."

That shot hit Gu Lizhao's head perfectly, and Gu Lizhao fell off the bed.

Chu Luo hurriedly took off his tie and sat up, while Gu Lizhao was holding his forehead with his left hand and standing up with difficulty while leaning on the edge of the bed with his right hand.

With a loud "kuang", Chu Luo quickly pushed the wheelchair towards Gu Lizhao, knocking him to the ground again.

"My dear, you are really angry today." Gu Lizhao smiled lightly, and when he rubbed his forehead and raised his head, his pupils suddenly dilated, "Your legs..."

He couldn't believe that Chu Luo stood up in front of him, and looked down at him with indifferent eyes.

The neckline of Chu Luo's nightgown was wide open, and he approached with a golf club in a casual posture. The end of the club gently lifted Gu Lizhao's chin, and asked through gritted teeth, "Have you ever loved me?"

Gu Lizhao's smile is still so charming, the blood from the wound on the forehead is slowly dripping down the fair cheeks, the lips and the flowing blood reveal the allure of a sickly beauty, enough to make one's blood rush: "Baby, Of course I love you."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Chu Luo snorted coldly in disdain, and without hesitation picked up the golf club and hit him again on the injured part.

Gu Lizhao suddenly felt his head was heavy, his eyes were so blurry that he saw Chu Luo as a double image, and then he fell down heavily and lost consciousness.