The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

Zhuo Ding Ding Mo's eyes flickered, like a big bad wolf abducting a little white rabbit, biting her ear.

Coaxing softly: "Then you can replace it with something else, such as your small mouth..."

"Mouth?"

The little guy didn't understand well for a while, and asked innocently.

Three seconds later.

With nothing in her mind about the skill of using her mouth, she first thought of the scene at the end of the bed.

She hugged his waist, the accidental collision after his bath towel fell.

Shouldn't it be like that...

"no no no……"

The little guy got into his neck in shame and shook his head vigorously.

What a shame.

She don't don't don't.

"Really don't want it?"

Zhuo Dingding didn't force her.

"don't want!"

Jiaoren'er didn't lift her head, her tone was firm.

"Then you continue to use your hands."

"..."

The small face was raised sharply, and the small mouth was pursed, accusing him wholeheartedly.

"Hand and mouth, choose by yourself."

Although it was pitiful to be bullied, the man was unmoved.

"……hand."

Forced by his lust, Cheng Lianxun gave in aggrievedly.

It's too scary to use your mouth, and you have to look at his...

When Cheng Lianxun thought of it, he felt ashamed and wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

In desperation, she could only continue to follow his preferences.

Ten minutes later, she begged to be let go.

He didn't agree.

Thirty minutes later, she begged to be let go.

He still didn't agree.

I don't know how long it took, but her hands were so numb that she almost lost consciousness after a long time, and he was still tireless.

In the end, he turned over and held her down, and took her with him in a well-fed manner, and that was the end of the story.

"ah!"

The moment the scalding liquid stained his body, Cheng Lianxun exclaimed in astonishment.

What's this?

wet.

Suddenly, she thought of something again.

According to the honey love manual, this is a man's, a man's...

She didn't dare to think any further, and stared straight at Zhuo Dingding.

Her little face flushed as red as a cooked shrimp, like a delicate flower about to bloom, and her big watery eyes of surprise, are like a clear spring that is clear to the bottom, pure and white.

Zhuo Dingding's eyebrows twitched slightly, and the desire that had just been extinguished was revived immediately.

Not wanting to bear it any longer, he lowered his head and grabbed her slightly parted pink lips.

She is like a small fruit that has just grown, too green and immature, and her teeth are sore when she chews it.

But also very sour and refreshing, very happy.

Let him eat and want to eat again, wishing to eat her whole body into his body.

finally.

Under Cheng Lianxun's pitiful begging for mercy, the man realized his conscience and let her go, and did not fight the second time.

Seeing that her hands were red from rubbing, he felt distressed, and kissed her fingers delicately one by one.

From the palm to the fingertips, there is no omission of domineering, all of which are stained with his smell.

"Brother Zhuo..."

She went back to lying on top of him again.

Worried that she would catch cold without clothes, he thoughtfully covered her with a thin quilt.

But the ambiguity of being kissed and fingered also made her unable to resist.

He kissed so earnestly, and his eyes were so focused, she felt that she was covered with a quilt as if she hadn't.

Not to mention his other big hand walking on his back.

"Um."

The man continued his kiss, responding lazily and lightly.

The two were lingering upstairs.

The originally quiet downstairs in the middle of the night became lively again.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let me in!"

Ning Yao stood at the entrance of the villa, glaring at Zhuo Dingding's assistant, Qin Tu, through the gate.

Even a small assistant dared to stop her without looking at her identity.

She said that she was Mrs. Cheng, who came to take Cheng Lianxun home, yet dared to stop her.