The president thinks too much
He reached out and hurriedly pulled off the only obstacle that blocked his progress, and the kiss gradually deepened.
He skillfully took off his clothes and began to step forward, leaving his own mark on her body again and again.
On the soft big bed, two hot bodies burning with desire were intertwined, constantly venting the desire deep in their hearts.
It seems that I don't want to let each other go.
The love hidden in the deepest part of my heart was gradually released in this room without realizing it...
After the entanglement, everything returned to peace, and the dripping sweat oozed out from the bodies that had been entangled with each other.
Mo Junhao was holding Han Zhiqing's body, which was slightly breathing after the intense activity, and his blue eyes were filled with satisfaction.
After his breathing gradually calmed down, Han Zhiqing crawled up from his arms with a cold face. She didn't care that he had seen all his body, so she took the bed sheet beside her and wrapped it up and down from the bed.
Her face habitually returned to indifference, as if the person she was tangled with Mo Junhao just now was not like her.
Mo Junhao's eyes instantly converged when he saw her recovered expression.
Why can't this bastard be open to accept him? Do you really have to let him dig out the heart that had been waiting for her for three years and dissect it for her to show it?
It was obvious that just now that he could clearly feel her occasional initiative and cater to her, even though she was so immature that she didn't know how to please men before, she attracted him so easily.
But now, what is the indifference after the Chanmian?
"Han Zhiqing, stop!"
He kept a cold voice and called out to Han Zhiqing as she walked to the bathroom with a blank expression on her face.
Han Zhiqing stood still, her back facing him, as if she no longer cared about the hell-like entanglement just now. She said indifferently:
"I have solved the desire that I have provoked for you. My mission has been completed. What else does the president need?"
She spoke so lightly, and seemed to not take what had just happened seriously, and as she said, she was just completing the task.
Another irritating words were uttered so lightly from Han Zhiqing's mouth, and so lightly defined the relationship between her and Mo Junhao.
Mo Junhao's face was once again so angry that he ignored the feeling of loss that slipped through his heart. He walked out of bed naked.
All emotions are replaced by anger at this time.
He reached out and pulled Han Zhiqing with his back to his body, and said with a cold voice: "Apart from going to the shang bed, are you planning to use this attitude toward me for the rest of your life?!!!"
He gritted his teeth and tried several times to press the anger that he wanted to strangle Han Zhiqing to death on his chest.
He couldn't guarantee that the woman would say something else to anger him to death, would he really reach out and strangle her to death in the room!
Damn it!
"lifetime?"
Han Zhiqing's cold laughter quickly cut off his words with a little disdain, and her eyes resolutely turned to Mo Junhao's cold face.
He sneered indifferently: "The CEO is thinking too much, right?"
The angry blue eyes were locked in the dark because of Han Zhiqing's words, "What else do you want to explain?"
Chapter completed!