I remember that Luo Ling could not make Luo Huan fall in love with sports back then. Now, with the unremitting efforts of Lord BOSS, there seems to be new progress.

At least Luo Huan is no longer opposed to the feeling of running and jumping, sweating profusely.

But at night, the changes became obvious.

The BOSS no longer pestered her to be intimate. After nine o'clock, he would urge her to drink milk and prepare to go to bed.

Then he would use the excuse to handle official duties or take a shower. He would go there for most of the day. Luo Huan couldn't stay up all night and waited and fell asleep.

In a flash, seven or eight days passed.

Luo Huan finally realized something was wrong.

The BOSS hasn't touched her for a long time!

There are occasional kisses and hugs.

But once the gun goes off, Lord BOSS will immediately find a way to leave.

During the day, he is the most affectionate lover, and at night, he avoids him like a snake or a scorpion.

In order to prove his guess, Luo Huan specially found a short pajama to put on, dressed up coolly, and lie on the bed waiting.

As soon as Hei Jieming entered the door, he saw this pleasing scene.

Her little wife supported her head with one hand, two long legs that made his blood rush ~ overlapped each other, and the pure white pants outlined a beautiful arc. She only had a button on her pajamas, covering her body loosely. She could vaguely see a large area of ​​skin, dazzling whiteness and seductive fragrance.

The BOSS swallowed his saliva exaggeratedly.

Luo Huan must have, for a moment, she saw the violently jumping flames in his eyes.

When she was sure that he would pounce on him, and he would be as brave as before.

Hei Jieming actually took a step back.

Turning around, covering his nose, he walked away.

Luo Huan was stunned.

What's going on?

She scared Lord BOSS away??

I looked down at my dressing, it was not too out of line. Although it was a little sexy than usual, this kind of dress was normal between husband and wife.

How could Hei Jieming leave?

The smile on Luo Huan's face disappeared.

A strong sense of crisis surged into my heart.

That night, Luo Huan was sleepless and sat on the bed, hugged her knees, waiting for him to come back.

I didn't close my eyes all night, so I just waited until it was bright outside the window.

I was exhausted and curled up and fell asleep.

Hei Jieming came to wake her up at six:30 in the morning.

As if nothing had happened, his attitude was no different from usual.

He coaxed her to dress, held her hand, and went to the practice room.

Luo Huan was so depressed that she couldn't lift her spirits.

He saw it but had no explanation.

After breakfast, Luo Huan went back to sleep, and he went to the study to handle business.

On the desk, there is a calendar full of forks and circles.

The BOSS calculates the days by her fingers.

Three days left!!

It's a day when you can 'get meat'.

For Luo Huan's body, he had to endure it.

For a man with a strong body and normal physiological impulse, the word "temperature" is definitely the first torture in history.

The BOSS looked at his ‘golden right hand’ and cut off the idea of ​​self-comfort.

Without Luo Huan, this is simply a stupid way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

He will only desire and miss it more.

If a rational collapse and disrupts the plan, it is conceivable that he will definitely run to Luo Huan's bed again and again with a lucky mentality.
Chapter completed!