In the presidential suite, on the beautiful big bed, Han Xiaoshu shrank his small body like a cat, and his whole body was pink and tender, making people feel the urge to pounce on him and take a bite.
"Why do you look surprised?" Huangfu Shengxi frowned and roared. This was the first time that Huangfu Shengxi's self-esteem was deeply damaged...
Fuck!
The first time a man died in such a short time?
"It's over? Then come out..." Han Xiaosh endured the pain and tried to escape from him.
"The first time a man is so short! The minute is very good--!" Huangfu Shengxi roared. It was embarrassing to be looked down upon by her!
"Puff..." Han Xiaoshu suddenly couldn't help laughing, and Huangfu Shengxi frowned and became angry.
This damn woman...
She actually dared to laugh at him!
He must torture her to death—!
Huangfu Shengxi suddenly leaned into her ear and blew ambiguously into her neck: "I will make you laugh later!"
"What?" Before Han Xiaoshu could fully react, Huangfu Shengxi became energetic somewhere and began to attack rapidly in her body...
The woman's moans and the man's breathing every fierce rush of each man seemed particularly tempting in the empty room...
After a long time...
"Well...please... don't..." Her body suddenly twitched, and the strong pleasure made her half-close her eyes, suffocate and tense her body, her eyes were blurred and distracted, and she snuggled into his chest,
There was no strength in his body...
"Sowing tadpoles is not that simple. The night has just begun... I need to work harder..." Huangfu Shengxi looked at her beastly, letting her lie down and enter her from behind.
"Yeah—"
One night he pulled her to try various positions, from bed to desk, from desk to floor-to-ceiling window, and from floor-to-ceiling window to floor-to-ceiling window to floor-to-ceiling window…
Her hair was messy, her body was covered with kiss marks, and her lips were swollen...
It was not until dawn that the beast stopped attacking. When she was in a coma, he looked at Han Xiaoshu, whose lower body was swollen and kiss marks on his body, and felt so sad that he gently picked her up and went into the bathroom to clean it.
Why do we have to hurt each other?
Today is his birthday, the romantic Chinese Valentine's Day, but he can only get her in this way.
While hurting her, his heart was bleeding. He could not let go of his hatred and exhausted his lifelong pursuit of love. How should he choose? Let go of the grudges of the past? Unless that woman dies!
otherwise……
He could never let go of his mother's affairs and could never abandon the shadow of his childhood...
The bathroom was filled with misty white mist...
He squatted beside the bathtub and carefully cleaned her...