Luo Jun has never cared so much about a person, especially a woman.
He has never given up his job and worked as a cashier for two days for anyone.
When he returned to the Imperial Court in the afternoon and saw her for the first time, he already wanted her. He was just worried about her health, so he took her out to eat. Later, Chu Xiaochen took Qiao Haoting's call again, and he took the initiative to send her over.
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Now, he really couldn't wait any longer, so much so that he didn't even bother to wait for the time to drive back.
Holding her face, Luo Jun gently stuck out his tongue and licked her lips.
"Xing'er, you smell so good."
A small space, a strange place... This kind of thing is definitely an adventure for Chu Xiaochen.
She was extremely nervous, "Can't...someone is coming?"
"No." Luo Jun reached out and turned off the car lights, then his lips covered hers.
After kissing her lips and tongue carefully, he put his arms around her waist and pulled her over, sat on his lap, continued to kiss her, and put his hands into her clothes.
"I hate jeans!" He complained vaguely, pulled away the rubber band on her head, and let her long hair flow down like a waterfall, then pulled her little hand and put it on his shirt, "Help
I."
Giving her his clothes, he just enjoyed her beauty and softness.
Being kissed like this, Chu Xiaochen's whole body was already sore and limp. She couldn't use any strength on her fingertips, and it almost took all her strength to button a few buttons.
But he was like a domineering emperor, pulling her clothes until they were useless.
The loose sweater had already been torn by him, half of the shoulders and chest were exposed, and the jade-like skin was slightly illuminated by the street lights in the distance, making it particularly attractive.
Half-hanging clothes like that are far more tempting than being completely naked, and the breathing sounds of the two people in the small space were particularly loud.
He finally couldn't hold back anymore and hugged her body tightly.
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The windows of the sports car were covered with a thin layer of fog, imitating the scenery outside the car. A slender palm covered the window, reflecting a hazy finger shape.
He stretched out his palm and pulled Chu Xiaochen's hand that was holding on the car window.
Luo Jun raised his hand, brought her palm to his lips, and kissed it.
Feeling that her palms were a little cold, he hurriedly put her little hands to his face.
"Cold?"
Chu Xiaochen gently shook her head on his neck. His body was as warm as fire, and you wouldn't feel cold if you were next to him.
"Is it light?"
he asked again.
She gasped and whispered, "It's okay."
Opening his lips, he gently held her finger on his lips, and Luo Jun gently licked her fingertips with the tip of his tongue.
Her fingertips were numb, and she instinctively wanted to withdraw her fingers, but his lips had already landed on the side of her neck again.
"Little Xingxing, let's do it again?"
Ever since he saw her body for the first time, he had been fascinated by her. Later, when he really took possession of her, he became more and more aware of her taste.
She is the only woman he has, and the only woman he wants. It is impossible to satisfy his appetite in one visit.
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Although he was still not full, Luo Jun restrained himself in time.
Put the suit on her and carefully put her back into the passenger seat.
Looking at Chu Xiaochen, whose face was flushed, he reluctantly leaned over and took a bite on the side of her neck.
"Little Xingxing, how about not going to Hong Kong?"
Chu Xiaochen leaned on the backrest a little tiredly, looked into his eyes, then straightened up and answered simply and neatly.
