Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love (Mr. President, Unbridled Love)

Lu Yuchen buried his head and bit the little woman's earlobe without hesitation in front of everyone in the resplendent hall.

In a low voice, in a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said hoarsely: "If you have time like this, it's better to put you on the bed and love a few more times. Little Lolo, you don't even know that you are like this today. How criminally dressed up is."

"Look at your little face, pure and innocent like a tall girl. I can't wait now. I want to tear your lovely dress to shreds, then press you against the wall, and invade a recklessly."

"You..." Thinking of the scene of his words, Xinluo's face turned red unconsciously.

With a flushed face, Xinluo glared at Lu Yuchen, "Be serious, this is a public place."

Really, this is Zhuo Yarong's birthday party. Does he want to bite her ears in such a place?

What's more, there were a lot of people behind them, and a group of waiters from Jingtai in front of Song Xiulan.

Xinluo's face was so red that blood was dripping.

She could only hold Youyou and leaned slightly to one side, trying to distance herself from Lu Yuchen.

Who knows, Lu Yuchen would not let go at all.

The big palm pinched her slender waist to death, and anyone with a discerning eye could see how much ambiguity there was in the intimate movements of the two.

Such domineering possession is really unbelievable.

Meng Ze and Lu Qi followed, exchanged glances a little, and bowed their heads silently.

Alas, young lady, ask yourself for more blessings!

I hope that your charm can smoothly make the second personality, Master Lu, love you with all my heart. Only in this way, probably, another Master Lu will have a chance to wake up.

*

Song Xiulan led the way and arrived at the door of the private room shortly after.

"Go in, you can have a seat when you arrive. Yuchen, your mother must be very happy to see you bring your girlfriend here."

After Song Xiulan finished speaking, she pushed open the door and entered.

As soon as the door opened, a childish voice came from the room.

"Youyou's little nephew is so stupid. We have been here several times, and he still can't find his way back!"

"And my aunt. My aunt is so stupid, so stupid. I haven't been able to find my little nephew for so long. Feifei is hungry... Auntie, can we not wait for them, let's have a table first?"

"This..." The old lady looked at Feifei staring at herself with big round eyes, and suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.

It's easy to say without waiting for Song Xiulan, but Youyou is Ya Rong's grandson after all.

Moreover, Ya Rong's son Lu Yuchen didn't seem to arrive yet.

The old lady naturally turned her eyes for help to Zhuo Yarong.

"Auntie, the child can't be hungry..." Zhuo Yarong actually wanted to wait for Youyou and Lu Yuchen to come, and then sit at the table.

But when the old lady looked at her, the other Zhuo family all turned their attention to her.

Jia Feifei blinked his round, black eyes with desire.

Zhuo Yarong is not a selfish person. When the family gathers together, she doesn't want to make the child cry.

Feifei is not Youyou, the child of Youyou won't care about this, but Feifei has an uneasy temperament.

If he didn't rely on him, the child would be really hungry, and I'm afraid he would make jokes on the spot.

At that time, a good party will be ugly, and it will not end well in the end.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yarong let out a sigh, "Don't wait any longer, let's sit at the table."

"Oye, that's great! Feifei is very hungry, auntie, Feifei wants to sit with you!" After the little boy finished speaking, he hugged the old lady's face and gave him a kiss.

The old lady was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, her blushing face was full of laughter.

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