Game of the Controller: Wife Wins Husband

Xia Qing used the term "good guy" to describe him, which was actually wrong.

Deep down, he loves plunder.

Especially those people whom he finds difficult to let go of at first glance, and he will not let them go easily.

He leaned close to her lying body, her slightly milky body was hot due to the effect of alcohol.

Pushing back the fine black hair that covered her forehead, he kissed her cheek gently, his tall and strong body pressing her soft body tightly.

However, soon, he was no longer satisfied with such a superficial exploration. His hot lips slid down and moved close to her neck. His hot breath blew on the delicate and smooth skin of her neck, as if he was tasting it.

A feast prepared with the spirit of a top celebrity chef, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and slowly licked and kissed her.

After a long time, Jun Qi let out a contented sigh.

Deeper greed and desire soon broke this short-term happiness again.

His deep dark eyes were fixed on the two slightly upturned cherry-colored lips, and without any further consideration, he kissed her.

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There was a sound of water rushing in the bathroom, but there was no steam. Jun Qi stood under the shower, his determined face expressionless, letting the cold water droplets hit his strong and naked body, very slowly.

Calm down the powerful desires that are flowing through your body.

He didn't expect that a kiss would generate such a strong desire. When he tasted her sweet taste, not only did he not relieve the strong emptiness like a black hole in his body, but he wanted more and more.

The second before he was on the verge of losing control, he rushed out of the guest room.

It's ridiculous that this is the only way to extinguish the urge to take advantage of others.

If he does it, he will definitely regret it.

When Xia Qing wakes up, she will forever hate him, the 'good man' who took possession of her when the wine was broken.

That was not the result Jun Qi wanted.

Twenty minutes later, Jun Qi walked out of the bathroom with a large bath towel wrapped around his waist.

The black hair is slightly damp, and water droplets roll down the ends one by one, wetting the strong shoulders, and then sliding down the sexy chest, it is like a picture of a beautiful man taking a bath full of strong visual impact.

He walked directly to his bedroom, not intending to provoke Xia Qing and ask for trouble.

As soon as he put his hand on the door handle, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the girl who almost tortured him and exploded. She woke up from her sleep with her eyes half closed, and walked out dizzy. She seemed unsure of where she was. She looked left and right in confusion.

, when she found Jun Qi standing not far away, she suddenly showed a dizzy and beautiful smile, and rushed towards him, "Mr. Jun, I want to pee."

"Hush?" Poor Jun Qi only felt that the unsatisfactory little brother between his legs raised his head proudly on the spot. Twenty minutes of cold water was in vain, and his mouth was even drier than before.

"But I can't find the restroom." She pouted her little mouth in embarrassment, her eyes as clear as crystal, and she was still drunk.

"Uh, over there, I'll take you there." He sighed resignedly, walked over, carefully supported her as she was swaying, and carried her to the bathroom door, closing the door considerately.