Good Morning, Mr. President!

Jing Yu felt that he had died unjustly.

She was about to make a grievance for herself, and was covered by the man's soft lips again.

"I wanted to take you to know more about me, but it looks like you want to know me in another way."

Jing Yu's lips were blocked, and he couldn't speak, only pinching his fist and annoying him twice.

She didn't think about the mess.

Thinking of those things clearly is himself, and now he has picked himself up and pushed her. She was really wrong. He's also pretty bad.

Yu Zeyao looked at her peculiar appearance and felt that her desire to build up her chest was thinning out.

Damn it!

Knowing that this place is bad enough, it is not appropriate for him to think too much about it. However, it was intolerable.

He raised her hips, hugged her, and pressed her against the trunk behind him.

Jing Yu gasped, pressing his hands on his shoulders, and his burning eyes burned her body. She said, "You just introduced me to Ji Lan, but I haven't finished ..."

Damn it!

What Jilan is she still talking about now?

Yu Zeyao squeezed her tall body into her legs, and slowly said, "I planted this plant with my dad and Zenan when I was eight years old."

Jing Yu's fingers clasped on his shoulders were tighter, holding back the heat caused by the tortured body. She intentionally diverted her attention and asked him, "What about the one behind you?"

"The one behind was planted at the age of 10."

"……left."

"The left is 11 years old, and the right one is 7 years old." Yu Zeyao answered her in one breath, and put his free hand into her clothes. "Do you have anything else to ask?"

His palms are hot. Jing Yu was trembling with stroking and her body was weak. The thoughts were not clear. Hearing at the man's question, she stared at him blurry, "And ..."

Yu Zeyao ripped off her coat. "You don't usually talk so much."

There was a sweater under her jacket, and it was still a pullover, which was very inconvenient. He murmured a low curse, "I have never seen you wear so much."

Jing Yu was even more wronged. "You called me to tell me to wear more clothes."

Yu Zeyao bit her softest part of her sensitive neck. "Next time I let you wear less, and you have to be as obedient as tonight."

This man is a first-rate man. During the conversation, the teeth gently rubbed on her skin, and the spitting heat was mixed. Jing Yu hummed uncontrollably, put her hand on his shoulder, barely supporting herself to look at him straight. I ... have questions to ask. "

Her voice was broken, and she was almost out of tune.

Yu Zeyao used all kinds of patience, his eyes were somber, "You ask."

Jing Yu licked her dry lips. "Are you going to be here?"

In such a place, it will be frozen enough! And, solemnly, they were there. In case they come in ...

Yu Zeyao didn't return, but instead looked at her and laughed, sucking her chin, "You want it?"

Jing Yu didn't say anything.

There is no refutation.

Men's and women's affairs can be felt by each other, whether it is their own feelings or the other's. It was as if she felt the desire of the man at the same time.

Yu Zeyao's lips moved to her lips, and her big palm touched her clothes, and she fell down with a fatal temptation. He whispered: "Even if we don't do it, we can do something else here ..."

The other thing he called was to solicit her as much as possible.

Jing Yu was so sweaty by the end that he couldn't stand firmly against the trunk. Wet and uncomfortable body. This feeling, familiar and unfamiliar, comforting and empty. In the end, she couldn't stand the shaking so much that she was picked up by the man from the ground.

When Yu Zeyao took Jingyu out of the deep forest, he solemnly thought that something had happened. He looked stunned, took out the gun sharply, and walked towards them, "Sir, is it ..."

"Stand there, don't move!" Yu Zeyao drank him.

Jing Yu had already returned to God, and now she felt embarrassed. She had just been disheveled, but fortunately now the night was hazy and solemn was a little far away from them, so that she would not be too embarrassed in front of the solemnity.

Yu Zeyao held her in the front passenger seat of her car. Jing Yu sorted out her clothes, and heard the man's hoarse voice ringing overhead, "fasten the seat belt."

Jing Yu pulled on his seat belt.

Solemn did not know what the situation was, and only asked: "Sir, is Miss Jing injured?"

"No. She's fine." Yu Zeyao opened the door of the driver's seat and looked back at Zhuang and other bodyguards. "Don't follow me anymore, you all go back."

Solemnly heard, unknown, so, "But in case of danger ..."

"I have a sense." Yu Zeyao finished, and leaned into the car. I didn't wait for solemnity to say anything, the speed of the car soared, and the car drove quickly into the deep night.

The speed soared from 120 to 150, and then approached 180. Jing Yu tightened his seat belt and reminded him, "You slow down."

Yu Zeyao grabbed her hand and placed her between his legs. The raised scalding burned her palm, and he asked with a grinning smile, "Can it be slower?"

Slowing down, he feared that he would die in blood.

Jing Yu saw him look so tortured, suddenly turned his face and smiled.

Yu Zeyao looked at the smile, shaking for a moment. Only a moment later, "You're happy to see me so sad. It seems I'm too used to you."

Jing Yu took back her hot hand, "Did you go the wrong way? This one is not for you."

"I still remember the way home, it seems you have already recovered." Yu Zeyao teased her. I picked up the phone and called it, and I turned on the speakerphone, and the phone was dropped on the dashboard.

Soon there was switched on.

"So late, what's the matter?" Wen Yanzhi's lazy voice came from there.

"Call your hotel's head office and prepare a room for me. I'll be here in about ten minutes."

Jing Yu was embarrassed when he heard this. No wonder this road is not the way back.

Wen Yanzhi was slightly awake, "What hotel would you stay at your Vice Presidential Palace?"

"hurry up."

"So anxious? Wouldn't it be a woman to take to the hotel? Wouldn't you go back to your vice presidential office to avoid Jingyu?"

"Hurry up and shut up!"

"What new woman did you know, why didn't you mention it to me? But when I sent Jingyu back today, I vowed to assure you that she was sincere to her. If you say this, how will you and me she was……"

"Ten minutes help me get the room done." Yu Zeyao cut off Wen Yanzhi's words directly and did not give him the opportunity to continue his grin, and hung up the phone directly.

[A bit unexpected, it's too long! It must be boarding tomorrow. Everyone, please! good night! 】