Good Morning, Mr. President!

The index finger provoked his **** chin, and her soft red lips kissed in despair and affectionately.

She is a fairy.

Before that, he didn't even know that she had such a good kiss technique. The kiss made him drunk, and he felt as if he was overpowered.

At this moment, every look, every breath, was full of charming, full of fairies.

Just such a kiss, Yu Zeyao was already unbearable, and he gasped, holding her waist tight, and taking away the initiative of the kiss. However, Jing Yu decided not to give him such a chance.

When he was about to kiss back, her tender lips detached from his lips. Yu Zeyao looked at her with deep eyes, thinking that she was going to die halfway in this way.

However, before he thought about it, the woman's hot lips fell from his lips to his chin. She kissed his neck, collarbone, chest ... with temptation.

Yu Zeyao's eyes changed several times. He felt that at this moment he was thrown into the sea of ​​fire, his body was burned with pain, and his body was tight. It hurts every inch.

Jing Yu's kiss lingered on the man's flat and healthy abdomen, Yu Zeyao could not restrain his breath, and clasped her head with one hand, holding her face up, "What do you want?"

Jing Yu's eyes met the eyes of men.

His eyes were so deep, like a deep whirlpool that could draw people in.

And at this moment, her passion in his eyes was not much better than him.

To his eyes, she almost retreated. However, the next moment, he pushed his hand away and leaned down decisively ...

She was afraid.

Afraid to hesitate any more, he will not have such courage.

"Well ..." Yu Zeyao snorted heavily, he looked at the woman who was committed to please and please himself underneath him at this moment, a sense of comfort that made him crazy as he climbed to heaven.

That feeling is like being in the clouds, floating.

He gasped heavily and clasped her back. Addicted to such a pleasant sense, she reluctantly withdrew, but did not want to see her so wronged.

Jingyu didn't know that he thought so, only driven by instinct.

She is not a good student, and she is particularly clumsy to please men. Faintly glanced at his pain, thinking that he didn't like it in this way, a little doubt appeared in his eyes, but the next moment he saw the joy on his face clearly.

The man seemed unbearable again, clasping her shoulders and lifting her up. The next moment, a deep kiss struck her lips.

He seemed to vent all the heat, the kiss was crazy. The man could not bear anymore and tore her clothes hard.

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A heat wave came over, and soon, two people were swept up by desire.

This time, Yu Zeyao was even more crazy than the last time. Jing Yu is also significantly more relaxed than before. There was no resistance, no resentment, and even for a moment, as if there were no such hatred and resentment between each other, only two tightly entangled, unwilling to separate.

Hearty.

When the heat spreads, when two people hug each other in bed and sleep, Jing Yu even has the illusion that two people have never made a noise.

If nothing really happened, it would be great.

Yu Zeyao looked at her, closed her eyes, and rubbed her fingers gently on her shoulders, as if still reminiscing about the picture just now. Jing Yu pillowed on his arm, but thoughtfully.

a long time……

She whispered, "So ... are you satisfied?"

Her voice shocked Yu Zeyao. As if slapped in the face, he woke up suddenly.

The joy and joy that had just made him sink, but it was this woman who wanted to escape from herself. She was so reluctant to get everything just because she was desperate to leave him!

That's it!

It was like pouring a bucket of ice water into the head, all the contentment and joy just now, but at this moment only turned into irony and deeper pain. His body was cold and his blood vessels were frozen.

Here, I can't wait any longer.

Not a second.

He lifted the quilt and got up to get out of bed. Put on your clothes coldly and pull away coldly. Without a glance at the woman on the bed.

All the love just now is like a spring dream.

Jing Yu looked at the back, and her chest was sore and painful. She bit her lip, not letting her breathing heavier and heavier, betrayed her emotions in front of the man.

He walked to the door and stopped pacing, Jing Yu never looked sideways, only to hear his cold voice, "If your father can hand over everything he should, then-"

Speaking of which, he paused for a moment, the hand resting on the doorknob gripped tightly, loosened, and clenched again.

"I let you go!"

"That Jingrong ..." She sat up.

However, she only responded with a loud bang. This sound sounded in such a quiet night, as if shaking the whole villa.

Jing Yu's heart also followed.

He went down and drove away. Jing Yu sat on the bed and looked at the direction of the window. It wasn't until the light completely disappeared into the dark night that she lay back on the bed.

Just how warm the quilt was, and how cold it was at the moment.

In the end, they still have to separate. But this seems to be their inevitable ending.

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This night, it wasn't just them who slept, but Wen Yanzhi on the other side.

Since the last time Wen Yanzhi said that he wanted to match Jing Rong, Jing Rong said that he has a favorite girl, Wen Yanzhi's mood has been very low. He felt that this feeling was very strange, but he didn't want to dwell on the affair like ‘like’.

Like a boy unless he is crazy!

In order to prove that he was not what Yu Zeyao said, and also to let this **** feeling quickly fade away, Wen Yanzhi had turned a blind eye to Jing Rong for a while. Go out early every day and come back late. The so-called invisible is clean! If you don't see this boy, you won't be confused by him.

result……

As soon as he returned that night, he heard a painful groan from the room upstairs.

It's Jingrong.

His eyebrows tightened, this boy, who didn't sleep at night, was still tossing upstairs?

"Master, are you back?" The maid welcomed him. He took off his clothes and gave them to the servant. As he unbuttoned his shirt, he went upstairs and asked, "What is he doing?"

"Master Jing is practicing walking!"

"Which way to go in the middle of the night ?! He couldn't stand even!" Wen Yan's face was ugly. How long has it been before surgery? He still wants to die?

The servant smiled, "Master Jing, this is a temporary hold."

"What do you mean?"

"I heard that Miss Jing has an appointment with her classmate tomorrow." The servant looked subtle. "It is a female classmate."