Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

On the entrance wall, the woman was tightly suppressed, unable to move.

The man's fiery kiss moved slowly from top to bottom, forehead, face, nose tip, when the last two lips met, the intensity was no less than that of thunder and fire.

Su Zhixiao only felt that his lips hurt at first, and then they became numb.

'tear'

When the clothes are torn, it can be regarded as regaining consciousness.

"Wait."

Sure enough, the man gritted his teeth and said:

"What else is there?"

If the room wasn't so dark, you could see that the man's complexion is really not very good now, especially just now, every time he uttered a word, his back molars seemed to be added.

"Don't you think you should take a shower?"

Um?

The man frowned tightly:

"You despise me?"

Dislike is not dislike.

"Don't you smell other women's perfume on you?"

If it was not clear that this man was really drugged, and, in that case, no one succeeded, I am afraid that he would not be so obedient.

Women are hypocritical.

Our police officer Su is no exception.

'pata'

All the lights in the room were turned on, and the room card was inserted into the card slot.

Finally, the couple saw each other clearly.

The man's body leaned towards the woman again, and impatiently pulled off the strap of the bathrobe on his body. Afterwards, the wet shirt was roughly torn off, and his lips pressed against the woman's ear:

"Okay, listen to you, go wash now."

Bathrobes, shirts, pants, and leather shoes were thrown on the ground in a mess.

And just when Su Zhixiao breathed a sigh of relief, he was pulled from behind again, and he was pulled into the bathroom.

Outside the window, the moon is hidden.

The bathroom door opened, and the woman was nestled in the man's arms, her whole body was limp, she couldn't walk at all, she was extremely tired and drowsy.

When he was thrown on the big soft bed, he opened his eyes with difficulty.

Suddenly, the man's handsome face magnified in front of his eyes.

"you"

The following words were swallowed again and forced to be pushed against the foot of the bed.

One night, I hardly slept at all.

The most memorable thing is the chandelier on the ceiling, which is constantly swinging, very dazzling.

So much so that, in the early morning of the next day, quite a few people were already standing outside the door of the room.

Want to knock on the door, but dare not knock on the door.

Ah Ban, and the other two bodyguards, even the big manager Zhou were there.

They looked at each other from time to time, and then lowered their eyes again, no one dared to do anything more.

From about seven o'clock in the morning until nearly ten o'clock.

There was still no movement inside the door.

Quiet as a chicken.

For Manager Zhou, these three hours were no less than the feeling of stepping on a tightrope.

Every second, my scalp felt numb.

And outside the hotel, it was also crowded with various reporters at the moment.

Hiss~

If you want to say that the most troublesome thing is Manager Zhou.

After all, I haven't had time to look at the situation on the Internet yet.

Mainly, I don’t dare to watch it yet.

"Aban, knock on the door." He whispered.

Aban shook his head instantly:

"Mr. Zhou should come."

Who tm doesn't want to live anymore?

The result is that everyone's desire to survive is equally strong!

Another half hour passed.

On the big bed, the man finally opened his eyes and hugged him habitually.

When the clear touch instantly covered his whole body, Huo De smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Familiar touch, familiar taste!

Finally, he lightly placed a kiss on the head of the sleeping woman.

I don't know where the cell phone was thrown, it turned on again, the man must have noticed it, sat up, picked up the cell phone from the floor and looked at it.