My Cold And Beautiful CEO

Yunshan and Duanmurui originally said they would help out, but Qin Hao was so persistent, so they had to give up and rest on the sofa, quietly watching Qin Hao busy in the kitchen.

About half an hour later, four dishes and one soup were on the table. Mapo tofu, twice-cooked pork, hot and sour potato shreds, ground three delicacies, chicken sauce and matsutake soup. .

It wasn't the first time for the second daughter to try Qin Hao's cooking skills. Naturally, she was full of praise for his superb cooking skills, and the meal ended in a happy atmosphere.

After eating, Duanmurui went back to her room to take a bath and rest. Naturally, she also knew that Qin Hao and Yun Shan had something to discuss, so she avoided it specially, leaving space for the two of them to be alone.

Washing off the dust all over his body, Qin Hao went straight to the big bed and lay down. His head, which had just grown a little stubble, was just right on Yun Shan's thigh. He closed his eyes slowly, Talking, enjoying the peace and tranquility of this moment, my heart is also warm.

I don't know if it's because of Yunshan's special identity, or because she has left deep traces in the childhood memory that he lost. Among many women, he only feels special when he is with Yunshan. Relax, feeling pampered and loved.

It's ridiculous to say it, after so many years, used to watching life and death, living in the world of killing and being killed, he seems to have long forgotten what it feels like to be loved, it seems that, except for the forgotten memory , since he woke up in the ruined temple, he has never felt that feeling.

Yun Shan quietly let Qin Hao lie on her thighs, her white and tender palms gently brushed across his face, and finally stopped at his temples, gently massaging his head with her green fingers.

Qin Hao's expression was relaxed, and he reached into Yun Shan's nightdress with his big hand, and kneaded it wantonly~ After a few squeezes, Yun Shan's body seemed to be made of water, and soon she was out of breath, and she snuggled into Qin Hao's arms , his complexion was slightly flushed~ red, his lips were lightly pursed and he let Qin Hao do whatever he wanted.

"Sister Shan, I want you."

Qin Hao couldn't bear it any longer, with soft jade in his arms, unless he was the contemporary Liu Xiahui, how could he bear it? Based on his previous actions, few people would probably regard him as a gentleman.

Hearing her man's longing, even Yunshan couldn't help but climb a few red clouds on her face. Although the two of them have always been considered siblings, she has already regarded herself as Qin Hao's woman. Her body, feelings, and everything will be handed over to Qin Hao without reservation.

She was never in a hurry to hand herself over, staying by Qin Hao's side could almost be said to have no desires, as long as she could see him living a safe and happy life,

She was very satisfied, she even thought that if Qin Hao got tired of her one day, she would leave quietly without hesitation, without bringing him the slightest burden.

Therefore, she has been waiting, waiting for Qin Hao to possess her. She doesn't need to compete for favor, let alone tie Qin Hao with her body. She just needs to cater to Qin Hao and respond to all his needs as best she can.

It just doesn't seem right now.

Little Yunshan's face was pink, her body trembled slightly, she restrained Qin Hao's big hands that were making trouble, twisting her delicate body like a water snake, begging: "Hao, don't... There are still important things to talk about... ...Come back later..."

"I don't!" Qin Hao refused very capriciously, and climbed up Yun Shan's body a little bit aggressively, hugging her in his arms, and the two of them pressed their fiery bodies tightly together, "Sister Shan, what happens at any time?" It’s possible to talk about it, and it’s not impossible after it’s done. I’ve made you wait for a long time because of my health, and I’ll make it up to you.”

As he said that, Qin Hao lowered his head and hugged Yun Shan's earlobe, licking and biting gently, the reaction from Yun Shan's body became more intense, and he quickly said, "Hao, dirty... I haven't bathed yet... you Let me take a shower first..."

The corners of Qin Hao's mouth curled up slightly, and with an evil smile, he hugged Yun Shan directly by the waist, and said with a wink of smile: "Little problem, I will solve it for you, let's wash it together, and let my brother take good care of you for a while." .”

"Don't...don't...Hao, I'm still wearing clothes..."

Regardless of Yun Shan's delicate panting and struggling, Qin Hao hugged her and entered the bathroom like a gust of wind. While turning on the bathtub faucet to start running water, and at the same time turning on the shower, Yun Shan who was still wearing a black lace nightdress Putting it down, the hands were wall-thumping, leaning against the marble wall, and the water droplets from the top to the bottom quickly poured the two into drowned chickens.

"Sister Shan, you are really sexy."

The clothes that were wet~ the whole body were almost translucent and stuck to Yunshan's body, showing a graceful curve, and the wet hair was also stuck to the face, very sexy~ seductive, making Qin Hao's heart beat.

"I hate it! Sooner or later, I will be yours, so I am so anxious to do something, my clothes are all wet~"

Yun Shan glanced at Qin Hao angrily, raised her head and said coquettishly, but she didn't want to meet Qin Hao's deep and loving eyes, her whole body seemed to be sucked in by those affectionate eyes, unable to extricate herself, she could clearly I can feel that the man in front of me loves so deeply.

Yun Shan was completely stunned, she forgot everything, only Qin Hao was left in her eyes, as if Qin Hao was her sky, her land, and everything about her.

Qin Hao slowly stretched out his fingers, and gently brushed away the hair sticking to Yun Shan's face. He gently held her rosy white cheeks with his palms, just like holding the best top-quality jade. Gentle and ingenious, not daring to have the slightest damage and profanity.

"Yun'er, I love you..."

A sentence of Yun'er who put aside the title of sister and brother, and a sentence of "I love you", coupled with that gentle movement, loving expression, and pity in the eyes, Yun Shan completely melted, she is now almost soft into a puddle of mud, let Qin Hao fiddled.

The heavy body oppressed her, and she stuck tightly to the marble wall. Her lips moved around her face, lips, and neck. The warm water slapped the two of them. Yun Shan felt that she was about to ascend to heaven. Very happy, very happy, like never before.

For more than ten years, she has waited for more than ten years, blamed herself for more than ten years, and hated herself for more than ten years. Finally, today, all her wishes have been fulfilled. She is finally going to become Qin Hao's woman thoroughly. , became one with him.

"Yun'er, I love you... I want you to be my woman, forever and ever, my woman who is not allowed to run away from me no matter what..." Qin Hao kissed Yun hard Shan's whole body, as if wishing to swallow her whole, reckless movements accompanied by strong emotions, penetrated Yun Shan's body and pierced into the bottom of her heart.

Yun Shan felt the man's strong love for her. Apart from being happy and happy about this, she was also a little surprised. The man's possessiveness seemed to be not only satisfied with the body, but also with the heart, and even the soul. Everything belonged to her. he!

But she is not afraid, on the contrary, she is even happier, because she has long been prepared to hand over everything to Qin Hao. The wish of more than ten years has been fulfilled, and the strong emotions of more than ten years, whether it is guilt or sorrow, will eventually melt away. For a more intense love, blend into the bodies of the two.

"Okay... Hao, I am your woman, I want to be your woman, even if I die, I will love you..."

The author Mo Wangchu said: Emotional dramas are really difficult to write, especially those things. Now that we are caught up with the crackdown, we must always grasp the bottom line and not cross the line. It is really a headache. . . . .