One Year Marriage

  Dongfang Jue took Murong Xi out of the car, Zuo Xing had already registered at the front desk and took the room card.

   "Young Master, the canopy suite on the top floor."

   Zuo Xing handed him the room card and said respectfully.

   "Thank you, thank you for your hard work, rest early."

   After Dongfang Jue finished speaking, she hugged Murong Xi and hurried to the elevator.

   "Okay! Thank you young master!"

   Zuo Xing replied from behind, secretly thinking that the Spring Festival Night is worth a thousand dollars, of course they wouldn't be so ignorant and bother him.

  The elevator went straight to the top floor, and the door opened with a "ding".

   There is only one suite in this entire floor, which belongs to him tonight, and the woman in his arms is the same.

   Walking into the room and closing the door, Dongfang Jue couldn't wait to press her against the door panel, his tall body pressed up, and he bent down and squeezed her lips.

"Well……"

   Murong Xi snorted and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the man's kiss was domineering and fierce, leaving her with nowhere to run...

Dongfang Jue almost frantically absorbed her sweetness, until she was almost unable to breathe and her feet were too weak to stand up, he reluctantly let go of her, grabbed her waist with both hands, picked her up, turned around and placed her at the entrance. on the cabinet.

  The cabinet is not short, so Murong Xi sat on it and looked up at him lightly.

  Dongfang Jue looked at her, who was so charming, and saw her blushing, drunk, and her eyes were unconsciously soft.

   He held her face, lowered his head, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and then moved down slowly, kissing her eyebrows, kissing her eyes, and kissing her beautiful curled eyelashes...

   Carefully kissed her facial features, as gently and carefully as you would treat the most beloved baby, for fear that she would be hurt by too much force.

  The gentleness of a man is like a huge net, making Murong Xi sink in easily.

She also wanted to kiss him like he kissed herself, but a man is too tall to kiss him to the fullest. She was annoyed, so she hooked his neck and kissed his lips eagerly, waiting for her to kiss enough. Tired of kissing, Dongfang Jue turned her back on the guest and continued to kiss her...

  The temperature in the room gradually rose, and it gradually spread a little bit.

  From the entrance to the carpet in the bedroom, girls' T-shirts, jeans, Bras are scattered all over the place...

  The ground is full of mess, revealing an ambiguous blushing heartbeat.

On   Kingsize's big bed, the girl's skin is as white as snow, charming and charming, and her long black and beautiful hair is spread on the pillow. The extreme contrast between black and white makes a man forget to breathe at a glance.

   Seeing the man's scorching eyes lingering on his skin, Murong Xi's chaotic thoughts seemed to be so clear for a moment, and he felt so shy.

   She stretched out her hand to cover it, but, who knows, her wrist was grabbed by him.

   "Do not cover!"

   He ordered in a hoarse voice, his scarlet eyes burning like they were burning her.

   Maybe his tone was too fierce, and the girl couldn't help but feel a little wronged, glared at him angrily, and said coquettishly: "You peek at me, the president has a needle eye!"

  “哧——”

   Dongfang Jue hooked her lips and chuckled, thinking her more and more cute.

  After all, when she was awake, she was more like a little hedgehog, how could she be coquettish to him?

  So, in comparison, he prefers her soft and soft appearance...

   couldn't help but leaned over and gave her a kiss on her pouty mouth. His words were full of indulgence, "Peek at the president's eye, but I'm looking at it openly!"

   "How can there be such a thing? Get out of the way, I want to get dressed!"

   Murong Xi pushed his shoulders hard, trying to push him away, but she never thought that her unintentional action would make her stick to him even more.