Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

On this day, Xirong Fuchen had just returned and saw that the light in the living room was on, and his heart jumped suddenly. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Duan Jintian sitting on the sofa.

Xirong Fuchen opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

He was nervous, and there was a feeling of fear in his heart.

He thought Duan Jintian was asleep before he went out.

Duan Jintian heard the sound and stood up from the sofa, her eyes reddened.

She walked step by step to Xirong Fuchen, "Brother Chen is drinking?"

When Duan Jintian spoke, his voice was still wronged.

Xirong Fuchen wanted to explain to Duan Jintian, but he didn't know how to explain his strangeness.

Xirong Fuchen looked at Duan Jintian nervously, not missing her expression.

Especially when Xirong Fuchen saw Duan Jintian's red eyes, his heart hurt.

Duan Jintian had been thinking about it, but when she saw Xirong Fuchen, saw his nervousness, and saw the distress in his eyes, she thought she might think too much.

"Brother Chen can tell me, why go drinking?"

Xirong Fuchen is not a good drinker, and he is the president. If he wants to drink, he can drink it in the presidential palace. There is no need to pretend to go to the bar to drink.

This is where Duan Jintian wondered.

Xirong Fuchen sighed, let him explain how, his inner troubles, his inner desires.

He was greedy and wanted more.

Especially with Duan Jintian day and night, holding a beast that couldn't satisfy his heart.

He is so much bigger than Duan Jintian. He has endured for a long time, and he can't help it.

He waited and waited until Duan Jintian was twenty years old, but it seemed that he was still a bit young.

Duan Jintian's EQ is also high, she will not quarrel with Xirong Fuchen for not knowing the reason.

She will figure out the reason before making a decision.

Of course, she believed Brother Chen very much in her heart.

Their feelings have been so long, and trust has been engraved in their hearts.

Duan Jintian tipped her toes and kissed Xirong's lips, "Brother Chen, can you tell me?"

Duan Jintian seemed to be a different person at this time and began to seduce Xirong Fuchen to speak.

Of course, Duan Jintian also felt the stiffness of Xirong Fuchen.

She saw the condensed vortex under his eyes and knew that she had a great influence on him.

A light flashed in Duan Jintian's eyes, licked his lips, and continued to kiss, holding Xirong Fuchen on tiptoe, learning to read from the book, kissing down...

Xirong Fuchen groaned, his throat rolled, and his voice was hoarse.

He never knew that Duan Jintian would lure him like this...

He is difficult to control.

"Sweet, you..."

Duan Jintian smiled inside, but kept moving.

Although she is a good girl, she is not in front of Xirong Fuchen.

She can let go of the restraint in her bones.

Because she knew that her dust brother would not hurt her, nor would she hurt her.

"Brother Chen..."

Xirong Fuchen raised a wry smile on her lips, silly girl, but he knew that the reason why he went to the bar was because he sometimes could not control it, and wanted to do the closest thing to her directly.

Especially holding her at night and coaxing her to fall asleep.

Sometimes kissing will cause a fire.

"Sweet, don't... wait for you to be bigger."

Duan Jintian blushed slightly, holding Xirong Fuchen's hand before him, "Brother Chen, do you think it is small?"

Xirong Fuchen's head was completely exploded, losing her sanity, holding Duan Jintian, directly trapping her on the wall, and began to kiss hard.

Like a storm...

This is also Xirong Fuchen that Duan Jintian has never seen, but she seems to know the reason now.

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