Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【236 snatch mommy】

This man - he is Nangong Jue, the young master of the underworld, with iron-blooded skills and ruthless killing skills.

Recalling how she was scared to death of him when they first met, how could she have thought that Nangong Jue would do these things now?

Romance is not about how romantic things he does for you, but what he is willing to do for you.

He, Nangong Jue, did all of this for her, Song Xiaozhi.

Something very warm and hot flowed into my chest, so full that it seemed like it was about to overflow.

Zhizhi picked up the business card, looked at it, and smiled.

Nangong Jue heard her laughter and looked up at her. In the darkness, he couldn't see clearly what she was holding, but he thought her smile was so beautiful.

He saw her stand up, walk towards him, take away his arms, hug his neck, and sit on his lap...

Nangong Jue paused and hugged her waist.

He liked holding her like this, and he liked it very much. This height was just right for her head to rest on his chest.

"Nangong Jue?"

He heard her calling her and lowered his face——

Caught off guard, a pair of red lips pressed against his.

Zhizhi raised her face and pressed his head with her small hands, bringing him closer to her and kissing her more deeply.

She kissed him first, then bit him, biting him hard, with five points more force than every time he bit her...

The aroma of wine slipped into his lips and tongue. He held her waist, slowly leaned down, and pressed her under him——

When Zhizhi started to feel a little breathless, he let go of her lips, but did not move his body. He stubbornly leaned very close to her and whispered: "Miss Song, why did you kiss me?"

"Feel what it feels like to forcefully kiss someone."

"how?"

"It's not satisfactory," Zhizhi said with a look of disgust, "It has nothing to do with your kissing skills, it's mainly about you as a person."

Nangong Jue suddenly tightened his arms, bringing her closer to him, as if he wanted to hold her tightly and melt...

Zhizhi pushed him with difficulty breathing, "Let go of me first, I have something to tell you."

Seeing that she was uncomfortable, he relaxed his arms, but rejected her proposal, "No, let's just say it."

"It seems that the CEO's love expert advice is not very successful," she laughed. "The candlelight dinner with flowers, roses, and everything else is good, but it lacks tenderness."

The CEO looked embarrassed and ugly.

What makes me embarrassed is that my own woman knows about such a shameful thing as a love expert consultant.

The ugly thing is that he really doesn't know how to be gentle. Today proved that he can't learn it either.

Zhizhi looked at his icy face that had not changed for thousands of years and suddenly had an expression of embarrassment and self-abandonment. He watched with relish and enjoyed it.

Is there such a thing as a century-old wonder?

I really want to take a photo and enlarge it to 50 inches and hang it in the living room. Is there any?

The eldest young master gave up on himself for a while, and suddenly saw a woman's gloating face from the corner of his eye. He became angry and said, "Miss Song, if you have nothing to say next, I will carry you back to the bedroom."

Zhizhi was very used to this man's shamelessness. Considering his good intentions, he didn't get angry. She raised her head and kissed his left cheek affectionately, saying in a low voice: "You don't know how to be gentle, authoritarian, and pleasing to others."

Disgusting, domineering, unreasonable, perverted, twisted, dark...so what, I only ask for one thing."

His eyes were dark and bright with splashes of ink, and he said, "Go on."

"As long as you are Nangong Jue, that's enough."

After the words fell, he suddenly raised his head, sealed her lips, and kissed her lips like drinking nectar.

Some words don't need to be said much for each other to understand.

This woman was born to be his Nangong Jue.

Fire - burning in the darkness, screaming in the silent night.

He wants her, this woman named Song Xiaozhi.

The air was trembling, as if even the floating dust was burning. Nangong Jue kissed the woman in his arms greedily, with fire between his fingers and in his chest.

This fire can burn everything.

Nangong Jue picked her up, let her sit astride him, bit her neck, and kissed her down along her fair skin...

The sudden movement made Zhizhi groan, and she unconsciously grabbed his shoulders with both hands, raised her head, and moved her body close to him, letting him place his hot lips bit by bit on her neck and collarbone, leaving a man's mark...

…

"Song Xiaozhi."

He demanded domineeringly, his tone was arrogant and arrogant, but he could hear the heart-warming oath of a king, "I want you!"

Zhizhi smiled brightly, "It just so happens that this is what I want to say to you."

The eyes that looked at each other were like ferocious beasts in the dark night.

Extremely ferocious and extremely ambiguous.

The strings of reason were suddenly broken at this moment.

When the arrow is on the string and the emotion is deep...

Bang, the sky crystal lamp suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire room.

The little man lying in front of the table looked at the two people on the sofa with his face in his hands and a speechless expression, "I mean, you two, could you please take care of the fact that there are still minors here?"

The eldest young master and Miss Song were petrified at the same time...

This...what is going on?

Why is Mao’s stone in the closed state of Nangong headquarters here?

Miss Song quickly got off Nangong Jue, quickly arranged her clothes and hair, quickly stood up, and stayed five meters away from the CEO, the further away the better.

"Stone," she smiled in panic, "when did you come back, and how long have you been here?"

Shitou looked at his watch, "About half an hour ago, Mommy, I came in before you came in. I saw someone drinking, so I was very civil and didn't bother him."

Ahhhhhhh...

Miss Song roared, "Stone, good son, you have now reached the state of being elusive!"

She glared at Nangong Jue, her eyes growing increasingly angry.

I told you to drink and drink. If my son saw something he shouldn't have seen while drinking, you will be responsible for getting a needle eye!

The eldest young master was very unhappy at this time. He stood up and walked to the table, stood on tiptoe on the stone and said, "If you have anything to say tomorrow, go back to the house and sleep."

Shitou glanced at the young master from the corner of his eyes. He was originally very happy to see him and his mother developing so quickly, but now that he was mentioned, he suddenly felt unhappy.

As soon as he came back, you wanted to steal mommy from him?

Song Xiaotou opened Nangong Jue's hand, stuck out her tongue at him, quickly ran to Zhizhi, hugged her mother's thigh and acted like a baby, "Mommy, Tou Tou misses you so much, Mommy, Tou Tou wants you tonight

Hold me to sleep..."

(Hmm, a little reminder, who is the father? Look at Shitou’s various attitudes towards men...)