Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Early morning.

  The fallen leaves in the late autumn fell silently under the street lamps, the cold wind blew, and they swayed and swayed like dancing. On the road where only the street lights were silent, a black Bentley quietly ran over the fallen leaves on the road and drove over...

  Han Xiaoye was about to freeze into ice slag, so he could only keep warm by walking back and forth. As soon as she saw the familiar car approaching, she was shocked and trotted over. He opened his hands and stopped in the middle of the road.

  '呲——' The tires rubbed harshly, and the car stopped.

  Fu Zhiyan's face was as deep as water, and he watched the man pulling the door outside with his face flushed from the cold. He frowned and unlocked the car, "You don't sleep at night, and..."

   The next second, his thin lips were covered by a cold little hand, and someone shamelessly pounced on him. He was caught off guard and leaned back, barely supporting his body with his elbows.

  Han Xiaoye proudly straddled the man, suppressed him, and closed the car door. Big eyes sparkling, "Little uncle, let's do it!"

Do? doing what? Before Fu Zhiyan came back to his senses, the little **** her body had already untied the flimsy rope of the bathrobe. The bathrobe spread out suddenly, revealing the temptation of **** inside... I have to say that these days, the milk and soy milk she insists on every day is not for nothing. Originally, Xiao He's chest with sharp horns was exposed, but in the past half a year, he secretly rubbed it into a small steamed bun. White and green wrapped in a red corset, indescribably round and lovely. There is a pure temptation that is hard to say.

  Han Xiaoye blushed slightly, a layer of pimples appeared on his skin, he took his big hand and put it on his chest.

Fu Zhiyan had never seen a woman like her. She was obviously greener and shy than anyone else, and her words and deeds were bolder than anyone else... The palm of his hand touched the softness of the white steamed bun, and he had to admit it. The little girl has really grown 'big'.

  Han Xiaoye's ears turned red, and he looked at him with bright eyes, biting the man's perfectly shaped jaw, "Little uncle, let's do it, okay?"

   If you don't understand what she's talking about now, you're really not a normal man.

but……

  The corners of Fu Zhiyan's mouth pursed tightly, staring at the girl who was sitting on top of him, "How long have you been outside dressed like this?"

  Han Xiaoye 'tempted' her in a desperately concave posture, while shaking his hands to unbutton his shirt, he answered without thinking, "Two hours."

  Soon!

Her wrists, which were fiddling with the ignition, were pulled away, and Fu Zhiyan's eyes were full of anger, "You mean that in the weather with an average temperature of less than ten degrees, you are a girl who doesn't sleep at night, so you wrap a layer of cloth. Two hours on the side of the road?"

  Who allowed her to act so daringly!

  Han Xiaoye's wrist hurt, and he didn't have time to purse his mouth. Then I heard the man rebuking his anger, "Han Xiaoye, you are really promising! Huh? Have you ever thought about what would happen if another car passed by? What would happen if someone else saw it? You Do you still have any sense of danger in your mind?"

   The girl who was reprimanded was a little aggrieved, and couldn't help but talk back, "Who lived here at night. Besides, this is a villa area, and the family next door has gone abroad for a trip, so no one will bump into it at all..."

Touching the man's cold brows, her voice gradually softened, and after thinking about it, she said, "Even if someone passes by, he doesn't know what I'm wearing. Take a ten thousand steps back and say, even if he has a sense of evil, I Have practiced women's self-defense! I can protect myself!"

   She is reasonable!

  Fu Zhiyan's face turned black with her anger, his thin lips touched up and down, "What if there is more than one man in the car?"

  “…”

   "Or, what about more than one car?" He changed the situation.

Han Xiaoye quit, "How can there be so many ifs, isn't it safe for me to wait for you in reality? Well, even if I'm wrong, you scold me, and I admit my mistake. Uncle, let me go, Let's do business first."

   One hand was caught, and she had the other hand, and directly touched the man's belt dishonestly. With the air conditioner on in the car, her body was warm and her movements were flexible. She actually successfully unbuttoned the belt once. The little hand shamelessly touched it inside...

  Fu Zhiyan's face sank, "Han Xiaoye!"

   "Right now, don't worry."

   The lights on the car were not very bright, and she couldn't find the zipper of her trousers when she touched it. The head is getting lower and lower, and the tip of the nose is about to touch the fabric of the trousers...

  The girl had the fragrance that she had deliberately finished bathing, filling the originally small space. During his breath, Fu Zhiyan clearly felt that there was warm wind blowing through the thin cloth and blowing on something that shouldn't be blowing.

  Rao is that he believes that his self-control is beyond ordinary people.

   But in this case, the only one who can control himself is God.

   "Hey, I found it!"

   Someone who didn't realize the danger saw the zipper and opened it without thinking.

  Suddenly, a scorching high-spirited popped out and touched the tip of her nose.

  Han Xiaoye was startled, his head jerked up, and he dodged a little. The next moment, she stretched out her hand and poked curiously, her **** and white eyes full of exploration of the unknown, "Is this what a man's thing is? It's not as big as the one he watched with Qiqi. Sure enough, the TV It's all a lie."

  … not much.

   Fu Zhiyan's eyes were deep.

  Han Xiaoye poked again, raised his head, as if Colombia had discovered the New World, and boasted, "Little uncle, it's soft, and it will bounce when you poke it."

……Soft.

  Fu Zhiyan's deep eyes were filled with dark fire.

"To shut up."

   If Han Xiaoye was so obedient, she would not be called Han Xiaoye. She didn't shut up at all, and quickly pecked his Adam's apple, softly shouting, "Fu Zhiyan, Fu Zhiyan, Fu Zhiyan, Fu Zhiyan..."

  ——Fu Zhiyan!

   "Damn it!" The man's eyes sank, and the gloomy eyes like a falcon completely darkened.

  Han Xiaoye's waist was grabbed violently, her provocative mouth was bitten back by the man, and the kiss was strong! As if with a hot flame that burns everything, it swept over every inch of her mouth, absorbing the sweetness from her small mouth. After tossing and turning, the two of them pulled out charming silver threads from the corners of their mouths. Fu Zhiyan's big hand penetrated along her back, capturing her small roundness. The other hand undid the buttons of her bra, and suddenly the soft breast fell into the big hand and was wrapped by the big hand.

   He slammed his hand away, and the girl who was riding on him hummed and rushed into his arms, "Han Xiaoye, this is what you asked for, don't regret it...because it's too late."

  Fu Zhiyan's eyes locked on her firmly, his eyes moved down inch by inch... Under the gaze of such encroaching eyes, Han Xiaoye's skin couldn't help but turn pink.

"kiss Me."