Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   was discovered... Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes, straightened his back and said, "Put some wine."

   "Wine? Where did you get the wine?"

  There is only wine in his room in the villa, and there is no shortage of wine in the room.

  Is it…

  Fu Zhiyan's face darkened, "You took that bottle of wine from the refrigerator?"

   "How do you know?" Han Xiaoye was surprised.

  Fu Zhiyan laughed angrily at her, his handsome and noble face was full of mountains and rain, "Of course I know, because there is only that bottle of wine in the villa."

  sexual. potency. wine aphrodisiac-yang-wine.

   This bottle of wine was quietly placed in the villa by Feng Yaqin, he always knew it, but he didn't throw it away.

   Unexpectedly, she was so bold that she added it to the **** soup!

  Fu Zhiyan's temples jumped fiercely. I don't know if he was too sensitive. He clearly felt the change in his body.

**** it!

   He narrowed his phoenix eyes fiercely.

   tried his best to suppress the heat that was surging in his body.

   "Get out!" When he said this, his handsome face was flushed. A touch of bright red dotted the end of his phoenix eyes, enticing his soul!

  Han Xiaoye had already thought about his various reactions before he came up. Fu Zhiyan's anger was exactly what she expected. She dodged like a slippery little loach, and closed the door behind her, "I won't go out! Unless you sleep with me."

   Her idea is very simple, even if you don't marry someone you like, at least for the first time you want to marry someone you like.

   It's fine to call her a hooligan or to call her cheeky. Anyway, this time, she won't go out without saying anything!

   "Han, Xiao, Ye!"

  Fu Zhiyan gritted his teeth, wishing he could cut open her little head to see what was inside.

   The person whose name was yelled at completely ignored his cold face and rushed over!

  Fu Zhiyan was caught off guard by her being pinned on the bed, his face sank, and he was about to scold the daring little hooligan. Thin lips have been blocked first!

   "Hmm!" He hummed nicely.

  Because of his low-grade fever, his voice was much more hoarse than usual. He was so **** and sultry as if he was scratching his head, making his heart ticklish.

  Han Xiaoye teased his thin lips while biting and grinding his thin lips while using his eighteenth technique, and touched down shamelessly with his small hand... After all, this is not the first time he has encountered a gun. She didn't shake her hand this time, and pinched it with her thumb.

   felt the man under her froze, and she felt shameful.

Han Xiaoye was a little ashamed of his own reaction, but at the same time he couldn't help rubbing against him, his hands rubbed naturally, "Little uncle, let's do it, I promise, I swear. As long as you do it with me, I will definitely do it. I won't bother you anymore."

  Fu Zhiyan's stern face was covered with dark clouds in an instant, and his cold eyebrows were beating in anger, "Do you know what you are doing? I will give you one last chance, let go!"

   He is a man!

   A normal man!

   Not to mention that if you drink that thing, even if you don't drink it, you won't be able to control it if you are so teased.

  Han Xiaoye is dying, does she know?

   Once he loses control, will she be able to bear the consequences?

  Fu Zhiyan thought a lot, but Han Xiaoye didn't think about anything. Now she has one thought in her head - sleep with him!

   So not only did she not let go of her little hand, but she also unbuttoned his leather buckle in a particularly rogue way! Xiaozui Erte boldly directly grabbed his rolling Adam's apple...

   That place is definitely a man's sensitive zone!

  Fu Zhiyan almost heard the sound of reason breaking.

   He rolled over and pressed the person under him, restraining her little hand that was stroking, and the ends of his eyes were blushing, like a butterfly flapping his wings, approaching forcefully, "Han Xiaoye, you are only 18 years old!"

What's the meaning? Han Xiaoye's alcoholism is on the rise at this moment, his brain is a little dizzy, and he doesn't know why, but his body is hotter than before, and it's... uncomfortable! She tugged at her clothes hotly, and tried her best to stick them on him. It seems to be more comfortable when it is attached to his slightly cool skin. But that comfort was only an instant, and a more ferocious fire was ignited in the body.

  The body is getting weird...

   A little hot, and a little… empty. The flames scurried around her body, she wanted to move but couldn't move, the bottom was like ants gnawing, itching to death. Stream after stream of heat flowed from below, and the endless emptiness and longing swept her sanity, and she felt like she was dying.

  Han Xiaoye instinctively wanted to post it, and whimpered like a cat in her mouth, "Well, little uncle, let's do it." At this time, she didn't forget to talk like a rogue.

  Fu Zhiyan tried his best to restrain the fire in his lower abdomen. The girl's body was inconceivably soft, and every time it was soft, the aroma of wine mixed with the natural body fragrance pervasively seduced his instincts.

   The blue veins on his temples jumped, and he took a few deep breaths to calm the fire that she had stirred up. Pressing her coldly: "Do you know what you are doing?"

  Han Xiaoye was extraordinarily presumptuous, seemingly dissatisfied with his refusal, and pounced on his lower lip, grinding it like a wild cat. The hot cheeks rubbed against the man's firm chin unconsciously.

"knowledge."

   "You know who I am?"

"knowledge."

   "Ono, my name is your uncle."

   He was her uncle, but she begged him to have her.

   Do you know that once she takes this step, she will never have a chance to regret it. Of course, he never thought of giving her a chance to regret.

  Han Xiaoye cried: "Fu Zhiyan, I feel uncomfortable..."

  ——Fu Zhiyan!

   "Damn it!" Fu Zhiyan's eyes sank, and his eyes that were as dark as falcons completely darkened. She called his name, which was more deadly than the charm medicine.

  Han Xiaoye's waist was grabbed violently, her provocative mouth was bitten and swallowed by the man, Fu Zhiyan's 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 the hem of her clothes, 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.

   "Well..."

  Han Xiaoye whimpered and twisted unbearably.

"So hot."

  The body is hot, and the body seems to be hotter. She felt that her own reaction was a little too intense, a bit similar to the heroine played in the film, but also a bit different. She closed her eyes a little ashamed, but her movements were bold and wrapped around the man's waist.

   Not only was he entangled, she had not forgotten her purpose, and reached out to pull his clothes. The straps of Fu Zhiyan's bathrobe were tightly tied. She pulled it for a long time without tearing it off. She half-opened her water-colored eyes and whispered softly.