Chapter 112

Tang Chenghan's fingers seem to be electrified, and everywhere they pass, they can arouse bursts of itching.

Sometimes, he even deliberately stayed for a while, so the place where he stayed was like lighting a fire, which made Tong Zimei's skin become hot and hot. After repeated times, Tong Zimei just felt as if she had been roasted, and gradually became hot and dry.

At last, his hand rested on her belly and rubbed it slowly like a teaser.

The heat quickly spread from her flat abdomen to her whole body. At last, even her ears burned. Her pale face was covered with a layer of crimson, and even her breathing became heavy. This feeling made her feel a little unbearable for a moment.

Yu Guangli, she clearly felt Tang Cheng's cold eyes.

The lamp turned on a little dark. Through the sheepskin lampshade, the orange light was gently sprinkled on Tong Zimei's naked back, and the soft and smooth skin was shining with hazy luster.

Tang Chenghan couldn't help but lower his head and nibble at her shoulder.

Tong Zimei clenched her teeth, wanted to be quiet, but the slight shudder of her body betrayed her.

Tang Chenghan, who holds his body with one hand, is so keen. After perceiving the change of Tong Zimei's body, he quietly smiles, gently pulls Tong Zimei's body and forces her to face himself.

The Tong purple eyebrow that returns body to come over but doesn't look at with him, Mou light floats to a side.

This woman really needs training.

Tang Cheng's eyes darkened.

"Kiss me." His thin lips slightly open, irresistible tone.

“……”

Hearing this, Tong Zimei turns to Tang Chenghan's eyes, clearly showing her inner confusion, confusion, shyness and struggle.

Finally, she closed her eyes and faced Tang Chenghan, who was close at hand, slowly approaching his face.

The moment that lips and teeth meet, Tong Zimei's heart suddenly has some kind of long lost palpitation.

Lingering, gentle, wheezing, touching

Tong Zimei only felt as if her body was going to float up, and her desire for rapid rise in her heart made her cling to Tang Chenghan's neck tightly, and her legs involuntarily wrapped around Tang Chenghan's strong waist.

At this time, Tang Chenghan's eyes, in front of the woman's eyes color blurred, slightly panting, Fei color face let her look like ripe apple general attractive.

Tang Chenghan, struggling to suppress his desire at this time, gives a low roar and presses Tong Zimei under his body

The morning sun through the purple curtains, sprinkled into the quiet bedroom.

In the bedroom, the bedclothes were messy, and the bodies of the two people who were still sleeping were still intertwined. They didn't wake up because of the disturbance of the sun.

Finally, the "meow meow" outside the window awakens Tang Chenghan in his deep sleep.

He opened his eyes and was about to get up when he realized that his arm was still under the pillow of the woman around him.

Side eyes look at the sleeping woman, messy short hair covers the forehead, scattered on the powder cheek, charming sleep let Tang Chenghan smile.

She was really tired last night, it seems.

Think of last night's crazy night, Tang Chenghan can't help but some ready to move.

She said it was inconvenient for her. It was. However, there is no other way for men to love women?

This woman, although very stupid, but not skilled techniques also let himself taste to the other hearty.

Tang Cheng Han Wei narrowed his eyes. He took the mobile phone at the head of the bed in his other hand. It was almost nine o'clock.

Thinking of another meeting, Tang Chenghan slowly pulled out his numb arm from under the neck of the sleeping woman, got up quietly and walked into the bathroom.

The sound insulation effect of the bathroom is very good. When he bathes, Tong Zimei is still asleep.

He chose one of his clothes from the wardrobe. After dressing up, he thought about it. He went into the inner room and covered the curtains tightly. Then he went downstairs by himself.

In the dark, Tong Zimei listened to the sound of opening and closing the door, and slowly opened her eyes.

By the time Tang Chenghan pulled out her arm, she was awake.

But she kept closing her eyes and pretending to be asleep.

She got up slowly, looked at the clothes scattered on the ground, turned on the table lamp, pulled out a pink bath towel from the bedside table and put it on her body.

Come to the window, open the curtain, beautiful garden corridor, a black SUV slowly out of the carved iron gate ...

she remembered his soft words before going to bed last night, "I have something to do tomorrow. When your son comes, I'll spend a good day with him..."

Before he mentioned her children, he was always indifferent and even disgusted.

I'm afraid all he wants is her, or simply her body.

He surprised her last night.

Perhaps, this may be her as his mistress, last night in bed performance is still qualified return bar.

Think of this, she laughed at herself, numb heart still has a clear dull pain.

Looking up at the vast sky, occasionally a happy bird chirps past the window.Tong Zimei's skin is sensitive, and the kisses on her body are clearly visible. There are all kinds of clothes in the wardrobe, but she doesn't wear comfortable home clothes.

She specially chose a plum colored dress, as if it was custom-made for her.

When the newly groomed Tong Zimei comes down the stairs, the servants' intuition is bright.

It can be said that people are clothes and horses are saddles. They can see through their looks.

Tong Zimei's simple clothes make her look more like a student. At best, she is a college student. She is a typical noodle in clear soup.

The servants of this era are used to the preference of the president, even if they come to a middle school student.

Although the time of this villa is not long, the servants have been waiting with Tang Chenghan for a long time.

Over the years, there have been many excellent women of all kinds.

Now this woman, after changing her clothes, immediately looks like a changed person. She is very elegant and refined.

At the table, Li Ma, the servant, served a cup of bird's nest porridge.

As soon as Tong Zimei started to hold the bowl, he heard the familiar voice outside, and was surprised, "uncle, will my mother be here?"

As soon as Tong Zimei's hand was loosened, the bowl fell on the dining table. The spilled soup scalded the back of her hand. She could not help wiping it away. She got up and rushed to the boy at the door.

The boy also found Tong Zimei, who was running towards him, "Mom!" Calling to shake off the man's hand, pounce on Tong Zimei's arms.

As if he hadn't seen her for a year, Tong Zimei first looked at her carefully, then saw her from the top, then saw her from the top, and asked in a trembling voice, "Jane, how are you these days?"

This question made the overjoyed boy pout his mouth, "No. Mom, how can you not want me? "

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