Luxury presidential suite.
Night imperial Chen will Mu late tilt down, long arm tightly embrace her waist, lest she stand unsteady Jiao soft fall.
He took the room card out of his suit pocket, then pushed the door in, picked up the woman, raised his long leg and kicked the door shut
Accompanied by the door when the "Di" sound sounded.
But at the end of the corridor, there was a camera, the flash light was very weak, and the sound of the shutter sounded.
"Qing Qing..."
Night Yu Chen put her on the soft big bed, he affectionately constantly called this name, "Qing Qing, Mu Wan Qing..."
Touching the soft big bed on his back, Mu Wanqing fell into it like a lazy little wild cat. He seemed to bend his legs and wriggle his slender waist
The night imperial Chen immediately takes off the suit coat.
He threw the clothes aside, leaned over her, and then came a strong kiss.
"Well..."
Mu Wanqing squinted at him lazily, and his hand went in through the collar of his open shirt, encircled his strong waist, and even felt restlessly downward.
"Da -"
the clear sound suddenly sounded.
Mu Wanqing unties Ye Yuchen's belt, then deliberately playfully and slowly pulls out.
The man's body slightly stiff, he slowly loosen her lips, looking at the small hand is not clever, and then with a big grasp of her hand, help her pull out the whole belt.
"Well..."
Mu late Qing light frown, drunk head.
She just had a bad headache and was a little confused. She didn't realize what was happening now.
Maybe it's instinctive trust, she didn't refuse his action when she was drunk, and even let him play around
The hot palm rubbed her delicate skin, which made her body tremble slightly. What swept her was a long lost and different electric shock.
The two of them soon met frankly.
"Qing Qing, I miss you so much, I miss you so much..."
The night imperial Chen will fine and fragmentary kiss fall on her body, constantly dumb voice entreaty, "don't leave me again......"
Mu Wanqing lips slightly open, occasionally a little forbearance of murmur, also don't know whether to agree.
In a word, the night is tender and long, full of ambiguous atmosphere of love, low breath and light chant constantly overlap
Hours, times, billions.
Until Mu late Qing sleeps thoroughly in the past, the night imperial Chen just finally stops the movement, falls the extremely light and is full of the affectionate kiss on her eyebrow.
"Tilt, I love you."
Yeyuchen thin lips light hook, affectionately looking at the sleeping girl, voice has become a lot of soft, "even if you hate me, abandon me, I still love you Until death. "
Voice down, the man turned out of bed, barefoot into the bathroom, wet a hot towel, carefully and carefully wipe her body.
"Yuchen..." Mu Wan talks about his name in his dreams.
Murmur, a tear and slowly down the corner of the eye, wet the pillow towel beside the cheek.
Night imperial Chen's heart suddenly stabs painful, he gently sucks that drop of tears, then holds the woman to put into the quilt.
Since she is thinking about him all the time, why does she want to leave ruthlessly? Why does she say she doesn't love him? Why does she say yes and no?
Yeyuchen's eyes were slightly deep. He went to take a cold bath and was always thinking about this problem that he couldn't understand
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