Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"boom--"

A wine bottle slammed into the wall and shattered into a heap of shards.

Zuo Si knew that his words had gone too far, so he quickly touched his nose and flashed away.

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Unlike the hustle and bustle outside, the silence inside was as if the air had frozen.

Yuan Yang was furious, his whole body seemed to be covered in flames——

He hates his woman being admired and evaluated by other men!

An Luo's expression was completely inexplicable, she didn't understand where the man's anger came from, "I'm really not—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was thrown on his shoulders.

An Luo's stomach was hit like this, and she almost vomited out.

Luckily she didn't eat anything that night.

Yuan Yang carried her, went straight up to the third floor, kicked open the door——

This is a guest room, it has everything that should be there, and it is very tidy.

"boom--"

Yuan Yang kicked the door shut, walked over, threw An Luo on the bed, and began to undress.

"You—you—what are you doing?" An Luo was startled, jumped out of bed and ran to the door.

But it was too late.

Yuan Yang chased after her with a few strides, stretched out his long arms, easily caught her, and threw her back on the bed.

Being dumped like this twice in a row would make anyone dizzy.

An Luo was dizzy and lying on the bed, unable to get up for a while.

Yuan Yang had already taken off his clothes, and his strong figure was displayed in front of her, completely uncovered.

An Luo blushed, "You...you...you exhibitionist!"

Yuan Yang didn't answer, but snorted coldly, and moved swiftly like a cheetah, pounced on him, "I'm not only an exhibitionist, but also a pervert!"

An Luo turned pale with fright, and retreated to the corner of the bed.

"I'm not Nolan!"

"You are."

Yuan Yang kissed her hard.

He's not an idiot, he can't even recognize his wife who has been sleeping with him for several years!

"I really don't—um!" An Luo denied.

Yuan Yang grabbed her and pressed him down.

"I really don't—" the weak denial was swallowed in his mouth.

Yuan Yang kissed her fiercely, proving that his judgment was correct, and quickly stripped off the little dress on An Luo——

The familiar soft and sweet fragrance, seductive and sexy, perfectly fit his palm, just like the past few years.

Yuan Yang kissed, licked, and gnawed passionately... Everything was exactly the same as Nolan. How dare this woman say that she is not Nolan?

She obviously is!

Dress up!

Yuan Yang became ruthless, forcing her to admit her identity, his lips and hands greedily penetrated every inch of her.

An Luo was paralyzed there weakly, unable to resist at all.

Lust, at an astonishing speed, climbed up.

Yuan Yang raised her long legs, put them on her waist, supported her slender waist with both hands, pushed hard, and penetrated into her body.

"Ah..." The person under him let out a weak cry of pain, his hands gripped the pillow tightly, his knuckles turned white.

Yuan Yang, burned with lust, has lost all thinking ability.

In the depths of his consciousness, there was a voice telling him that something was wrong, but his body was completely out of control, and he only knew to keep occupying it...

Clutching An Luo's waist, the rhythm is fast...

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