Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Can't blame him.

They have not been intimate since their illness.

"No way!" Sikong Lingge pressed down his hand forcefully, he couldn't figure out how Shangguan Rui would be interested since he had a big belly and his hands and feet were swollen badly.

"Ling Ge..." Shangguan Rui stuck to her neck, rubbing gently, "I haven't done it for a long time..."

"That doesn't work either." Sikong Lingge glared at him, but he didn't forget that they were outside now.

"You really have the heart to make me uncomfortable?"

"Shangguan Rui! Be serious!" Sikong Lingge pulled his hand away.

"Come once? Just once..." Shangguan Rui murmured into her neck.

"Not once! It's windy, go back to the house." Sikong Lingge patted his hairy hands off vigorously.

"But I really...you know what I want every day, I miss you so much, lying in the sterile ward, thinking of your scent, listening to songs..."

"Shang, Guan, Rui!" Sikong Lingge blushed.

This man is enough!

In the public, what kind of nonsense did he say!

Fortunately, the servant stood far away.

Otherwise, Sikong Lingge really wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

"Really don't want it?" Shangguan Rui looked at her eagerly.

"Shangguan Rui, I don't want to be angry!" Sikong Lingge lowered his face.

Seeing that she was really angry, Shangguan Rui had no choice but to slowly retract the magic palm that had got under her clothes.

"I'm tired, let's go back to bed and lie down." Shangguan Rui said.

"Let me get up first." Sikong Lingge glared at him, knowing clearly what Shangguan Rui was planning.

She knew this man too well, especially his lustful side!

Shangguan Rui must have wanted to mess with her while lying on the bed.

However, knowing this, Sikong Lingge was still hindered by Shangguan Rui's health, so he had to compromise and accompany him back to the room.

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Sikong Lingge was not wrong, Shangguan Rui was in such a hurry to go back to his room, it was indeed because he wanted to do something wrong to her.

Unfortunately, his "trick" did not succeed.

Because, as soon as they got back to their room, the phone rang.

At this time, who will call?

Sikong Linge froze for a moment, helped Shangguan Rui to the bed first, and then picked it up.

"Listen to the song." As soon as the phone was connected, Song Haiyue's voice came out.

"Mommy? What happened?" Sikong Lingge immediately became nervous when he heard Song Haiyue's voice.

Song Haiyue seldom calls, and when she calls, it is mostly because of family business.

"Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal." Song Haiyue reassured her daughter, "Your father's birthday is two days old, and I'm afraid that you'll be working hard, and Rui's body hasn't fully recovered... I don't want to call, so I have to call Ask if you will come, lest he clearly hopes that you will come, but refuses to say so, and becomes agitated at every turn, pacing around the house."

"Daddy's birthday, of course we will go back." Sikong Linge said, "Mommy, please tell Daddy that we will go back one day earlier."

"Okay, I'm relieved if you want to come back." Song Haiyue let out a long breath, but still told her daughter, "If you don't feel well, don't force it."