Madam Dihao is not good

Chanel walked over and saw the two bodyguards keeping their faces away, and then sat on Su Shijie's lap.

Just sitting firmly, raised her head, a hot kiss blocked Chanel's lips

This kiss was violent and domineering, with cruel viciousness.

He knows that what she cares most about is her family, and what she loves most is also her family!She can do everything for her family!

Why, he can't be counted as a part? ! [

He used to be an intimate family member with her...

She could hurt him so recklessly for the sake of her family!why why why!

He kissed her over and over again, biting and sucking, until her lips were so hot and painful, his big palms familiarly picked up her shirt button and rubbed her chubby.

Chanel found that she had already reacted.

When he pulled her to sit on him, leaning on his strong and hard chest, with his breath lingering around her, she wanted it.

Only when she is close to him, will she have lustful miss.

When she was with Mu Xicheng, she never had such distracting thoughts, not at all.

When Mu Xicheng touched her, hugged her, and kissed her, she felt that he was clean.

Clean as the stars in the sky, not to be defiled, but she is dirty.

But Su Shijie is different...

When he approached her, whispered to her, and the faint breath surrounded her, her body would start to have strange changes.Like ice bullied by the sun, it melts little by little, and she becomes softer and softer.

At some point, Su Shijie's hand had already penetrated into her panties.

Feeling the wetness of his fingers, he let go of her lips, looked at her blushing face, and evoked a sarcastic smile:

"You really are a slut."

This sentence is undoubtedly the most ruthless knife, stabbing at the vital point.

"You once said that if you leave me, you probably won't be able to live without a man." Su Shijie bit her earlobe and asked, "How about Muxi City, how about my bed skills? How many times a day do you guys do?"

Chanel's face was like a dehydrated lily.

All desires were instantly extinguished, as if a basin of ice water was poured head-on.

With her temper, she almost immediately raised her hand and slapped him hard. [

However, reason overwhelmed the impulse

Chanel sat there motionless, letting him lick her earlobe...

He was still talking cruel words, asking her "do you want to do it very much" for a while, and asking her again