A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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Before Luo Xiheng could react, he stuffed him into the car, closed the door with a "bang" and ordered the driver to drive Luo Xiheng home immediately.

The car drove out of the villa slowly, drove into the rain curtain, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

After the sound of the engine faded away and was completely covered by the sound of the rain, Zheng Keyun, who was sitting by the bed helping Xia Ruoqi to massage her sore body, sat up. [

He covered the half-asleep man with a quilt, walked out of the room slowly, stood in the corridor on the second floor, and looked towards the gate.

When Aunt Qian came back after seeing off people, she was startled when she saw Zheng Keyun standing neatly on the second floor.

isn't it?

In less than 5 minutes, Mr. Zheng finished getting dressed——

The man is about to become like this, and it's pitiful for Miss Xia, she's not sexually blessed at all.

Aunt Qian sympathized with Xia Ruoqi with a sigh.

Zheng Keyun waved to Aunt Qian downstairs.

Aunt Qian didn't dare to have any hesitation, she immediately ran upstairs and came to Zheng Keyun.

"Mr. Zheng..." She greeted Zheng Keyun and glanced regretfully between Zheng Keyun's legs.

Alas...you really can't judge people by their appearances.

Seeing that Mr. Zheng is so healthy, he is usually free from illness and pain, and has a good physique, so he is very brave in bed.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, he could hold on for less than 5 minutes...

Miss Xia really—

What a pity!

Aunt Qian sighed.

"Aunt Qian, pour me a glass of warm water." Zheng Keyun said.

"Okay." Aunt Qian nodded, and when she turned to go downstairs, she took another meaningful look at Zheng Keyun's legs.

Ugh……

Miss Xia is so pitiful! [

It's so pitiful to marry a man who can't do it!How pitiful!

Zheng Keyun frowned, wondering why Aunt Qian always looked at him in such a way.

He opened his mouth and called Aunt Qian, "Wait! What are you doing while watching me and sighing?"

"Mr. Zheng, you want to drive more." Aunt Qian turned around, walked back, patted Zheng Keyun's shoulder painfully, and said.

"Want to open up?" Zheng Keyun didn't understand what Aunt Qian was talking about.

Is there something wrong with him that needs to be comforted?