Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

While thinking wildly, the soft body that was sleeping on his side began to arch uncomfortably. Following the heat, she pressed her tighter, kicked off the thin quilt that wrapped her body, and then slipped into his quilt neatly, spontaneously. Finding his arms, he let out a light hiss contentedly, and his sleep sank. book>

Jun Kui raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the big hand that had been spread flat on one side finally hooked her waist slowly, secretly thinking: Xia Qing, you brought this to the door yourself.

The soft body unceremoniously snuggled deeper, kicked the thin quilt wrapped around her body away, and then rubbed and rubbed into his quilt. When she finally broke through the barriers, she hugged him tightly with satisfaction. When his body was hot and firm, his small mouth let out a sigh of satisfaction, so comfortable.

Her long hair was scattered all over the place, and a few locks lay across his face unceremoniously, and a faint fragrance of hair filled his nose.

This girl really regards him as a good person from the bottom of her heart. The most annoying thing is that she is suspected of having some kind of ulterior male disease that causes lonely men and widows to sleep together without the slightest impulsiveness. Otherwise, how could she sleep so peacefully, her sense of crisis would go into hibernation, and she would give him [-]% trust. [

Everything is silent, and at the darkest moment of the day, the heavy curtains cover the starlight, making the whole bedroom fall into an atmosphere that is extremely suitable for sleeping.

The fingertips rubbed the skin smoother than the most expensive silk, and the evil thoughts miraculously dissipated.

As she slept in his arms, it seemed as if the world had quieted down. Apart from the simplest breathing and exhalation, he lazily didn't want to do anything. He squinted his eyes and outlined her body with light in the darkness. The shape was ups and downs, and it was like this, maintaining the same posture as Xia Qing's body pillow until dawn.

seven o'clock.

The time Xia Qing gets up every day.

Even when drunk, the powerful biological clock still works on time.

She opened her eyes, the drunkenness subsided, and a sharp pain in her head made her temporarily unable to tell where she was.

"God, the hangover really hurts." She held her head and cried out mournfully.

A cup of warm water with a medicinal aroma was offered at the right time, "This is hangover tea."

"Thank you." Xia Qing took it and drank it in a few sips. The taste of the water was strange, sour and bitter, with a slightly sweet aftertaste. It seems that the pain is not so unbearable.

Wait, no, why did a cup of tea suddenly appear, and a man's voice sounded in his ears.

man man man? ? ?How could there be a man in her room! ! !

Xia Qing seemed to be hit by a high-voltage electric shock. Hundreds of thousands of fine hairs stood on her head at the same time. The chills pierced her bones and made her shiver. Then she threw off the quilt and saw a naked male body , the muscles are strong and powerful, but not too tangled. It is the kind of physique she admires most, moderate and restrained.

She shook her head violently to stop herself from thinking wildly, now is not the time to marvel.

The crux of the problem was how could a man appear on her bed in her room, a man with no clothes on.

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