first marriage

Rong Zhi folded his arms around his chest, leaned back gracefully in the seat, and watched Chu Zhiya walk into the light of the desk lamp.

Under the man's deep and calm gaze, Chu Zhiya showed a little panic, but after all she had got rid of the shadow of the past, and she was confident that she would not lose to any beautiful woman like her.

She walked up to Rong Zhi slowly, under Rong Zhi's meaningful eyes, squeezed into the small, tense space between Rong Zhi and the mahogany desk, then moved her hips slightly, sitting on the desk sexy and coquettish On the top, legs gracefully crossed... The upper body leaned forward, and opened the book in the hand with the most feminine posture, and the eyes turned to Rong Zhi, "Ji, listen to me read a poem to you, okay?"

This smart and confident woman showed her perfect and attractive figure to the maximum: delicate face, plump breasts, slender white legs...

However, it is elegant and decent, seductive without being cheap.

In particular, her sexy and hot red lips are lightly opened, and with a magnetic and charming voice, she uses the most romantic French in the world to recite the most enthusiastic love poems of a female writer when she was young.

This poem expresses the desire for love and sex with the most frank emotions and the most explicit words.

That kind of entanglement between body and body seemed to have existed between the two of them in the space when Chu Zhiya's red lips were lightly opened.

Physical teasing, compared with this kind of spiritual teasing, is simply too weak to withstand a single blow.

Chu Zhiya is a master of masters, no man can escape such a god-level temptation.

Even Rong Zhi had to look at Chu Zhiya with admiration tonight!

This woman may not be as simple as he imagined!

At least... She is not just a vase in the Chu family.

Thinking about it, Rong Zhi stood up with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

The black shadow suddenly bullied by the man slowed down Chu Zhiya's reading of the poem, but the woman quickly regained her composure. After reading the last sentence, with a perfect ending, she closed the book, pressed it on the table, and asked Rong Zhi, "Is my reading okay?"

Rong only approached Chu Zhiya a little bit, forcing Chu Zhiya to lean back subconsciously, the man naturally pressed the table, trapped her in his arms, and asked in a hoarse voice, "I said I don't understand French, will you translate for me the poem you just read?"

As he said that, he deliberately moved closer to Chu Zhiya, and blew hot air into the woman's ear.

Chu Zhiya trembled all over, her ears and neck were all red.

Rong Zhi asked her to translate the poem just now?Chu Zhiya's nervous heart pounded.

How could such passionate and explicit pornographic poetry be translated?Besides, everyone knows that Rong Zhi has been talented since he was a child and can speak multiple languages!He said that... just to tease her nerves.

Chu Zhiya blushed and reached for the book, but Rong Zhi held her hand down.

In the old record player, romantic jazz has reached the peak.

Chu Zhiya's heart seemed to be driven by the music, beating faster and faster... almost to the point of suffocation...

The air around the two of them was burning rapidly, and it seemed as if they could hear the crackling of the flames.

A touch of coldness suddenly touched Chu Zhiya's right cheek.In the violent suffocation, she trembled in shock, raised her eyes, and met Shang Rongzhi's gaze.

It is a sight comparable to the most mysterious black hole. Just one glance makes people feel as if they have fallen into the cycle of eternal life, but they are willing to wait until death.