Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

So he pouted, feeling flustered and uncertain, and murmured, "I won't tell you...this is my personal desire, so I don't want to tell you..."

This little girl is still stubborn, but her helpless eyes and panicked movements have already betrayed her. Although Huo Ziming himself has no experience, he is a man after all. At this time, any normal man knows what to do , how to judge, not to mention that he is much smarter than the average man, and he is naturally very talented...

"If you don't tell me, don't tell me. Anyway, I will know in a while."

"I didn't say... that I want to be with you..." Jasmine's voice became smaller and smaller, "That..."

"Which one is that?" He deliberately teased her.

"That's...that's..." Gritting his teeth, he couldn't speak for a long while.

"If you don't tell me, I don't know which one it is. I don't care about you. You can continue to argue. I will do mine."

Huo Ziming held back his laughter, pulled her hand away, took off his trousers, and then rubbed her sensitive part with a place that he felt was about to explode...

There is a thin layer of fabric separating her, but she hasn't moved for a long time.

That feeling, furry, is a wonderful experience that has never been experienced before.

Jasmine felt that even her heart and soul had turned into a puddle of water, as if he was her mold and could transform her into any shape...

After waiting nervously for a while, I realized that he was just sticking there without any movement. I couldn't help but raised my head, looked at him, blinked, and asked weakly, "You, what are you doing?" ..."

"I'm waiting."

"Wait, what are you waiting for..."

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"Waiting for your answer." His eyes were full of affection, he saw her gaze, lowered his head, kissed her skin vaguely, and asked, "Is it okay?"

"What... is it okay..." Looking at the deepest part of his eyes, Jasmine felt that she was going to be drunk.

She doesn't want to think about anything, she just wants to sink into the sea he brought her forever.

Even if there is no redemption...

"Can you..." Huo Ziming's Adam's apple slipped heavily again, and then he said in a panting voice, "Baby, don't torture me, tell me quickly, can you be mine!"

"Anything, whatever..." What can she say, men are really like this, and she has no objection to asking, what else can she do!

"No, I want you to tell. Say!" His breathing became more and more rapid, his body was scalding hot, and his nails were firmly clenched into the sofa. He felt that he couldn't hold back, but he wanted to wait for her answer !

Jasmine hesitated for a moment.

Just say it, she shyly licked her lips: "I am willing..."

"Will what?"

"Willing to..." She raised her eyes, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, which was astonishingly beautiful, "Willing to be your...woman..."

Without any further hesitation, he hugged her waist tightly, and without even blinking an eye, he pressed his chest against her white thighs, and he straightened himself up and buried her!

The sudden pain swept over her, and she opened her eyes wide in panic: "It hurts..."

"It'll be fine in a while." He grabbed her finger, put it in his mouth, sucked it gently, the tip of his tongue was soft, soft, so considerate, kissed every finger crevice, in order to divert her attention .

"Does it still hurt now..." After a while, he tried his best to slow himself down and spoke in a low voice.

"It seems that it doesn't hurt that much..."