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

"Hey, Huo Ziming, you pervert, you want to bite me to death!"

"Don't let you hurt, how do you know who loves you the most in this world!"

Huo Ziming's voice was hoarse and hoarse, as if the endless night sky, bright stars fell in his pupils, it was the beauty of the country and the city.

His voice seemed seductive, "Put your hands on my waist and don't separate them."

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Because you are mine!"

"Who is your..."

"Don't deny it."

Jasmine resisted and murmured three points, but in the end she obediently obeyed him.

Two limp arms hang around his strong waist weakly and weakly.

And Huo Ziming, a big man, just lay on her soft and fair body, buried his slightly sweaty hair between her chest, let go of all defenses and barriers like a child.

The two of them seemed to have been cuddling together like this since the beginning of the world, as if forever.

It's like fossils that have been closely connected since the beginning of time.

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Jasmine just let Huo Ziming lie on her body like this, although she was a little out of breath under his pressure.

But that kind of heavy sense of security has never been experienced in this life.

She had never realized Huo Ziming so strongly that he was her man, her first man, and she was also his woman.

She has liked him since she was a child, but that kind of love is like a little princess who loves a beautiful toy.

Then, it seemed to be looking at the distant and perfect stars in the sky, the kind of liking with longing and admiration.

He is her prince, noble and clean, an untouchable prince.

After meeting again, the two entangled again and again, but Jasmine's liking never brought any other impurities.

Like Huo Ziming, it is her disease, it is her poison, flowing in her blood forever.

Until today, I have always been such a passionate person, giving foolishly, just wanting to argue with him next to him, treat him well, and be with him.

Holding hands and shaking is enough.

Although the two of them almost shot each other in the hotel four years ago, she never thought about it at that time.

Until today, now, when Huo Ziming fell asleep on her body like this, his slightly sweaty hair, the unique aroma of mint and musk on his body, and his even breathing seemed to remind her of her own Feelings are no longer what they used to be.

No, it should be said that the love is deeper and more passionate than before!

Because now they are connected by flesh and blood, she has given herself unreservedly to this man.

It was the first time she realized that she was already a woman. From then on, she would not be as willful and stubborn as before, nor would she shrink back easily and have no fighting spirit as before. Now she is the woman of her beloved.

The two of them have been tightly integrated. From now on, she, Situ Moli, will become a female warrior. She will defend her feelings and the future of the two of them.

In this way, my heart is full of satisfaction, swollen, as if a seed has taken root and sprouted in the chest cavity, and it will grow bigger and bigger, and it will burst my chest cavity.

Jasmine just put her arms around Huo Ziming's strong waist like this, and fell into such a deep dream.

The two of them huddled in the small couple's box and slept all the time.

Suddenly, I was awakened by a voice...

"Ding ding ding ding, get up, if you can't wake up, you are a lazy pig! Lazy pig!!! Lazy pig!!!"