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

Feeling the woman's cool little hand on his chest, instead of feeling cold, Situ Chenjue felt refreshed.

He thought, that's all right, her hands will be warm in a while.

Seeing his self-centered behavior like this, Huanyan felt that he couldn't laugh or cry.

Feeling her little hand pressed against his smooth and strong chest muscles, she felt a little embarrassed, and glanced at the door out of the corner of her eye, if a doctor or nurse happened to pass by, she would see her stretching her hand into Situ Chenjue's clothes Li, why do you think so!Do you think she is eating his tofu?

She pouted and begged in a low voice: "Don't do this, just put it in the quilt for me! How embarrassing it is to let others see it in your clothes!"

Situ Chenjue put on a serious face, stretched out a hand, and held Huanyan's hand under his cashmere sweater: "I warn you, don't move! If you move again, I will carry you to bed and get up!"

Seeing the big boss being so domineering and domineering, Huan Yan could only sigh, and heard him nagging in his ear: "You just lost so much cold water and lost blood, the blood in your hands is not flowing. Yes, put it on my chest, it will be warm soon!"

Huanyan's heart had just been touched, but he heard him continue with a hint of evil: "I don't want your hand to be disabled, and then..." His eyes darkened, and he touched the tip of her nose: " At that time, who will make me comfortable!"

The big hooligan!Huanyan's pupils narrowed, and she looked at the demon in front of her with hatred.

She thought how much he cared about her, and put her cold hand on his warm chest, but it turned out that she was afraid that her hand would be disabled, and no one would come to make this big president feel better!

After all, it wasn't for himself, thanks to the fact that he was so touched just now!

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Huanyan turned her head quickly, and emphasized to herself again not to be confused by him.

This devil threatened her 10 minutes ago, saying that he wanted to torture her so that she would have to live or die. This time, it was nothing more than another way of playing by him...

He just likes this, like a cat playing with a mouse, knowing that the mouse has no way to escape under the cat's sharp claws, so sometimes he abuses her, sometimes pampers her, in the final analysis, it's all just to satisfy his desire to perform!

If you are fooled, you are an idiot!

Thinking of this, Huanyan also figured it out, anyway, he can do whatever he likes, anyway, he is not himself, he likes to put his hand on his chest, so let it go!

However, to be honest, the skin on his chest is good enough, she has never touched it so carefully before...

That kind of touch, like chocolate, is so smooth and elastic, and I feel endless tension that will surge at any time.

Men's skin will be so good?

Huanyan couldn't help but hate secretly in her heart:

God is so unfair!

It's fine to give him so much money, and give him such a face that even gods and Buddhas would be jealous of...

It's nothing more than giving him such a handsome face, and giving him such a body with perfect lines and textures!

However, no matter what, it can't change the fact that he is a big pervert in his heart who is arrogant, looks down on women, and takes pleasure in torturing people's hearts!

Huanyan tried to convince herself that she was emphasizing this sentence in her heart without listening.