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

"Yes, my self-esteem was bought by you a long time ago, but..."

She spoke slowly.

"kindness?"

The man raised his thick black eyebrows.

Then, she raised her head boldly, her eyes were burning with flames, and her cheeks were flushed with anger, like velvet roses, instantly grabbing the man's attention...

"But sometimes, it will be closed."

The night wind blew Huanyan's hair. After a day of hard work, the makeup on her face was almost gone, but it reflected the original delicate texture of her skin.

Coupled with the slightly parted red lips, Situ Chenjue suddenly had the urge to kiss and swell her lips domineeringly.

He sneered: "What do you mean?"

Huanyan met his gaze without fear, raised her lips, and smiled calmly: "That's right, I, no, sell, self-respect."

Then, with a slight movement of his fingers, he took off all the silk shirts that had been torn from the middle.

At this moment, the moonlight shone directly on her body, outlining that porcelain-like body, which was extraordinarily perfect.

The slender, smooth and elegant neck like a swan, the delicate clavicle, the proud twin peaks that grab the attention of men, the flat belly, and the slender waist, every inch seems to be the most meticulous masterpiece of the creator.

However, although this body is so perfect and sexy, it has no erotic feeling at all, but is full of feminine soft and vigorous power.

As if, a holy goddess.

Abstinence and desire are more tempting to human instinct.

Situ Chenjue frowned slightly, and licked the corners of his lips, feeling a little dry.

"Okay, I'll give you back the clothes!"

Huanyan picked up the shirt and skirt that fell on the ground indifferently, and threw them on Situ Chenjue, then, barefoot, walked inside without even looking at him.

"Where are you going?" Situ Chenjue called from behind.

"bath."

She left without looking back, but left another sentence:

"I think according to your temperament, my husband, you wouldn't do such a shameful thing as peeping at me, would you?"

Feeling the man startled, she smiled lightly and walked away.

Looking at the woman's back, Situ Chenjue sat on the sofa, raised his eyebrows, lit a cigarette, and chuckled lightly: "Not bad! Ye Xiaoyu, you are getting more and more interesting! I don't know which expert taught you Give you this method! It seems that I can play with you a little more!"

However, just now, she was barely naked, but she was full of dignity, standing there with her head held high, as if she would not be violated by anyone, which was indeed somewhat interesting.

Strange, recently he seems to find women interesting, such as the 'Catwoman' in Paris...

Is it because he is not old yet...

Ha, that's not bad.

Tonight, he will not let her go, and he will have a good time.

Situ Chenjue exhaled a smoke ring, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

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At this moment, it is late autumn, and there is a slight coolness in the air.

Walking to the bathroom barefoot, and not wearing anything, Huanyan only felt bitingly cold.

It was not easy to turn on the hot water to the maximum, but even if such scalding water brushed against her body, there was no way to drive away the emotion that Situ Chenjue's eyes and words had aroused in her heart and on her skin. cold all over.

She suddenly felt that her task this time was more difficult than she imagined.