The crimson rich family, the petite wife makes you addicted!

Seeing the people coming and going, Su Cen couldn't care less, and said with a sob: "Shen Mohan, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't see him again...".

Her submission satisfied him, Shen Mohan sucked heavily on her neck: "You must always remember your identity!"

The voice is warm and deep, but it has an indescribable coolness.

The people in the lobby could clearly see the movements of the two of them through the lights. Everyone knew that the president of the world was training his woman. He was announcing to the world that the woman in his arms was his Shen Mohan's taboo!

A few guests from other places passed by the two of them and looked at them curiously.

Shen Mohan hugged her tightly to his chest, because at this moment Su Cen's corsage button had been unbuttoned, and the collar was open, with a vaguely stupid look....

Raising a hand casually and waving it, a black Rolls Royce Phantom drove over like a ghost and stopped at the entrance of the club.

Shen Mohan hugged her into the car involuntarily. As soon as the door closed, Su Cen struggled to break free from his arms, and sat on the other side of the back seat like a frightened rabbit, keeping a considerable distance.

The expressionless Shen Mohan's dark pupils cast a cold glance at the woman who was hiding away from him, and said lightly, "Come here!"

Although the voice is soft, it has an irresistible strength.

Su Cen buttoned her corset with a hot face, and looked at the man next to her suspiciously, but didn't move.

The small universe in the bottom of my heart exploded, why do you say it, I will go, isn't the humiliation just now not enough?I just won't go, what can you do to me! ?

Thirty seconds later, without waiting for her to react, the man pulled her over, turned over and pressed her under him, and bit her small mouth that was slightly open because of confusion with lightning speed and accuracy.

"Hmm...", the slight pain on his lips made Su Cen, who was slightly frightened, come back to his senses, wriggling his body and struggling hard.

The man easily subdued both of her hands, his thighs pressed her long legs effortlessly, making her unable to move, and the hot kiss flowed along her beautiful, slender and silky neck like a swan. down, to her towering chest.

With a wave of her big hand, she easily flipped up Su Cen's large-neck Prada chiffon top, and her lips slid to her plump body that any man would spurt blood when she saw it, gently biting through the bra.

Realizing what he was about to do, Su Cen gasped, struggled hard, and pulled someone's short hair in desperation, trying to move his head away from her chest: "You... You can't do this! Please, don't do this, let me go! I'm not one of your women!".

While begging for mercy, he twisted vigorously, trying to escape from under him.

Shen Mohan frowned slightly, pulled her up to do it, held her in his arms, looked at her, his eyes were burning like fire, and his hoarse voice was very sexy: "If you don't want me to want you now, don't move anymore ·····".

Su Cen was startled, and then realized what the hard thing was pressing on her buttocks. She immediately stopped moving, blushing, and turned away subconsciously, but the feeling under her buttocks became stronger...

Shen Mohan pinched her chin with his slender fingers, forcing her to look at him, "Su Cen, don't let what happened today happen again!"