After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

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That stunning face was within easy reach of her.

She pushed him a few times, but no matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't move.

She gritted her teeth and bit down hard.

The moment she bit it down, she instantly felt the smell of blood.

"Comfortable?"

"President Ginger"

The pain on his lips made him frown.

The lips of the woman in her arms were stained with traces of blood, she was gorgeous, like a vampire.

There was a smile on her face, but there was a coldness in her eyes.

"not bad"

Song Chujiu gritted his teeth: "Then do you still want to try?"

Kissing my mother forcibly, my mother will kill you.

Jiang Chenxi just raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, then walked outside with her in his arms.

The air immediately calmed down.

After being troubled all day, she also became tired, and her head began to feel drowsy bit by bit.

A rare time for the two to live together peacefully.

Even the shadows are intertwined.

But the two only lived in peace for less than 5 minutes.

Song Chujiu suddenly seemed to remember something, gritted her teeth and said coldly, "President Jiang, to you, am I a woman who hasn't slept yet?"

"There are so many women, why are you so obsessed with sleeping with me?"

"You President Jiang beckoned, how many women lined up one after another to sleep with you, why did you come to me to be a bitch?"

"What a thankless effort, what a grievance"

"I'm past the age where I'm so touched that I'm so moved that I'm waiting for you to sleep with me, and I promise you with my body."

Song Chujiu's expression was slightly mocking, and he choked a few times.

I don't know why, but when she thought of Jiang Chenxi's expressionless expression, it was like a sharp knife piercing the pink bubbles that had just popped up in her heart.

What is she, Song Chujiu?

An eighteenth-tier star in the entertainment industry.

Others were right.

She really only has one face now.

Why does Jiang Chenxi have feelings for her?
Song Chujiu laughed in his heart.

The mood is extremely complicated.

Jiang Chenxi's movement of holding her didn't change.

But although the two are very close.

For some reason, when she saw Jiang Chenxi's unwavering eyes, she felt that the distance between the two was still like a galaxy.

Her mood cooled down.

I don't know whether it's sarcasm or mocking: "President Jiang, Mr. Jiang, do you think women are only divided into two types, one is the one who sleeps and the other is not?"

"That's called a stallion"

Jiang Chenxi's expression didn't change, and he spoke expressionlessly.

He glanced at her and said lightly: "There are indeed two kinds."

"Useful and Unusable"

His voice was extremely light, but he explained it unprecedentedly.

Song Chujiu raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Yo, I thought it would be divided into - those with big breasts and small breasts, those who can get on and those who can't."

She blinked, sighed for a while, then straightened her breasts, and said in satisfaction: "Then I should at least belong to the big breasts."

Jiang Chenxi: ...

Walking in front of the supper stand, Jiang Chenxi took out 100 yuan to settle the bill with a blank face, and then threw her back into the car.

When she just got into the car, when the car just turned around, she saw Fat Mei lying motionless on the ground over there.

When she saw Fat Mei, her pupils constricted instantly, she took a deep breath, and her complexion changed instantly.

"Send Fat Mei to the hospital first"

(End of this chapter)