CEO, Let's Get Married

Misha was stunned. She felt like a color sister who forced a teenager

She was angry and funny. She beat him on the chest. "Who do you think I am?"

An Rong turned back and looked at her with clear eyes for a moment. "You said you wanted to eat me long ago. I'll let you eat it now."

He said it seriously, and it was completely like being open-minded. Misha knocked him a few more times with red cheeks. "Who wants to eat you?"

An Rong raised his eyebrow, "don't you want to?"

Misha, don't look, "No."

He nodded. "Then I'll eat it."

When the words fell, he turned over and pressed her under him. Somewhere he burned hard, he reached her flower heart, his eyes were like fire, and locked her. "If I asked once, I would never ask again. Even if I said I was selfish, I wouldn't let go."

Suddenly, he tore her coat open, and it was snowy and scattered in the air.

"My clothes!" Misha covered her chest with one hand and was about to grab it with the other, but she could only touch a few pieces.

"Hey! That dress is limited edition!"

"I'll buy it for you later," he said, lowering his head and directly kissing her chest.

Misha was kissed by him without warning. With a cry, she shrank subconsciously like an electric shock. The current from the chest suddenly ran all over her body. In particular, his lips and tongue kept teasing, which brought her another strange feeling

An Rong kissed her beautiful chest on one side, stroked the other side with the other hand, and kneaded it rhythmically. The touch in the palm is better than expected.

He is a man without desire. He has no desire but to bring down his father. He didn't expect that he would be so infatuated with a woman, including every part of her body

Misha's breathing became rapid. For the first time, she was teased by people with such color and emotion. The current in her body ran around from somewhere to all parts of her body. She couldn't help bowing up, more in line with his caress.

From the initial decision to be with him, Misha will not regret anything she has done!

Including, right now.

Since you won't resist, you might as well try to enjoy it.

Her reaction greatly pleased him. Anrong didn't try to make his beloved woman show the expression that she couldn't help being dragged, which would make him so happy. He stepped up the offensive and kissed the other side. His fingers were not idle and sometimes teased her pink fruit

"Ah..." Misha finally couldn't help but utter a shallow chant, so wonderful.

Anrong's eyes deepened, and his kiss came to her lips and played with her lips.

Misha was completely driven by him. She seemed to have opened a spring in her body and was about to gush out.

Full of desire.

Naked, naked desire.

He waited patiently for her to be ready. Misha reluctantly rubbed his body. A pretty face was full of flush. His hand slid down her body and came to her flower spring

"Well..."

The most mysterious area was suddenly invaded by foreign bodies. Without any warning, Misha took a breath, her eyes widened and her body stiffened tightly.

Although it was just a finger, it still seemed to open.

Misha frowned and trembled from time to time. She grabbed his arm with both hands and called him helplessly, "Anrong..."

An Rong raised his eyes, hugged her with the other hand, placed her in his arms, and sprayed warm breath on her neck, "don't be nervous, relax... I'm just... Unpacking..."

Misha stared at him. "If you open it... Don't return it. Be careful, I'll rely on you. I'll follow you wherever you go!"

An Rong's eyes were deep. "I never thought of returning. If I opened it, it would be called for a lifetime." but he didn't know how long his life would be.

One day or two? Or, a month?

Misha's voice overflowed her throat, which was a bit unbearable. He felt her moist, and his fingers began to move in and out rhythmically. Misha's beautiful facial features began to become slightly distorted. A thin sweat had been secreted on her forehead, and her plump chest was fluctuating with his movements, which was very attractive.

"Do you like it?" he whispered in her ear.

He doesn't understand or disdain to please a woman, but he just wants her to be comfortable.

Misha clenched her lips and didn't want to make any more noise. It was like showing weakness in front of him. It was very humiliating, very, very humiliating!

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, he saw her persistence in his eyes. The corners of his lips raised a soothing radian and quietly added a finger

"Ah!" Misha exclaimed, grabbed his hand and almost pulled her fingers into his flesh. "Damn, you're going to break me!"

She is very tight there, but only two fingers. She has been tightly clamped. It's difficult to move. It's hard to imagine how to put his greatness in

An Rong half narrowed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling in her body, "Misha, you're so tight."

He said it sincerely, so frank and so naked that Misha couldn't say a word for a long time.

Is this guy sure it's the first time? Are you sure there's no other woman? Why did she think he was an old hand? In an orderly way, she doesn't say, but always... Always tease her with words! It made her heart beat faster and vague.

Anrong only waited for her to adapt for a moment, then began to move her fingers in and out again. The strange sense of friction brought by this made Misha close her eyes comfortably and couldn't help enjoying it, "Hmm..."

At first, I felt a little broken, but soon, it was replaced by a strange sense of comfort. The spring in my body was more and more, and was about to drown her.

Ann Rong kissed her lips from time to time, but the movement on her hand didn't stop.

Gradually, the pleasure accumulated in Misha's body, like a flood, kept pounding her weakness.

Staring at her expression, I saw that she was suffering, her eyebrows were frowning, and her cheeks were not always flushed. An Rong immediately realized what, her movements accelerated instantly, and her finger abdomen rubbed her sensitivity from time to time

The feeling that the levee was about to burst became stronger and stronger. Misha leaned back and raised her chin. Then she gave a scream. Her body suddenly straightened and her eyes were blurred. He brought her this kind of pleasure that seemed to destroy the top, making her whole person in a dream.

Anrong's action finally stopped. He knew that she was high and damp.

He didn't immediately pull her body away, but let her warm for a moment before slowly pulling it out, "do you like what I brought you?" he asked.

Misha just lay powerless under him and gasped for a few days.

The feeling just now was terrible. She thought she could not bear it. At the moment of coming, she wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't avoid it, as if she had been trapped. Until that gorgeous feeling appeared, her head seemed to be lit with fireworks. She took a boat and floated in the river.

Until Misha recovered, she saw a pair of smiling eyes staring at herself.

As soon as she blushed, she immediately shrank to his chest and refused to come out again.

Ah, what a shame. She... She... Under his guidance

Misha can't believe she was so worthless just now!

In his ear was his deep laughter, "it seems that I like it very much."

Misha was still buried in his chest and refused to look up. She just twisted his arm in protest.

Anrong smiled. She might not know how lovely she looked.

He propped himself up and was a little tired. He leaned down on her. The two groups in front of his chest were soft and comfortable. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "your body is very sensitive... Every touch is a surprise."

Misha's whole body was red and buried in his chest. She said stiffly, "it's like you know women well ~ how many have you seen?"

Ann Rong smiled. "It's enough to know you. I'm not interested in others."

Misha finally quietly raised her eyes and swept his handsome face. She was no longer so pale. Instead, she was covered with a light flush, and her eyes were bright and angry. Looking at him like this, her mood is inexplicably flying. Nothing makes her happier than seeing him healthy.

"Well, you'd better only be interested in me in the future. If I find out that you have other women, don't blame me for blinding them and ruining their faces."

She spoke seriously, but not without domineering.

An Rong listened and smiled softly on his cheek.

He suddenly leaned over and hugged her, his chest against her bare back, "you know, I'm not picky about food."

Misha gave him a white look. "Why, am I bad? Anyway, it's also the standard of Manchu and Han seats!"

He smiled and nodded, "I'm a man Han banquet."

When you say this, it's like you already have the world, incomparable satisfaction.

Misha was satisfied with her eyebrows. "Just know."

She leans against him and nests comfortably in his arms. His arms are very warm. With his body temperature, she lingers... She can't help moving her body. She just feels that something hard is against her. With her actions, it tends to be harder and harder

Misha's face turned red and she coughed uneasily. "You... Should be tired, too."

Anrong's hands climbed up to her chest again and fondled it there. Misha was provoked by him. The current in her body woke up instantly. He didn't mean to relax. He whispered, "not tired. It's no problem to make you high and tide again."

“……”

Misha wanted to find something to cover her up, but he didn't allow it. He hooked her waist and pulled her closer to herself. "Just now, I've eaten you once. This time, would you like to change you?"

What he said was normal and so righteous. Misha suddenly stared round her eyes, "Anrong! You've fallen, you know?!"