CEO, Let's Get Married

He kisses overbearing, like a declaration to the world!

This man is his. No one can touch him!

Whoever it is!

When the four lips met, there was a moment, a very short moment. After a blank, visa's mind flashed all the things of the past... How he was attached to this man, how he joined the military for him, and how he compromised again and again to meet his success.

The heart suddenly became as painful as a needle. The mist in his eyes dissipated. He woke up and pushed him away!

The man kept him between the wall and his body and could not allow him to escape. Visa was cruel. He first bit his lips hard until he bit blood and tasted a slightly bitter fishy sweet

As if to punish him, the man clamped his hands and pressed him tighter, inseparable from himself.

VESA was furious, tried his best to open one hand, and then hit him in the abdomen with a heavy punch. The man frowned, turned his body over with his backhand and pushed it directly to the window. Visa was about to fight back, but he saw the people at the bottom at a glance. Suddenly, he froze there and didn't move.

Ito is facing him with his back, shirtless, sweat flowing down his tight back along the muscle lines, and full of mature man's charm in the sunset.

"Why don't you struggle?" the man stood behind VESA, close to him, but his eyes stared at ITO coldly. "Are you afraid he would see it?"

Visa's heart throbbed. He knew the man's wrist too well. As long as he wanted to do it, he would do anything by any means.

He looked back, bit his teeth and said, "these things have nothing to do with him!"

"Has nothing to do with it? Has it nothing to do with him if you fall here? Or does it have something to do with our plan?"

"Our plan..." visa suddenly laughed, shook his head and said, "in your eyes, I'm never one ten thousandth of your plan. I'm just your tool to help you complete all kinds of plans!"

The man frowned: "I thought you knew me best in the world."

Visa turned his head and stared at him coldly: "I always thought so. It's funny that I didn't really understand you until now."

The man sighed. He was about to say something. His eyes swept behind him. He quickly grabbed visa and covered it behind the curtain. When visa was about to struggle, he put a hand around his shoulder and put it close to his ear: "if you don't want to be seen by him, be good."

Sure enough, visa didn't move when she heard the speech.

His unexpected cooperation not only failed to win the favor of men, but also aroused his deeper resentment.

Downstairs, ITO turned his head, glanced at the window of the small villa and raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

Vaguely, I seem to see a familiar figure

Then he shook his head and laughed.

But did you see visa for a while?

In the upstairs room, visa saw ITO turn his head from the gap of the curtain, and his heart fell quietly. He was more lucky than lucky.

"Are you really... In love with that guy?" the man's voice behind him was deeply heartbreaking.

Ito looked back and stared at him coldly. He recalled the gorgeous corners of his lips and smiled. He was full of bewitchment: "that's right."

The man's eyebrows tightened more tightly and pressed his body like Mount Tai pressing the top of the mountain. The doting in that pair of eyes no longer exists. Instead, it is destruction, destruction at all costs.

Visa just looked at him, the familiar him, and smiled coldly. It seems that all his reactions are expected, and now he is the person he knows.

Never changed.

He took another step closer and forced the originally narrow space to be airtight.

He reached out and stroked the face of visa, which made him love and hate. There was a trace of helplessness in his voice: "you know, how I don't want to hurt you..."

Visa looked down, and the smile on her cheek became more and more obvious.

"It's not once or twice. If I say it so mercifully, I'll think I've never known you. Why?"

Seeing visa's hatred for himself, it was so obvious that he took a deep breath and nodded: "no matter how deep your misunderstanding of me is, I can wait! Wait for the day you really understand! But..."

His narrowed eyes, close to visa, moved in love on his bulletproof skin, and finally landed on his lips, as beautiful as rose petals. No matter how long he separated, he could still remember the touch of this lip and the impact it caused on himself... It was never brought to him by any woman.

This man is the incarnation of the goblin, which is specially sent by God. For him, either save or perish.

"I won't allow other men to touch you." he hugged him gently, like the intimacy between lovers.

Visa didn't struggle, his face was still cold, like a piece of wood.

"No one can do it." he whispered, kissed in small pieces, fell on his neck and bit his collarbone. "You can't betray me or fly away from my arms. Otherwise, I will break your wings with my own hands... You know? No one can take you away."

The skin scratched by his lips trembled slightly, and his clenched fist made a terrible sound.

The man's eyelashes gently raised, dark and a little melancholy, glanced at him, "if he knew your identity and knew that you had another purpose to approach him, would he forgive you according to his strong nature?"

Visa's eyes were suddenly enlarged, his stiff side turned his head and looked at the man below through the gap.

The bottom of the eyes flashed a trace of panic.

Although as fast as lightning, it was clearly caught.

The anger accumulated on a man's chest is like a volcanic eruption.

He suddenly turned VESA around and rudely tore open his clothes! The harsh sound of cotton and silk is particularly clear in this quiet room.

"Damn it! Stop!" visa's reaction was very fierce. He wanted to turn back, but he heard his terrible warning: "here are full of cameras. If you want him to see the live broadcast, just resist! You know, it will make me more passionate!"

Visa only felt that her brain was blank, her whole body was cold, and her blood coagulated in that second.

Downstairs, ITO turned his back to him and didn't know what happened upstairs.

Visa looked at him, clenched her teeth and looked at him, not letting herself make a sound!

The man behind him was determined to see him in general pain. His actions were no longer gentle and rude in the past, and there was no accurate work. In this way, he forcibly squeezed out his claustrophobia and dryness.

Visa grasped the window edge with both hands, and her nails were about to sink in, holding it tightly.

The feeling of a man is not so good. He is too tight and dry. He will rub and hurt when he goes in and out. However, he still pressed his body, so as to vent his anger!