Love after Marriage: No Escape from My Billionaire Husband

Baiju Mo was drunk and went to open the door with her bare feet touching the wall. She was full of brandy!

As soon as she opened the door, Li Jinting looked at her with cold face and sullen eyes. Within a month after returning home, she had the ability to drink into a drunkard twice in front of him!

The strength of the wine has not faded. Baijumo's vision is blurred, and the whole ground is shaking. Li Jinting in front of him seems to be separated by thick mist, so he can't see clearly.

Before her mind was clear, her wrist had been clasped by a long and powerful hand and pulled rudely into the bedroom.

She was thrown into the big bed by him.

She ignored his words and stood him up for two years, but she has grown a lot of skills!

Bai JUMO blinked, and her face was flushed. Suddenly, she burst into a beautiful smile. She stretched out her hand and pulled her pajamas, which had already been unable to cover the beautiful scenery. "Li Jinting, I know you want to sleep with me You've been sleeping so many times before. What's the matter with one more time? In your eyes, I am a vent tool Don't you want to sleep with me? It's just that you are good at bed. It's a good choice for us to be a bed mate I have only one condition. Please don't bother me any more except for the bed

She got up from the bed, long hair messy enchanting, her slender fingers, in his chest Qingse stirred.

When her fingers, sliding to his sexy Adam's apple, the little hand suddenly was pinched by the man.

"Baijumo, do you really think I'm hungry?" The man pulled her arm and pulled her to the mirror in the bathroom. Her slim back was close to his hard chest. His eyes were cold and staring at the confused woman in the mirror. He said in her ear, "look at you now, you are not even qualified to be my bed mate!"

"I know Mr. Li, you have high vision! Most of them are women! In that case... "

She was loud and noisy. Before she finished her words, the soft and delicate lips were blocked by the cold thin lips. The man's big hand held her chin and let her twist her neck in his arms and kiss him in a difficult posture.

Li Jinting has always been very skillful in kissing. A kiss can make people feel crispy and numb. Bai JUMO is paralyzed in his arms, and his limbs seem to be electrified by a weak current

White orange silent salty tears, from the corner of the eye, fall into each other's mouth.

In this relationship, he has always been in a dominant position, and she is just a woman who is called by him to come and go at once!

"Xiaobai..."

He kisses the sparkling tears on her eyelashes, his voice is low and addicted, with a trace of imperceptible tenderness.

He tidied up her pajamas, wiped her tears, and finally lifted her up and strode to the bedroom.

Perhaps baijumo is really drunk, drunk unconscious, fell in this pair of warm chest, sleep soundly.

Li Jinting was sober and sleepless. He kissed her forehead and looked out into the night.

This is the first time in many years that they do nothing but simply sleep together.

After sleeping, the woman, with rare childishness, rubbed in his arms and found the most comfortable position.

White orange Mo sleep is never good, thighs up to the man's legs, sleep heartless.

Compared with the woman who is opposite to him when awake during the day, the white JUMO is more pitiful.

If she has been so clever, he doesn't mind being nice to her, so he has to

Li Jinting held the little woman in his arms and had no sleep all night.

At about ten o'clock in the night, Xu Zheng's phone call came in.

Li Jinting's arm was pressed under the head by baijumo. He was afraid that he would disturb her, so he directly pressed the call.

Xu Zheng probably understood that Li Jinting was not convenient to answer the phone, so he sent a short message.

"Boss, will all the itineraries tomorrow be pushed off as usual?"

Li Jinting only made a word to the point, "well."

Tomorrow is not only the wedding anniversary of him and baijumo, but also the death day of his father

Men's deep eyes, eyes complex looking at the arms of a face harmless woman.

With long hands, she pushed the messy hair on the temples of her ears behind her ears and gently kissed her hair with a sigh.

Baijumo, if only she was not Bai.

……

When baijumo wakes up, his head is cracking, dizzy and heavy, just like having a bad cold.

She rolled over on the bed with her eyes closed, pressing against a strong chest.

White orange Mo's heartbeat trembled, suddenly opened his eyes, the man's cold handsome face, in front of her eyes.

"How long will you stay in my arms?"

Above his head, a cold male voice rings.

White orange Mo small face bright to drop, quickly back a large distance, "you Why are you in my bed? "

"Someone who was drunk last night and touched me like a drunkard has forgotten all about it now."With a sneer, Li Jinting got up from the bed and dressed neatly.

Bai JUMO frowned, "you're trespassing on the house..."

Before she finished her words, the man walked out of the bedroom indifferently, silent as Li Jin Ting.

After washing up, baijumo called George back. After hanging up the phone, he caught a glimpse of his mobile phone calendar, which showed May 30, their anniversary.

……

In the western suburbs, Nanshan cemetery.

The whole cemetery here is a forest cemetery built by Li Jin Ting for his father Li Teng and his mother Lin Haitong.

Li Jinting put the cornflower in his hand in front of the tombstone, "Ma, your favorite cornflower."

The flower language of cornflower is meeting and happiness. Lin Haitong once said in front of Li Jinting more than once that she can meet Li Teng in this life, which is her greatest happiness.

The man on the tombstone is handsome and free, and the woman leaning on his shoulder is soft and gentle. Li Jinting puts his hand on the tombstone, and a trace of sharpness flashed in his deep eyes.

For twenty years, hatred and shadow had accumulated in Li Jin Ting's mind.

At the lowest point of his life, standing on the edge of life and death, that year, the worst he met the best white JUMO.

Under Nanshan cemetery, Xu Zhengshou sat in the cab waiting for Li Jinting. In recent years, Li Jintang spent a whole day in Nanshan cemetery every year, doing nothing and seeing nobody.

……

The sky gradually began to shine. The morning air was cold and thin. Li Jinting hung his coat on his shoulder. His handsome face was cold and a little depressed. He came down from the cemetery and entered the business Maybach car.

Xu Zheng handed the document prepared in advance to Li Jinting, "boss, two years ago, Bai Zhenhua had many cases in our hands. Now, do you want to go to the court to directly expose them?"

In fact, Xu Zheng did not understand why Li Jin Ting did not directly expose the shady handle of Bai Zhenhua.

No matter who makes the business so big, it is impossible to get rid of everything. If you walk by the river, why don't you wet your shoes?

"Use these handles for someone else."

Enough.

Li Jinting looked out of the window at the bright sky. He did not know when he had compassion.