Scheming Boss Hard To Please

Originally, they are so similar!

In fact, he has long been seduced by her. Every look in her eyes, her every move, as well as her resolute and sometimes soft character, even the small affectation is sometimes very cute and emotional, as if any place is tempting him. It's so easy, so reasonable.

And her lips, so red, full of moist color, see her blurred eyes, he just want to press her in his arms and kiss hard.

Under the bright light, the intertwined breath seems to have boundless magic, which makes people immersed in it can not extricate themselves.

The most primitive desire in the depths of her body was hooked up. Qiao Molan seemed to think of Gu Yisheng's most domineering and ferocious deep kiss before, and asked her the deepest one in her mouth.

Thinking of that, she followed her consciousness, just like the body's instinctive reaction, sticking out the tip of her tongue to the deepest part of his mouth.

At the moment, the enthusiasm of Gu Yisheng and Qiao Molan is like that glass of red wine. When it enters the throat, it is warm and mellow, but then there is a huge amount of energy and heat pouring out from the body. From any sense organ and pore that can be vented, they rush out one after another, announcing their eager and strong desire and passion.

Also do not know how long, finally he satisfied to let each other a little bit apart, Qiao Mo suddenly paralyzed, closed his eyes.

"Qiao Mo ran, who am I? Is it clear? " Gu Yisheng didn't want to ask because she was afraid she would say another name!

"Gu Yisheng, Gu Yisheng!" She said it twice, then buried her head in his chest and cried.

Gu Yisheng didn't know why she was crying, but she cried. She was in a low mood, and her hand was around his waist. She took the initiative, which she could never do when she didn't drink!

His strong waist was held by her slender arm. His body was tight, and his eyes suddenly deepened.

He dropped her hand at the next moment, picked her up again and went into the bedroom.

Just put on the bed, Qiao Mo Ran is about to fall asleep, there are tears on his face.

Gu Yisheng patted her face, bent down and looked at her.

The light smell of wine along her breath in the nose, her frown closed eyes look really lovely, nose red, mouth is also red.

"Don't sleep!" He said.

“…… I want to sleep She murmured as if drunk.

"Then you sleep your, I do mine, Qiao Mo ran, I want you, OK?" The man who was close at hand laughed, his voice was a little low.

"I also want to take care of Yisheng..." She murmured, and suddenly remembered something, frowned and whispered: "but --"

next, she opened her mouth, but before she could make a voice behind her, her slender fingers stroked it up, with a different heat than before, as if following every grain on her lips.

His hand to explore her below, to make sure that the aunt is still in, the past week, should be clean? Sure enough.

He only turned on a lamp. In the dim light, he gently unbuttoned her clothes and faded them.

Under the light, the skin exudes a soft luster like ivory, showing a very pale pink, just like a petal of plain plum blossoming in the snow.

Her hair spread on the pillow, 3000 black silk scattered, small face all exposed, very beautiful, blurred eyes, red face, everything is very emotional.

Gu Yisheng looked at her soft body like this. All her clothes were removed by him. The heat in her body rose rapidly.

His breath and eyes grew deeper and deeper. His fingers passed over her abdomen, and he suddenly lowered himself without saying a word and kissed the small white earlobe.

Originally, Qiao Mo, who was vaguely about to fall asleep, suddenly shuddered, and even uttered a low murmur: "um..."

Now, as if the heat of her lips had never been warmed by the heat of her lips!

She wanted to struggle, but he controlled her wriggling and struggling just right.

"Er..." She could only breathe, and she was in a daze. She felt as if she had been ignited, and her whole body was going to burn.

The people on her ignore her, a little bit of her curve.

Then all the clothes on the ground were in disorder. After a rustle, Gu Yisheng, who was long and slender, covered the next second. His handsome face was pasted on her soft and beautiful face.

He breathed slightly, as if pressed in her heart, with the ultimate impulse.

He pressed her hands and feet with ease and began to kiss her with his head down.

His kiss was so strong that it took almost all her breath.

He didn't allow her to sleep.

She was confused, and he held her Softness heavily.

He forced her to be half faint and half awake, and his lips and tongues repeatedly entangled in the narrow space of her mouth. Every time she retreated, he swept forward one more point, like a real robber or a hunter, and she was his favorite prey, all in control.Entangled, she can only attack, get the attack of him, but happy, he does not want her to sleep, frankly, with a puppet, absolutely not with the enthusiasm of small things can respond to do more to meet his pride and self-esteem as a man.

With only one hand, he clasped her wrist on top of her head, freeing the other hand to invade every inch of her skin.

His kiss went down from the cheek to the clavicle, and he stopped for a long time when he reached the chest, as if he had been tirelessly searching for touch, or as if deliberately teasing, looking for her most sensitive area.

When he was finally willing to let her go, his fingers crossed the flat and strong waist and abdomen, dexterously extending to the most private space.

With a slight tremor, the low groan finally escaped from Qiao Mo Ran's throat. At that moment, Qiao Mo opened his eyes blankly and whispered: "yes --"

the smile in Gu Yisheng's dark eyes. "Do you want me?"

In front of him is a magnified handsome face. Qiao Mo Ran is almost instinctive and unreasonably intelligent and whispers a name: "Gu Yisheng..."

"Very well, tell me, do you want me?"

Answer him is Qiao Mo ran that small voice. "Well Well... "

However, this time, Gu Yisheng is not in a hurry. He teases her very much. She seemed very shy, but she refused to say it.

Gu Yisheng's hand ran through every inch of her body, lighting her every nerve easily.

Qiao Mo ran felt that the blood flowing in her veins began to boil and roll under his call, and the strength was being pulled away very quickly. The rest was only the instinct feeling that had been buried for a long time.

As if hit by an electric current, she straightened her spine in a daze, and involuntarily catered to him. He immediately relaxed his grip and let the liberated hands climb onto his strong shoulders.

"Do you want it?" He asked again.

"Yes!" She murmured, so clear, so charming, and so firm. "Well..."

Wheezing is mixed and blended in the quiet space. The body on the bed is bright and beautiful. It is tossed and turned repeatedly under the light, bearing the caress from the other party who is suffering and enjoying.

Gu Yisheng put on Protection in his busy schedule.

I'm lowering my head and patting her on the face.

Qiao Mo ran opened his eyes, his eyes touched the handsome face, as if suddenly remembered something, some distant memory flashed quickly from the confused brain. She was stupefied, her eyes blurred again.

That pair of eyes with obvious passion of confusion, but also as if showing a trace of confusion, as if in struggle, as if lost in the dark direction, with vague hesitation.

Gu Yisheng looked down at her and found that he liked her expression.

He called her name in a low voice before entering: "Qiao Mo ran!"

At the moment when he went in, he felt the obvious trembling of the women under him, and everything was so harmonious and so shocking.

He held the slender and soft waist and penetrated her deeply.

The deep and shallow sucking, the strong and powerful deep talking, as well as the suppressed and broken groans brought by each collision, interwoven with breathing and sweat, filled the whole bedroom and reverberated.

Desire is like the whirlpool of black evil, which pulls her down vigorously, and she soon falls into the abyss of constant rotation and sinking, and endures the disaster with indulgence and willingness.

When she reached the top, she looked up and felt every movement he made in the deepest part of her body.

It's warm and warm, just like nature.

Passion and desire in his sprint gradually warm her to the clouds

This night, Qiao Mo ran very tired, very tired, but very warm.

Until later, she regained her senses in exhaustion, woke up with a start, saw Gu Yisheng, and then saw him in her body. She exclaimed, but her lips were blocked by him.

She was once again trapped in his superb kissing skills.

She sweated a lot, and felt that he lifted her hair wet with sweat. Her movements were gentle, and her fingertips were warm and lingering.

She was very tired, but her people were still struggling. She finally whispered in his lips and teeth: "Gu Yisheng, I don't want that tattoo, don't..."

The person on the body a stiff, and then hugged her, more forceful collision, but whispered in a low voice: "good! No

Her eyes can't open, her body is just like in the cotton, soft, unspeakable feeling.

Later, she fell asleep in a warm arms, even for a long time and couldn't sleep at night, but she hardly fell asleep tonight!

When you wake up from sleep, it's already bright.

Through the window curtain, I can see the bright light.

Last night's memory gushed out, Qiao Mo Ran's mood at this time can't say is regret or not, she even wanted to take a long breath, as if to break through the same feeling. And it's the courage of wine."Awake?" At this time, the voice from behind interrupted Qiao Mo Ran's short meditation.

She did not move, nor did she know how she was discovered by him.

On her waist was her hand, which was strong and warm.

Qiao Mo Ran's line of sight looked out of the window direction, did not move the body.

Gu Yisheng got up and sat up. Qiao Mo ran turned to his side and saw the tattoo on his stomach. His expression was stiff and speechless.

Gu Yisheng also saw her sight, he opened his mouth, did not speak, began to pick up clothes to put on clothes.

Qiao Mo Ran's expression is very calm.

Neither of them spoke.

Qiao Molan went to the bathroom to wash. The hot water on her body made her whole body pink and washed every inch of her skin. She looked at Gu Yisheng's masterpiece all night. She was blue and purple. Her face was red. Her eyes were a little spring, a little shy and a little soft. She even didn't dare to look at herself in the mirror. She was washing all the time.

"Doodle!" There was a knock on the door.

Qiao Mo ran a turn back, almost is the condition reflex to shout: "why?"

"I went in!" Gu Yisheng said outside.

"No!" Qiao Mo ran exclaimed. Although I have done it again and again, I'm not brave enough to let him in and out freely when I take a bath.

Gu Yisheng has opened the door and stood at the door with a bunch of keys in his hand. The cold wind coming from the door opened the door, and Qiao Mo shivered. Gu Yisheng also closed the door, "how long have you been washing here? If you don't come out, you'll be late for work! "

"You go out!" Qiao Mo ran took a towel to cover himself, but covered the top, could not cover the bottom.