The President's Forced Love

Fu Lin was kicked in the calf, and the atmosphere immediately fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone felt chills down their spines, wishing they had never been to this place before, so as not to see such a life-threatening scene.

Standing still and pulling the man into his arms, Fu Lin lowered his head and sneered, "Ye Li, slap and kick, do you really think I dare not hit you?"

Her vision became blurred, Ye Li tried her best to suppress the soreness stuck in her throat, and grasped his arm with trembling hands.

"Fu Lin, don't go too far."

Am I too much?With her black eyes narrowed dangerously, Fu Lin lowered her head and squeezed Ye Li's slightly opened mouth into her mouth, sucking hard.

Her eyes widened in shock, Ye Li never imagined that he would suddenly be a beast again, and his mouth would be completely occupied by him before he could even put his mouth in time.

"Hmm...you, let it go, let it go..." Frowning tightly, Ye Li put her hands on his chest, struggling desperately.

But the struggle was ineffective, Fu Lin put a big hand on her back, and she fell into his arms powerlessly, and could only raise her head and let him do whatever he wanted.

The fiery long tongue is as if she hasn't eaten in 800 years, rolling the honey in her mouth almost hungrily.

Ye Li was so kissed that she couldn't breathe, her legs started to go limp, and her bloodless little face was stained with a bit of seductive crimson.

After a long time, Fu Rin finally let go of her mouth, but the fiery desire in his eyes grew stronger.

Bending down, he picked up Ye Li effortlessly, turned around and walked upstairs with an urgent pace.

Clutching his sleeves tightly with her little hands, Ye Li turned pale in panic as she watched the door getting closer and closer.

What does Fu Lin want to do?
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After Fu Lin left, the low pressure also disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief as if they had relieved a heavy burden.

Baby Yang quickly ran to the old butler, and said anxiously, "Old butler, the young master..."

Miss Ye just had a miscarriage, so she can't do that.

The old housekeeper said softly, "Don't worry, the young master has his own measure."

"But..." Baby Yang wrinkled his round face tightly, and wanted to ask, but was interrupted by the old housekeeper.

"Miss Ye's mother, please take her to a guest room."

The words that were about to come out suddenly choked in her throat, she turned around sullenly and glanced at Wu Jingman, and let out an extremely unhappy cry.

Isn't Miss Ye's mother Mrs. Bai?Where did this Mrs. Wu come from?

As she walked, she pouted and complained, this Mrs. Wu was helping that bad woman just now, so she didn't look like a good person.

Well, even a good person is a good person without the ability to discern.

Wu Jingman stood there uncomfortably, watching everyone start to do this and that, anxious and afraid to ask anyone.

Seeing the maid who had just spoken for her daughter approaching her, she breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked with a smile, "Where do I want to stay tonight?"

As soon as she said this, Baby Yang's impression of her became worse.

The first sentence was not about caring about his daughter, but about where he lived today?Would the Fu family still let her sleep in the yard?
It's ridiculous.

With a straight face, she said indifferently, "Come with me", then picked up her steps and walked out the door.

"Where is this going? Don't you live here?"

Pausing in her footsteps, Baby Yang pursed her lips speechlessly, then turned to look at her, "Auntie, this is the main building, where the master lives!"