The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

"What are you doing here?" Lan Xinhui took a few steps back to distance herself from him.However, she herself retreated into the bedroom.

"You." This was the answer in Wang Zichen's heart, but he didn't say it.

Seeing Lan Xinhui retreated, took two steps forward, and walked into the bedroom, he looked down at her: "Have you found the code card? I waited for so long below, thinking you had fallen asleep on it, Just come up and take a look."

"I've found it." Lan Xinhui showed the password card: "Because it's been too long, it took me some time to find it."

She handed the card to him: "You take it, this card will be placed with you in the future. It is your house and has nothing to do with me."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Wang Zichen stretched out his hand, and when he was holding the card, his big hand grasped her small hand as well.Hearing her stress that she had nothing to do with her, he really wanted to have sex with her right away.

Lan Xinhui pulled her hand, unable to pull it back, she glared at him: "What do you want?"

Wang Zichen pulled her closer and wrapped his injured right hand around her shoulder: "Let me stay here tonight, it's so late, I don't want to run around anymore."

He meant that he was tired and tired and didn't want to go back, but the hoarseness and tightness in his voice made Lan Xinhui know what he wanted to do as soon as he heard it.

Because he put his wounded arm around her, Lan Xinhui didn't dare to struggle, fearing that he would tear his wound, she didn't move, she just said: "It's okay. Let me go, I'll go downstairs to sleep with Millie. "

Wang Zichen refused to let her go: "You can sleep with me!"

"How can it be!" Lan Xinhui struggled subconsciously, but considering his injury, she didn't dare to use too much force.

"Why not?" Wang Zichen lowered his voice and whispered in her ear: "I miss you very much...you miss me too, don't you?"

Seeing her trembling involuntarily, his lips couldn't help but rise, and he continued to bewitch her in her ear: "Think about the joy we had when we were together before, the extreme joy..."

Lan Xinhui only felt that her ears were burning, and her thoughts were a little confused.She wanted to refuse, but for some reason, she was suddenly speechless.

She unconsciously raised her head and stared at him, the dark eyes in his beautiful eyes were like a deep ocean, and the turbulent waves in it instantly submerged her.

Wang Zichen didn't give her much room to think, he started to kiss her earlobe, then her sensitive parts.

She pushed him, but she was concerned about his wound, and at the same time, she was bewitched by his kiss and his words, and the force of her refusal was not enough to push him away.

However, he became more and more brave and quickly attacked the city and conquered the territory. She was powerless to resist and could only retreat steadily.

She retreated weakly, and then retreated, but he approached forcefully step by step.

As he kissed her deeply, he bewitched her and tempted her to dance on his lips with him.

Lan Xinhui wanted to resist. She knew she couldn't be so close to him, but she seemed to be trapped in an invisible net, and she couldn't break free no matter what.

She could only unconsciously back up, back up, back up...until her feet touched the bed, and she fell weakly onto the bed.

However, he still didn't let her go, and still kissed her passionately.Seeing her fall on the bed, he pushed her, trying to push her down on the bed.

"No, don't—" Lan Xinhui still refused, but the words of refusal that came out of her mouth sounded like a whisper of refusal.

His lips turned and kissed her lips, preventing her from continuing to say words of rejection.

At the same time, with a little force in his hands, he pushed her down on the bed, and he immediately leaned forward and pressed her under him.