Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

Huang Fusijue's fingers gently pulled the bow-knotted belt around her waist, and clearly stroked her body through the silk cloth with one hand.

"Huangfu Xijue, you can't!" She suddenly woke up, she couldn't do this with him, the doctor told her, otherwise the child would be easily miscarried.

He read firmness and determination from her eyes, so she really didn't want to have a relationship with him now.

Huangfu Xijue put on the untied belt again, walked away from her body, and looked down at his own fire swelling with a disappointed face.

Mu Xiaoyan quickly arranged her clothes and sat up, looking at Huangfu Xijue's lonely back, she knew that he was angry now, very unhappy.

This made her feel happy, he was finally willing to spare the child, and no longer forced himself.

The black and stinky face turned around, and he grabbed her hand unceremoniously and sent it to his burning belly, and said with some complaints: "It's hard!"

As soon as the finger touched it, she immediately pulled it back. Although it took less than a second for her to understand her distress, she really couldn't help her, and she couldn't have that kind of behavior with him again.

Mu Xiaoyan patted him on the shoulder knowingly: "Huangfu Xijue, I believe you can handle it."

Didn't I hear that men can do it by themselves...

The next second, the man got off the bed and went straight to the bathroom with the sound of running water...

This little woman really has the ability to drive him crazy, her body seems to be on fire, keeping her skin scorching hot, and the cold water flowing from the shower hits him, and it can't calm down for a long time.

While he was going to the bathroom, Mu Xiaoyan had already changed into a floral dress that she rarely wore.

She regretted it when she put it on. She stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at it for a long time. The skirt was so low that she had no friends.

Originally, she was planning to go out on a business trip with Brother Lu. She couldn't just wear jeans and a white T-shirt casually after meeting some boss or manager. But she rarely wears skirts, so she doesn't have any skirts in her closet.

I didn't expect to take a skirt, and even a dress that she couldn't bear to look at...

Her eyes glanced at the nightdress on one side, which was not as good as the nightdress.

It was a long time before Huangfu Xijue came out of the bathroom. After taking such a long cold bath, more than half of the dryness on his body had been eliminated, but his face was even darker.

"Mu Xiaoyan, you..."

A shit-yellow floral sarong, old-fashioned three-quarter bell cuffs, a wide belt, a bow behind the back, and a knee-length skirt.

Coupled with her undecorated plain face, it is full of purity.

Mu Xiaoyan turned around and ran over, stood on tiptoe to block his eyes: "Please don't look."

She couldn't stand her like this, and this man must have laughed at her even more.

Huangfu Xijue smiled and removed the palm covering her eyes, and looked at her disapprovingly: "No, I want to see."

Mu Xiaoyan sat by the window in frustration, and said aggrievedly: "You can watch it, but you can't laugh at me."

"A joke?" Why are you joking? "You look so good-looking."

"Don't tease me." How could it be good-looking, if you go out like this, you will be ridiculed to death.

However, she didn't plan to wear this to go out. She still had some of her usual wear in her suitcase, but they were more casual and not suitable for work.

"I didn't tease you." Huangfu Xijue said truthfully.