Can you writers fight better?

01

When I woke up, a bowl of Dabu soup was placed in front of me as expected.My nerves sounded the alarm after seeing this familiar blue and white porcelain bowl, and automatically sang a song in a loop: <I really want to escape, but I can’t escape~>

I have been with Chen Fu for almost two years, and he has become more proficient at making Dabu Tang.All kinds of supplements are mixed together and stewed in a pot. The color is light brownish red, and the appearance is quite good.

But today's bowl of tonic soup is also a familiar formula, which is unpalatable.

02

I really don't want to eat it.

But I have to eat.

03

As for why?

Because Chen Fu and I had sex seven times last night, almost from dark to dawn, with postures ranging from Guanyin sitting on a lotus to an old man pushing a cart to an Italian chandelier.

There is also an Internet celebrity pose facing the wall and spreading the legs so that the receiving party cannot escape. Anyway, we have done everything we can think of.

Chen Fufu is fair and beautiful, with skin that can be broken by blowing bullets, his slender waist and two hands can hold him tightly, and a pair of deer-like eyes always look at people timidly with mist.

With such an excellent appearance condition set up, as Gong, if I don’t make him cry and beg me for mercy and call him my husband, I won’t be able to satisfy the bad tastes of the readers.

So of course, because of the stupid/crazy author’s setting, I was forced to ejaculate seven times a night, for seven hours, an average of one hour, and one ejaculation lasted for one hour, without a break in the middle, and did not even give saliva drink.

Literally, I almost got fucked to death in bed.

Seriously, if I wasn't a character in a fictional novel, I'd be exhausted by now, and it's your turn to drive and eat meat in the comment area?

But the waist is really sore, the legs are really shaking, and it is really necessary to make up.

The saddest thing is the death of heart, I supported my waist and shed tears, thinking of the phrase "there is no plowed land, only exhausted cows"

The ancients never lied to me.

04

Although I still don't want to drink big tonic soup.

05

"You can't do this. If you don't drink, your body won't be able to bear it." With a gentle smile on his face, Chen Fu sat gently on the edge of the bed, and began to massage my sore muscles as if soothing. The just right technique made me squint comfortably. eyes.

"Be obedient, aren't you going on a business trip? After this time, you can just rest for two full weeks and drink the soup. Xiao Liu is already waiting downstairs to take you to the airport"

Xiao Liu?My little fat secretary?

I opened my eyes suddenly, my heart was shocked, and then there was a burst of ecstasy.

The domineering president the author gave me has given me a lot of convenience, such as being rich, such as having power, such as being very rich and very powerful.But there has never been a moment like this that made me feel how beautiful and happy it is to be the president.

The president also needs to go on a business trip, and the president also needs to handle the company's affairs, which means that I don't have to be forced to have an unreasonable sex life.

My dick can finally take a break!

whee.