Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Rub yourself!” Song's worry-free face stared red at Gu Zheng.

“It wants you to rub it.” Gu Qiu put her hand there.

“YOU -” Song didn't worry about pulling his hand back, but he couldn't.

This man forced her to hold it, rub it...

Song was not worried and shamed into anger: “Gu Xiao, aren't you afraid that I will break it? ”

Gu Qiu took a sip of comfort and his eyes were so deep, "You couldn't resist. ”

Song did not worry cold smile: “Whoever said it, I will screw it. ”

After that, Song Wuxi grabbed it tightly and twisted it.

“Hiss -” Gu Xiao sipped a sip of comfort.

Because it's cool and sad, the sophisticated face is slightly twisted.

He pressed Song's worry-free hand tightly and prevented her from pulling away.

His eyes were like scarlet, as deep as darkness, as lust ~ dissatisfaction.

Song Weixiao wanted to screw it hard. She just grabbed it and he took a breath and scared her to a standstill.

Look at his comfortable and dissatisfied expression, her heart, suddenly jumping.

Gu Zheng's eyes wandered away, “Do not twist, rub, hold it, rub. ”

“No rubbing!” Song has no worries about resisting. Pull your hand hard.

Gu Zheng grabbed her wrist dead and stared at her in disgruntlement: “It hurts. ”

“You solve it yourself! ”

“Song is not worried, you are torturing me. ”

“You're torturing me! ”

“How did I torture you? Do you want it? ”

“Want your head! ”

“Rub, rub early and finish early!” Men's voices have been dull enough to make Song feel strange.

“...” Song did not worry about staring hard at him. She really didn't want to rub it, but she kept struggling. If she pulled with him, she would get hurt again.

But rubbing, she feels very nasty.

But deep down, there seems to be a voice saying, "My wife helps my husband solve his physiological needs, what's going on?"

“I'm so upset.” Gu Zheng bowed his head, holding his forehead against Song's worry-free forehead, his voice was dull, “No worries, help me. ”

“Just this once!” Song's worry-free heart beat, pounding wildly.

“Well, just this once.” Gu Jianzhu lifted his lip angle.

For once, after that, he didn't use her hands, he used her body directly.

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Mrs. Song dressed very stylishly and walked out of the Song villa with her famous brand bag that Song Jiuyue had given her.

She made an appointment with the hostess of the neighboring villa to play mahjong.

Just walked out of the villa and the phone in the name tag bag rang.

Mrs. Song stopped and took her cell phone out of her bag. The call indicated a strange number.

She wanted to refuse, but it seemed like something was on her mind, so she answered.

As soon as the phone was answered, a cold male voice was heard.

“Ms. Yang, how come the rest of the money hasn't reached my account? ”

Lady Song was shocked and said, “You're not dead? ”

“Oh, you really want me to die? ”

Lady Song's thief swept her eyes and asked, "Where are you? ”

“Don't ask me where I am, I just want to know, the rest of the money, when will you call me? ”

Lady Song saw no one, she looked heavy: “I heard, Song is not worried not dead! ”

And they laughed, "Do you want to do it?

Lady Song: “I will not fail you. I want you to act again and kill Song Wuxi! ”

Recipient: “I can do it again, pay for it, my purpose is to pay the balance regardless of whether the mission succeeds or not. ”

Mrs. Song: “If you kill Song Wuxi, I will give you money! ”