My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Cold Ho now thinks it's weird that Peach stole his land that night as soon as he walked into his door?

Coldhaw stood up, he stepped out of the study door and headed straight to the master bedroom. With his palms behind him, he pushed the door open.

There was a faint light in the room, a tiny figure lying on a soft queen bed, the girl sleeping beside her, Cold Hoover glanced at her and walked forward with no expression on her face, he came to the bed and squatted down on one knee, opened the drawer and he took out the document.

The girl in her sleep probably heard a voice, “Hmm...” and the girl turned around.

Cold Ho looked up and the girl had turned to the bed. Her delicate, tender face was so close to him that it all fell under his eyes at this moment. Her two rows of beautiful, puffy eyelashes fell quietly and sweetly, and her pink mouth was still spitting crystal bubbles outside...

Cold frowns, she was sleeping and drooling.

He stood up and wanted to turn around and leave.

But at this point, the documents in his hand were scattered, and an A4 piece of paper came down from it and fell on the girl's thighs.

She slept incorrectly, her right leg stretched out of the nest and pressed against the quilt, and A4 paper fell directly on her right leg.

Cold and luxurious, his gaze was a big white snow color, the girl's legs were slender and straight, her skin was too good, and her white skin was even crystalline.

Cold haughty eyes change, men's nature will look at beautiful women more twice, men will like some trait on women, a trait that touches them.

He admitted that he had never met a better woman than her skin.

Cold Ho bent down slightly, and he reached for the A4 paper.

But when she said, "Well," the girl moved again, and she clamped the A4 directly between her legs.

Cold Hao's palms were directly stiffened in the middle of the sky, and he looked at the position of the A4 paper clamp quickly and heavily. Although he could not talk abundantly about his emotional experience, he was definitely a mature man, with a forbidden area between the legs of a woman, which would make a man think together.

Cold face suddenly turned ugly, he pulled back the A4 paper and quickly turned out of the door.

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Leng Hao worked in the study until 12: 00 at night to go back to his room to rest. He took a shower and went to bed. Soon he had a dream. Six months ago...

It was in Hong Kong, and at night he was talking business with a client, drinking a lot of wine, and he was drunk, and his men took him to a hotel room to rest, and he fell asleep in bed.

But when he was sleeping confused, he felt something incredibly soft climbing onto his thigh, a small hand climbing in his waist, which felt indescribable, itchy and crispy, and then his belt was untied.

He realized something was wrong, so he wanted to roll over and get out of bed, but there was a body like a water snake entwined him, he was powerless, but he was forced to pull over by the person, someone mounted his waist and fell down on his pants.

At that time, he felt that he might be strong, and it was ridiculous to think that he was a young son of the Hong Kong Cold Family. The black and white people were very cynical to him, and no one dared to attack him.

Not to mention... robbing him.

He stretched out his palms and snapped the man's waist, trying to throw her off him, but when he touched the man's waist, the situation went out of control, the small waist was about 1 foot 7, almost negligible in his broad palm, the man's clothes pulled up a little, his finger belly touched her skin, his first feeling was like silk smooth, touching his fingers greasy, his throat was like rolling iron, thirsty couldn't help itself.

He didn't think about what type of woman he would like. He was born on the road, unlike any other man. He killed in a blood yard and naturally didn't stop his eyes on any woman. But he touched a lot of women. He matured early. There were lots of casino halls in the name of the cold family. There were top cards on top of each other. On a weekday he went to touch him with those head cards. He also saw a lot of living palaces, men and women.

But he really had no desire. He was the eldest son of the Cold Family and knew his responsibilities. Later, he met the White Spirit Cloud in college. She was brilliant and beautiful, and the love of the door came naturally.

After dating Bai Lingyun, he stopped looking at any woman. He really liked Bai Lingyun. She was his first love. The first time they held hands together, they would also kiss out of control in the hotel room bed. She gave him a flashing, heartfelt feeling. It was a wonderful feeling.

Bai Lingyun did not give it to him, she said the best first night was to wait until he married him, he did not force her, he gave her enough respect.

Later graduated, Bai Lingyun went to study abroad, distant love caused the two to become more alienated, she began not to like the work he was doing, she began to favor the upstream Wen Wenya big boss.

The two split up too many times, between the ages of 20 and 30, and he spent a whole decade on the White Spirit Cloud.

Is he crazy?

He didn't know, he was surrounded by a myriad of Inge Swallow, too tempting, and he had a lot of blood in the past decade, but he hadn't looked for any woman.

He also felt deeply lonely on the night after his busy work. Every time he missed the White Spirit Cloud, he missed the good times of his youth with the White Spirit Cloud.

Bai Lingyun was his first woman.

First, and only one.

He thinks the White Spirit Cloud is kind of his habit.

He thought he liked the Bai Ling Yun model, no other woman could shake him, but he developed a desire for this person, and he knew he had a hard shot.

He only realized at this moment that he was not in love, that no woman had been able to come near him for years, because he couldn't see, but he also liked, like, the curve of this woman's winding demons, like this woman's greasy, snowy skin.

He was obsessed with something about women, too.

The person on his body was moving clumsily, she probably wouldn't, but his whole body of blood was pounded by her green sheath, and he rolled over, pressed her, and took possession of her.

That night she seemed to be crying, her hands clasped his arm, said something about quitting, he laughed shady, and when things started, she had no right to stop.

She was fragrant and couldn't tell the scent, like a light, pure scent on the baby, and he couldn't hold it and kissed her in the mouth.

The night was too indulgent, he asked for forgiveness twice as he wanted, and all of a sudden in his mind he remembered the living Tsubaki Palace he saw in the casino hall. In fact, he was wrong, it was not a mechanical sport, he had first tasted love, turns out it was a smooth and ultimate sport.