My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

In the room, as soon as Cold Hoover walked in, he smelled a smell of wine. He saw a bottle of wine on the bed cabinet, and immediately understood, she drank it secretly.

Cold haughty raised his eyebrows unhappily and he didn't like her drinking.

She drinks boldly, dives into the hotel room and strengthens him, goes into the men's toilet of the bar and pulls his belt. If it wasn't him, but another man, Cold Ho, just think about it and he feels a flatulence rising in his chest, he will scrap the man and then strangle her.

Coldhound walked forward, standing beside the bed, soft light gold under the bedding curled a small group, and she covered herself tightly, leaving only a small black head.

“Peach.” He sat by the bed and yelled at her.

“Well... I'm going to sleep, don't argue..." The girl whispered softly and continued to sleep.

Listening to her voice, the cold-blooded waist was a crisp, and he stretched out his palm and gently touched her little face.

Because of her intoxication, her delicate face was covered with a disenchantment, curved willow brows, small mouths of rose petals. Her skin was more like the lychee that had just peeled off her shell, greasy and fresh...

Cold eyes dimmed and his suppressed blood suddenly poured over, they had only once, that night in Hong Kong, he clearly remembered.

Slipping his thumb onto her delicate little mouth, he rubbed hard.

“Well... it hurts...” Peach twisted her eyebrows immediately at night, and she opened a seam and looked at the man in front of her who wouldn't let her sleep properly.

The girl's eyes were blurry, and the water in them seemed delirious. Cold luxury was tight, and her eyes were enough to burn him in the fire.

But he hurriedly retracted his hand, what was he doing now, she was pregnant, and he wanted to sleep, how could he just greed for his own pleasure?

He's getting up.

“Hubby...” At this time, his palm was dragged by two small hands, “Don't go...”

Cold and frozen, then glanced at her.

Night Peach was half awake and half confused. She grumbled and mumbled. "Honey, why are you staring at me so fiercely? Do you... want to eat me, then... come eat..."

The next second, the soft queen bed collapsed directly into a piece with two big palms on her side of the head, and the man had covered her.

As soon as she looked up, she crashed into a man's deep, hot eyes, and he bit his teeth, “Night Peach, do you know what you're talking about? ”

Night Peach was wearing a pink silk pajama, and she lifted her slender white hand gently and circled his wide chest, “I know... honey, I'm almost... five months...”

As she lifted her hand, the silk pajamas worn outside slipped off her side of the shoulder, revealing the sling skirt of her thin shoulder strap, her cold throat knotted, and pressed herself directly against her mouth to kiss.

“Hey, wait!” Night Peach quickly covered his mouth.

“What's wrong now? You've lifted the fire on me, you must be responsible for it this time!” Cold hoarseness went to kiss her tender palms.

“I didn't say... not responsible, but my husband," Night Peach held his neck, "We've been married for so long, you call me... wife... listen to me. ”

Wife...

Cold ho stared at her hot, silent.

The light in Peach's eyes gradually went out at night. She hammered him with anger. "Forget it, you... burn yourself!” She climbed under him with her hands and feet.

But a strong arm held her steady, the man's low, mute voice approached, “Wife...”

Night Peach's eyes lit up, he called!

“Honey, scream again! ”

“Don't step in!” Cold ho lifted the soft silk over the two of them, and he opened his mouth and slammed her delicate lips.

Peach's heart was so sweet at night, the quilt was covered, she could not see his face, his lips and tongue were allowed to numb, she held his handsome face with two small hands, his face was so hot.

Is he thinking about that, or did he just call her "wife” shy?

She responded enthusiastically and voluntarily to the stone's ability to call out the words "wife." Peach felt full of accomplishments at night.

“Ready? I can't...” Cold Hoover kisses her and unwraps her belt.

Night Peach knows she can't escape tonight. Actually, she doesn't want to escape, and she's looking forward to it.

She enjoys doing this sport with the man she loves.

It's just, “Honey, I'm scared... I'm scared of pain... can you lighten it up, last time... in Hong Kong, you're really nice... rough, only brute force, no skill...”

Leng Hao didn't know whether to kiss her or pinch her. It was this time, and she said such a shameful word, “That time, you didn't have the right to talk, I didn't kill you already very mercifully. ”

“What, you seem to be grieving now, I see... you clearly enjoy it, otherwise why would you want to come to me for a second time... hmmm! ”

Cold Ho blocked her chatty little mouth.

After a while, Peach felt the pain at night. She quickly twisted her eyebrows and yelled.

Cold Haughty smiled, he didn't seem to have done anything yet, but her soft and understandable voice poured into his eardrum, forcing his scalp numb, “Shut your mouth and don't scream. ”

She called him soft, but somewhere, like steel, he felt terrible.

He had been used to men and women since the age of 12, and although he had practiced it only once with her, it was reasonable that he should have had more than one swim to catch it.

But he's not calm at all, he's not tolerant.

Night Peach really stopped screaming and listened to him. Behind her, she bit him on the shoulder.

Both of them were sweating and wrapped around each other like two fish. Cold Ho held her head in his arms and kissed her. He groaned, “You can scream. ”

Night Peach loosened his shoulder, and she grieved and frightened, “But... just now you wouldn't let me scream...”

“Now it's okay, just ask me to listen alone. ” …

……

In school.

Night Peach hummed a little song and walked along the pebble path with a drawing board, as her little buddy chased up from behind, "Peach, what have you been up to lately? Look at you look radiant and moisturized. ”

“Do I? Isn't that what I do every day?” Night peach toy muffled thinking.

“Come on, Peach, you just pound us.” Little buddies hum.

Night Peach smiles without saying anything, not that she doesn't, but that's something she can't say, which is completely... the power of love.

“By the way, Peach, we recently asked you to go to the bar and you don't go. You also like to wear this Korean style loose clothes. Are you... fat?” The little buddy's suspicious eyes looked at Peach's belly at night.

“You're fat! Oops, the teacher is here, let's hurry to class! ”