My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Why is she crying?

She's not going to cry over that sexy man?

Lu Qi squeezed the pink fist, “scum man! ”

“Who are you scolding?” At this point, a low-lying voice sounded behind his back.

Lu Zheng, then lifted her eyes. She saw a handsome figure in the large mirror. The man leaned against the door and looked at her with bright eyes.

Yoon Zhicheng.

What's he doing here?

Yoon Zhicheng looked at her reddish eyes and asked softly, “Are you crying? ”

“I didn't!” Lu Jie quickly denied it, and then she stretched out her little hand to wipe her tears.

But the more she rubbed, the more tears she had, the more she clearly resented him in her heart, but now that she saw him, the greater her grievances in her heart, the more she wanted to cry.

“Woo... you go away, I'm not crying, I never want to see you again... woo...” Lu Zheng cried and scolded him.

In front of this man, her good upbringing can always be broken for a second, she must look ugly at this moment, she herself dislikes it.

Yoon Zhicheng pulled his long leg open and came to her. He slipped his hands into his pants pockets. He pulled up his lips and laughed, “Lu Jie, I found you quite good too. ”

“What?” Lu Jie's upper breath of tears did not catch his breath.

“When I used to soak you up, you rejected me so resolutely, what else did you say I wasn't your type, you hated me... now that I'm with another woman, you're hiding here crying your nose, do you think you can do it? ”

Lu condensed his red lips and swallowed. “I'm not doing it. I'm not crying for you. I just... miss home. I miss my daddy and my mommy...”

“Oh," Yoon Zhicheng stretched out two fingers to snap her tiny jaw and force her to look at him, "a lying child is not a good child. ”

He spoke softly to a temperamental little girl.

“Go away, don't touch me!” Lu Qi slapped his big hand.

“Lu Jie, what do you want me to do, see if I chase you behind your ass and you're happy, huh?” Yoon Zhi sighed and kissed her red lips.

He had long wanted to kiss her. When she cried, her red lips trembled like an invitation to him to kiss her quickly.

Lu Zheng can't breathe anymore. He's coming to kiss her again!

“Well, go away, Yoon Zhicheng, don't kiss me. If you do this again, I'll sue you for harassment!” Lu Zheng struggled to keep him from kissing.

Yin Zhicheng pressed her shaky shoulder and pressed her against the wall. Her long arm clamped her waist and pinched a few handfuls. The other big hand ran over her revealing beautiful back.

Feel it, it's slippery.

Yoon Zhicheng rolled his throat, his palm felt the edge of her clothes, he couldn't let go. He was not in a hurry, fine play. In his view, she was the best craft in heaven, and it was made for a man like him to have a good time.

Lu Jie's legs were soft. If he hadn't held her by force, she would have been paralyzed on the ground.

“Yoon Zhicheng, let go...”

Her voice was no longer like hers and she wanted to scold him, but it was only when the voice came out that she realized it was so delicate and soft that she wanted to refuse to return the favor.

Although he was forcing her, his bullying was gentle and did not cause her any discomfort, she was twisting and the clothes of the two were constantly rubbing.

Lu Zheng knew what it was and she couldn't breathe in shock.

“You, you, you...”