My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“Don't go back tonight, there's a sea view room. ”

He still said it, he wants to sleep with her...

Lu Zheng panicked. She was not ready for this idea. Are the two men developing too fast? She had not yet planned to hand herself over to him.

But her apricot eyes looked at his handsome face, her legs were a little soft, she was already a light mature woman, and she had physiological impulses in the face of the man she liked to touch.

“I don't want it, I haven't thought about it yet... we've only been dating for a day, and I'm going to examine you...” Lu Zheng laid two fiber arms in front of himself to protect his alert posture.

Yoon Zhicheng pulled out his long legs and came to her.

Lu Jingjie retreated, “You... don't mess around... ah! ”

She screamed because her soft little hand was in the palm of a man's hand, "What are you thinking, the ocean view room can see the late tide and tomorrow's sunrise, we open two rooms. ”

Lu Jing, …

Is this his entertainment?

She's embarrassed to be home, so embarrassed.

……

Yoon Zhicheng really opened two rooms. Lu condensed into his room and took a bath, then wore a nightgown. When she came out, she found her phone dead.

In a hurry, she brought only one phone and no power bank.

What should we do?

Lu Jing opened his room door and then rang Yoon's cold door across the street.

“In." There was a low voice.

Lu Jie pushed the door in.

There was no one in the room. There was a loud water flow in the bathroom. Yoon Zhicheng was in the bathroom. Lu Jing stood by the door and asked, "My phone is dead. Do you have a power bank? ”

“Call the front desk. ”

“Oh.” Lu Zheng sat by the bed and dialed the inside line.

The interior will soon be connected and the reception desk says that each room has a power bank in the first drawer of the bedside cabinet.

Are you serious?

Lu Zheng reached out and opened the first drawer.

There's really a power bank in the drawer, and a box of green stuff.

What the hell is this?

Lu Zheng took the box of green things in his hand and looked curiously.

At this time, the bathroom door “tapped” opened, Yoon Zhicheng wrapped a strand of air and came out. He also wore a bathrobe, with a dry towel in his hand wiping his wet short hair.

Lu Zheng quickly lowered his head, didn't dare to look at his healthy body and spread male hormones all the time. She had seen his bath diagram eight or nine years ago. That image almost bled her nose. If she saw it now, she would probably drool.

And there was a series of footsteps, and the man stood beside her, "Are you interested in this? ”

“What?” Lu Zheng looked at him.

Yoon Zhicheng pointed to the green box in her hand and spit out three words, "Conception condom. ”

Lu Jing, …

She quickly threw away the green box, like a hot potato, “You, don't get me wrong, I don't know this is a... condom, I first saw it, so I took a look in my hand...”

Yin Zhicheng did not speak, his lazy, narrow eyes connected to her face, after bathing, her delicate cheeks were evaporated out of pink, the skin greasy and tender like chicken protein, even the red lips were bright and dripping.

The 24-year-old girl is young and full of seductive collagen.

Yoon Zhicheng reached out and touched her little face.

His crude palm rubbed against her delicate face, Lu Jiao shocked, “You, what are you doing? ”

Yoon Zhicheng leaned down and put his arms next to her. “Shall I teach you how to use this? ”