My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Though she refused, there was a slight desire to refuse to return the favor, besides, her soft body twisted in his hard chest, Yoon Zhicheng's waist paused numbness.

“I'll eat later, I want to eat first... you..." Yoon Zhicheng snapped her barbaric waist to get her upstairs.

Lu Jie's little face was red. She pointed to the next room and whispered. "My second brother is here. He's sleeping. Don't wake him up. ”

“I know, we talked on the phone. ”

“Then you still...”

“If you keep quiet, he won't hear you. ”

The two entered the bedroom together, Yin Zhicheng closed the door with his hands, then lifted her up with a flat waist, and finally, he reached up against the wall, his palms reaching through her shirt.

“Wear my shirt? ”

“Yeah, I didn't change... Oops, your watch snapped on my shirt...”

Yoon Zhicheng's move was too urgent, causing the prestigious watch on his wrist to snap into the corner of Lu Zheng's shirt. Lu Zheng grabbed his palm, “How do I know this? ”

“You solve it slowly...” Yoon Zhicheng's voice was mute, his left hand penetrated through her shirt, then pushed her shirt up and buried her head.

“Ah!” Lu Jin screamed, the whole person slipped down.

But she quickly grabbed her lower lip with her teeth and kept her voice down. Second brother is still next door...

“Yoon Zhicheng, don't...”

Her voice was not as delicate as her own, and she could hear her blush.

The white shirt slipped down, covered the man's head, Lu raised his swan-like pink neck and tried to gasp. She never dreamed that a man like Yin Zhicheng would slip into her clothes and do such a shameful thing with her.

Suddenly, her brain was blank...

Decades later, Yin Zhicheng drilled out and kissed her full red lips, muttering, "How come I haven't started yet! ”

Lu Zheng pinched the pink fist and hammered him hard. Her little face rolled hot. It was embarrassing.

Yoon Zhicheng's body was burning. He held her soft little hand and pulled it down. "Baby, feel your charm. He's about to jump out. ”

Lu Jie tried to cover his ears and was afraid to listen to his coma.

At this time, "Knock knock knock" two times, the wall behind him was knocked out, Lu Fan's voice came over, “Although the sound insulation here is good, you moved too much and woke me up. ”

Lu Jie, …

Yoon Zhicheng took a deep breath and pressed down the agitation in his body. He pulled her little hand, licking her red lips for a moment.

Lu Jie glanced down and she felt her tongue dry and swallowed a quick sip.

Yoon Zhicheng stood up to her and asked, "What did your second brother tell you today? ”

This old fox, he wants to talk to her now!

“My second brother doesn't agree that I'm going out with you...” Lu Zheng looked at him beautifully.

“Well, what do you say?” Yoon Zhicheng's expression remained unchanged. He only picked out the sword eyebrows he had picked into.

“I won't tell you...”

“Oh," Yoon Zhicheng laughed and pressed her red lips, "you had to ask me? I can't compare this to any other man and make you scream. ”

What did he say?

Lu bent his consciousness and clamped his legs. In his voice, she passed the current for a moment, and the brain was blank again.

“Oh.” Yoon Zhicheng laughed.

Lu Zheng was so hot, his pretty little face was full of sweat beads, obviously he could not be tortured by his color.