Honeyed Marriage

Zhu Xingzhi×Chen Rongyu (18)

When Zhu Xingzhi heard the words, he knew that this person took her back to the apartment and was absolutely uneasy.

She winks like silk, smiles blooming on her face, knowingly asked: "Then... how do you want me to bribe you?"

The man looked at her quietly, without speaking.

A few seconds later, the girl raised her hands above her head, and the thin skirt fabric slid across her slender white arms, and finally fell to the ground. She was lying on the desk, her beautiful and slim body occupied all the man's sight.

His eyes were dull and cloudy, as if there was a sparkle.

Zhu Xingzhi is a perfect figure and perfect proportion.

In addition to that beautiful face, no matter which man looks like this, he can control it.

She looked at the man in suit and leather shoes in front of her, still wearing a well-dressed man, and smiled: "Let you play, okay?"

No one can refuse such an invitation.

As soon as her voice fell, Chen Rongyu's hot/hot kiss fell, a strong force that was about to crush her.

Zhu Xingzhi's breath was thin, but her white fingers moved clearly on the buttons of his shirt, and finally reached the metal buttons. With a click, he was completely pulled into the abyss.

The vision in front of her was dim, and she saw the figures of the two reflected on the French window in front of her, and outside the window was the bustling river scene.

The girl was planted with strawberries, the old ones have not completely faded away, and the new ones have emerged.

After a while, Zhu Xingzhi's eyes closed slightly, and she tightly grasped his arm, biting his lips, feeling the satisfaction in his heart gradually filled.

After a moment of adaptation, there is endless happiness.

The things on the table were shaking slightly to noticeably. Papers and documents fell to the ground from time to time. Zhu Xingzhi's cheeks were flushed and her breath was dazzling. Seeing the man in front of her no longer ascetic, her sense of conquest could not help but surge.

She was hugged and embraced him, Zhu Xingzhi raised her eyes and asked him deliberately in his ear:

"Chen Rongyu, when you sit here and work, will you always think of tonight, how will you still work seriously then?"

The man bit her lips like punishment, and a low voice came out from his lips, "According to you, do you dare to enter the study in the future?"

"It's you who are in the wrong heart..."

After a long time, there was a small pool of water stains on the desk. Chen Rongyu picked her up and walked to the bedroom. She clung to his neck, and her eyes flowed with tears when he stopped and walked.

Back in the familiar bedroom, on the familiar bed, she lay down and saw him walking to the bedside table and taking out a box.

"When did you buy these?" she asked.

"yesterday."

"Buy so much, it's too much to waste."

He raised his eyelids to look at her, and smiled lazily: "If you go home more, don't you run out of it?"

Zhu Xingzhi was blushing with him.

Smelly man, really a stinky man!

He got into bed, pulled her into his arms, and smiled at the corner of his lips.