After applying the powder, she rolled up her long hair and tied an elegant and dignified bud head.

The snow-white and creamy skin is more attractive against the background of the charming but flexible black sleeveless skirt.

She stepped on ten centimeter high heels downstairs and leaned seductively on the handrail.

"Mr. Li."

At that moment, charm was born.

The man sitting on the sofa, dressed in a pure black shirt, with slender white and bony hands, put them on his knees and gently overlap his legs.

The faint smell of tobacco swirls around the huge living room.

Following her provocative voice, Li Beichen collected his narrow and long eyes, and then his eyes fell on her.

This woman, when touching the hair falling from her ears, was infected with evil spirit.

The deep and hard to observe eyes set off a ripple in an instant.

After a brief silence, he frowned.

In the past, she was dressed in a very casual fashion. He seldom saw such a woman and style she wore. The only time was when Jiang Wenhao was entertained in the vast sea and sky - under the bright lights, she was wearing a bright red dress, which only covered her hips. The back of the amorous short skirt was hollowed out, the red ribbon was crossed into a bow, and her graceful back was sexy and attractive.

If she hadn't stood in front of him again with such a stunning but flexible attitude, he might have forgotten that Mrs. Li, in fact, beauty is not a thing to be seen.

Inexplicably irritable, throat was dry and dumb for a moment.

He poured a glass of water to drink, but he still couldn't suppress the fire jumping up from his lower abdomen.

Leaning on the back of the chair, he stretched out his hand and loosened his tie, but there was no fruit. A thin layer of sweat had been soaked in his forehead.

Can't this woman be calm?

——Just when she asked him why he slept in a bed last night, he had lost control of the reason why he was completely out of control. He hated the feeling that things were not shackled by him, so he was so anxious, even cold and impatient, and warned her not to be so self righteous. He would never have that idea about her.

——In fact, he couldn't understand whether that sentence was to convince her or himself.

——But when he didn't know the reason, she challenged his bottom line with such a posture?

In that case, he would like to see what the answer is.

"Shi Yuxuan," when looking at her, Li Beichen sneered proudly, "come here."

"Mr. Li, it's time to try on my wedding dress."

Yuxuan walked up to him with a smile, but the next moment he felt a strong arm coming.

She couldn't stand still and fell to the sofa in front of her.

Then

She felt her warm and generous body, and pressed herself firmly!

Langlan mountain, which is drizzling with light rain, has a quiet chat.

Outside the window, the chirp of summer cicadas came slowly and waxily.

Yuxuan lay on his back, his hands were clasped by Li Beichen, and he couldn't move for a moment.

Summer clothes are thin. She still wears a sleeveless high waist skirt. She can clearly feel the strength on the man's arm and rub it with her arm.

His ten fingers were long and powerful, with a slight coolness, clasping her hand.

His waist was close to her, and his thighs pressed her legs.

She felt his weight and strength, his temperature, the faint smell of tobacco and the fierce smell of men.

And his face was less than five centimeters away. With dark and sharp eyes, he looked down at her from a commanding position.

The man's warm breath sprayed on her face so recklessly.

Recalling last night, he rubbed her to sleep for a real night, and her breathing became rapid.

"What are you... Doing?"

"Why don't you try?"