Chapter 1181

A tear.

The red bra skirt became a pile of cloth under huangfujing.

When the cool wind blows, Jiang Shanshan coolly blows a thrill, and her legs can't help but close together.

Huangfujing kisses her, bends up with one leg, and squeezes strongly between her legs, making her feel his strength.

Jiang Shanshan looks at the man who is addicted to him with clear eyes.

It has to be said that this man's skills in bed are more mature than a few years ago.

She doubted whether he had kept his guard these years.

"Hiss"

When she was bitten on her chest, Jiang Shanshan took a cold breath. She covered the place where she was bitten and glared at huangfujing, "do you belong to a dog?"

The originator not only did not feel guilty, but complained wrongly, "you are distracted in bed, you despise my technology."

Jiang Shanshan

Where did this guy get all this nonsense?

Next, in order not to let Jiang Shanshan despise him, he tried his best to seduce Jiang Shanshan.

When he wanted to attack the city, Jiang Shanshan's legs were tight, and her eyes were sharply staring at him, "who am I?"

She doesn't want this fool to forget her tomorrow.

Huangfujing's fiery eyes fell on Jiang Shanshan, and her scarlet lips moved, "you are my baby."

"Who is your baby?"

"You

“……”

Huangfujing's body has been stretched to the extreme. He doesn't give Jiang Shanshan another chance to speak, and his waist sinks.

The pain of body tearing makes Jiang Shanshan grasp the bed sheet under her body.

All night long, Jiang Shanshan seemed to be living in deep water.

Fingernails fall into huangfujing's flesh. At the moment when she sleeps, Jiang Shanshan looks at huangfujing deeply.

Huangfujing, wake up tomorrow, if you forget me again, you will never want to go to my bed again.

……

The next day.

The curtains in the presidential suite are closed.

In the luxurious room, women's red skirts and men's suits and trousers are littered on the British carpet.

There are also some ambiguous paper balls nearby.

On the king size bed in the middle of the room, a man and a woman embrace each other and sleep.

The honey colored back of a man is covered with scratches of a woman's nails, while the white back of a woman is covered with dense kisses.

The early morning sun was shining, and the curtains were shimmering.

Huangfu Jing moved his body. He subconsciously wanted to stretch. As soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

What I touch is not a sheet, but a soft body.

Huangfujing felt a thump in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw the dense kisses on the woman's back, he was frightened and rolled down from the bed.

He sat right on the white paper ball under the bed.

Huangfujing's hands trembled and he did not dare to touch them.

The footage of last night was not clear, but he knew that he had put the woman to sleep.

The pain of his body told him that he had really slept with her, not an illusion.

There was a feeling of suffocation in his chest. He looked at the woman on the bed with his eyes. His strength seemed to be emptied.

He slept with another woman again.

His Shanbao

Huangfujing thought of looking at the woman's face countless times.

But every time when the fingertip is about to touch the thin quilt, suddenly there is no courage.

The woman on the bed moved. Huangfujing's pupils suddenly shrank, and all the thoughts in his brain were empty.

He picked up the clothes on the ground and ran out of the presidential suite without thinking.