not stupid.In just two minutes, he saw a kind of temperament from Jiang Lan's body that was different from his... This temperament was called "either rich or noble," this kind of noble temperament di...He spoke with warmth and tenderness.
Wen Man's face flushed slightly: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not your wife!"
The interior was tinged with a faint scent of masculine alcohol.
He leaned back in his chair, reaching out to gently grasp her hand and tracing the diamond ring on her finger. He whispered softly, "You're still wearing your ring. If you're not my wife, then whose wife are you"
Wen Man couldn't find words to refute.
Ho Shaoting turned his head, his gaze gentle...
When she is good, she is truly soft.
His voice was hoarse: “I guess I'm half Shao Ting's now, right”
What half Shao Ting...
He's so shameless!
Wen Man's face was hot, but he leaned closer, putting his entire weight on her shoulder: "Wen Man, I don't believe you're not moved."
Yes, Wen Man is moved.
But she always felt that something was wrong.
He suddenly remembered some things, and she was a little uncomfortable for a moment.
Huo Shaoting held her auburn hair, gently moved her neck and kissed her. He was so hot, his lips and teeth were filled with the aroma of red wine, mixed with a unique masculine scent.
Passionate panting,
the sound of delicate kisses
Even the driver ahead of them didn't dare to make a move.
Ho Shao-ting kissed her for a moment and then let go, only resting his forehead against hers. He looked at her gently, enjoying her meek obedience...
Wen Man trembled uncontrollably.
She snuggled into his arms, and soon his chest felt warm and damp, which was actually a bit uncomfortable.
She cried……
Ho Shao-ting, have you really come back
Do you know, I miss you so much!
Huo Shaoting murmured softly, "Don't cry! Wen Man, don't cry! I'll slowly remember!"
She suddenly reached out and hit him several times.
Despite her unease, she couldn't resist Ho Shaoting at this moment.
Arrived at the hotel.
He sent her back to the room, and for a while, neither of them could bring themselves to do what they'd done as husband and wife in years past.
Wen Man was about to swipe her card when someone hugged her from behind.
He stroked her slender waist and chuckled softly against her back, "Still exercising, are you Your waist is as tight and delicate as a young girl's."
Wen Man knew what he wanted.
But it happened too quickly, she felt it was too sudden. She feared that after a night of intimacy, she would be faced with unfamiliar eyes...
Wen Man grasped his hand: "Didn't you say to take it slow"
Ho Shao-ting grunted.
He continued to hold her for a while, his fingers tracing the outline of her diamond ring: "This time we'll have a grand wedding."
Wen Man remained silent.
They've broken up and gotten back together several times now, the child is two years old. Honestly, whether or not they have a wedding doesn't really matter. What matters is... is this person truly back for good
Wen Man turned in his arms, “When we get back, I’ll accompany you to see a doctor.”
Huo Shaoting's smile was faint.
But after a while, he lightly touched her waist: "Good!"
She should have gone back to her room, but she couldn't help herself from hugging him around the waist and leaning gently against his chest.
This embrace, for Wen Man, is a long-awaited one!
Huo Shaoting lowered his head, looking at the woman in his arms.
His eyes were somewhat complicated.
At this moment, Wen Man was so soft and devoted to him. These were all things he had missed... He now possessed her entirely, and if he wished, he could enjoy her body tonight.
But, it's not enough...
What he wanted was no longer just her body.
He wants her!
In the end, he still went into her suite. They kissed in the dim room, and the air was thick with the hormones of passionate love between a man and a woman...
He was overcome with emotion.
... rolled clumsily onto the sheets ...
At critical moments, men who drink too much are often powerless.
The atmosphere was a bit tense.
Wen Man turned over to the side, her face slightly flushed.
Huo Shaoting was also a little confused. He hugged her from behind and gently soothed her: "You had too much to drink, next time I'll let you feel comfortable, okay"
Wen Man pulled the blanket over herself.
Ho Shao-ting lay flat, looking at the white ceiling above and breathing softly.
While it's true that he was drinking heavily, it's still a blow to any man.
Wen Man is 30 years old, the perfect age for a woman!
If she is disappointed in him and refuses to get back together, then all his efforts these past few days have been for nothing
He thought, tomorrow morning!
Tomorrow morning, he will make her experience the joy of being a woman!
Early in the morning, Huo Shaoting woke up with a hangover.
He reached out to the side, his voice hoarse: "Wen Man, we..."
But his hand came up empty.
Where is anyone on this big bed
Wen Man ran away!
He left him alone in the hotel bed.
Ho Shao-ting sat up and scratched his hair, unwillingly thinking that she might have left early because she was unhappy with what happened last night. He immediately grabbed his phone and dialed her number...
Shut down!
Ho Shaoting fell onto the bed and dialed Zhang's secretary again, asking her to arrange a private jet.
Over there, Zhang the secretary was a little puzzled.
Mr. Huo's tone was quite bad, did he pursue Wen Man to no avail No, that's not right. Yesterday she ran into Mrs. Huo, who looked full of joy and seemed like there was a happy event happening at home!
That afternoon, Huo Shaoting returned to city B.
Wen Man avoided him for two days.
On the third day, he left work early and went straight to the West Asia Group to wait for her. a little, it was stimulating... After a while, Huo Jiao hugged his neck and couldn't help but call his name in his ear."Listen, Jiang Lan.">……He sought her red lips and held them, entwining with her...