The infatuated president lives up to his addiction to spoiling his wife

Yin Susu huddled into a ball, and the sheet slid down, revealing her ketone body covered with hickey marks.

Those who came by could tell at a glance that she was loved badly last night, no, it might have been several times.

Everything that Ling Jinyan forced her to do was like watching a movie, replaying vividly in Yin Susu's mind, and she couldn't help sobbing in a low voice any longer.

It was agreed that she would give herself completely to her boyfriend Xu Lang, but in the end she betrayed their agreement first.

she is not clean...

In the huge bedroom, only the suppressed crying of a woman can be heard, but it is not offensive. This is Ling Jinyan's true thoughts.

He was in the bathroom, waiting for the woman's statement, but she seemed to have nothing but crying.

Xu Shi had the highest level of contact between people, and he was particularly satisfied with Yin Susu's reaction on the boat, young and beautiful, being with her was a kind of enjoyment.

The man was only wearing a pair of loose shorts, and his well-fit six-pack abs were exposed to the air. A towel was placed on top of his wet short hair, and he wiped it as he walked.

Feeling his approach with her face buried, Yin Susu's crying stopped abruptly.

The man who forced her last night actually had the face to appear in front of her, and the bitterness of grievance surged up again. Her beautiful big eyes were foggy, and she was very cute.

"Don't cry." The man's voice was domineering and cold, without any comforting attitude.

Why wouldn't he let her cry, she was going to cry, he was too lenient.

Yin Susu had already forgotten her identity, she just wanted to fight Ling Jinyan, who let him bully her last night.

His one-hour greediness ruined the happiness she had found so hard for so many years.

The woman's cries were intermittent, small but full of presence, seemingly challenging Ling Jinyan's prestige in his speech.

Ling Jinyan has no experience coaxing girls, and doesn't need to.

He twisted his handsome eyebrows and looked at the woman who was out of breath from crying. The exposed white arms and the shocking hickey on her chest perfectly embellished her pity.

He admitted that he did go too far last night, but who made her taste too good.

In the middle of the night, he had already detoxified, but he just couldn't bear to let go.

"do not Cry."

Ling Jinyan emphasized it again, his voice was a bit loud, enough to intimidate Yin Susu who was crying.

Where does this look like Secretary Yin, who is usually capable?The whole vexatious girl.

He looked a little headache.

Heh, man, I really answered the phrase "On the boat, I like a slutty little bitch, but under the bed I like a virtuous mother."

A wet towel was thrown on Yin Susu's head, which was the one Ling Jinyan wiped just now, which coincidentally covered her pale, bloodless face.

She was trembling with anger, and immediately threw the towel that was stained with Ling Jinyan's breath off the bed. She didn't want to smell this smell again, she had had enough.

"you you……"

Yin Susu talked for a long time without expressing a complete sentence, but unexpectedly changed the way of addressing Ling Jinyan.

Before this night, she had fear and admiration for Ling Jinyan, so she could call him "President" and "Big Boss" from the bottom of her heart, but he was the one who dragged her into the endless abyss.

She is not clean anymore.

From Ling Jinyan's state, he knew that he didn't take women's chastity seriously.

But what he cared about the least was her promise to give her future husband, her most precious thing.

She was sorry for Xu Lang.

"Get dressed, let's have a chat." Ling Jin said that he was the one who did the wrong thing, but gave Yin Susu orders easily.

Yin Susu knew how terrible she looked, so she didn't resist, and chose to obey.

Randomly picking up the lost clothes, as if picking up her own self-esteem, Yin Susu wrapped the towel thrown by Ling Jinyan around her key parts, and hurriedly hid in the bathroom.

Isn't that the intention of him throwing the towel over?

Now that the big bed was empty, one could clearly guess what kind of scuffle the big bed had experienced.

Ling Jinyan stared at the pool of dried blood on the bed sheet, thoughtful.

Last night, there was an obstacle preventing him from performing well, and he didn't even think about it...

That's her...