Poor girl, she is pregnant with a rich old man's cub

*

Every sound from the door was like popping a balloon in Lin Yang's heart.

Bang bang bang.

Lin Yang was so frightened that he almost screamed out.

Holding the feather duster in her hand, she walked lightly, almost tremblingly, to the door.

There was a more intense sound outside the door.

Lin Yang pursed his lips tightly and pressed the red button on the wall without delay.

The alarm sounded around the villa, and the pager in the security booth of the community immediately started to vibrate. The security guard was shocked, picked up his baton and shield, and hurried to the owner's house.

When the alarm sounded in the house.

Qin Jue's exhausted nerves seemed to be pulled instantly.

The lazy and impatient expression on the man's face was instantly replaced by a fierce one.

Although he didn't know what happened, Qin Jue only had one thought in his mind at the moment.

——Lin Yang is still at home, she will be scared when she hears it.

Hearing that the movement outside the house stopped, before Lin Yang could breathe a sigh of relief, the door was pulled open from the outside.

Lin Yang didn't expect the alarm to go off, and this gangster would dare to barge in openly.

She was so frightened that her screams were choked into her throat, and the feather duster in her hand was waving indiscriminately: "Get out!"

This was what Qin Jue saw when he opened the door, and reflexively caught the waving feather duster in his hand.

He is sleepy, but his mind is not yet full of excitement.

Combining Lin Yang's appearance at the moment and the alarm sound just now, it is not clear what happened.

Qin Jue couldn't tell what mood he was in right now.

With his backhand, he removed the feather duster from the girl who was still struggling and threw it aside, then bent slightly and hugged the girl into his arms.

Involuntarily lowered his head and kissed the girl.

Qin Jue thought with some disappointment that she had actually changed into another outfit.

The alert goes away.

The exhaustion climbed up Qin Jue's body again.

At this moment, he felt the warm temperature in his arms and tasted the taste of the girl he longed for.

The heartbeat that was intense because of the siren just now gradually calmed down.

Actually gave birth to the mood of the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

Suddenly being hugged and kissed by the "robber", Lin Yang struggled twice in fear.

But in the next second, the familiar smell and strength poured over Lin Yang's head and face, and his powerful big hands skillfully rubbed Lin Yang's lower back, making her relax.

Before Lin Yang had time to be surprised, his whole body softened, and his mind was messed up and turned into a mess.

The temperature rises, and the surrounding air seems to become hotter.

Breathing messily and shortly, Qin Jue pressed his forehead against Lin Yang's, giving her a short time to breathe.

He bowed his head again and held it in his mouth.

"Hmm..." the girl snorted softly, resting her palm on the man's chest, and frowned slightly.

It was so fierce, as if he was going to swallow himself in his stomach.

But today's man seems not to notice her discomfort, without the slightest concession.

He just raised his hand, and then covered the back of Lin Yang's hand against his chest, intertwined his fingers, and clasped her resistance in his hands.

When the man's taste jiao's mind went blank.

Lin Yang was in a daze, but a strange thought came to him.

Fortunately, she just brushed her teeth when she got up, who started early in the morning——

"Woo—" as if he noticed that she was distracted.

I was bitten lightly.

The scream was short, and it was blocked in the throat again.

*

"What's the matter? What's the matter!" Hearing the siren, Aunt Wang ran out of the guest room in a panic, without any shoes on: "Yang Yang!"

She was about to rush to Lin Yang's bedroom with panic on her face, but she saw this scene at the door halfway.

——At the entrance, there were two overlapping figures, the petite girl was kissed on the back of the head by the tall man, and held tightly in his arms.

Remove the feather duster that was thrown at the feet of the two of them.

It almost overlapped with the scene when Qin Jue was on a business trip three days ago.

Aunt Wang's shout stuck in her throat, she kept touching her chest with her hands, and murmured, "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."

Aunt Wang looked at the scene at the door with a smile on her face. She didn't know how long she had been waiting. She suddenly thought of something, slapped her forehead and touched her pocket: "Hey, where is my phone?"

Before Aunt Wang returned to her room to pick up her mobile phone, the bodyguard rushed to her room in a hurry, arriving before anyone could be heard.

Shouted bluffing.

"Who called the police?!"

Hearing the sound, Qin Jue let go of Lin Yang slightly, raised his eyes and looked behind him, only a faint look, dark and cold.

The questioning bodyguard took a step back subconsciously.

"Aunt Wang." Qin Jue said in a flat tone, gloomy and impatient all over his body.

Aunt Wang came to her senses in an instant, responded, then walked out the door, and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry, I accidentally triggered the alarm this morning..."

Aunt Wang and the bodyguards were talking behind her.

In this posture, Qin Jue stretched out his hand around Lin Yang's legs, picked up Princess Ren, bypassed the luggage and feather duster at his feet, and walked straight to the bedroom, his steps were steady but urgent.

Lin Yang was picked up by him in a daze, and subconsciously grabbed the clothes on Qin Jue's chest.

Qin Jue lowered his head and saw the girl in his arms as if he had been kissed foolishly. He just looked at him like this and forgot to close his mouth.

Qin Jue closed his dry and tired eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were dim.

Walking into the room, Qin Jue raised his leg anxiously and kicked the door shut with a bang.

Then he strode to the side of the bed, restrained his strength, and gently put Lin Yang on the bed, and even put a pillow behind Lin Yang to make her lie comfortably.

After finishing this step, it seemed that Qin Jue's last trace of tenderness had been exhausted.

Lin Yang lay on the bed in a daze, watching Qin Jue standing by the bed, frowning slightly, unloading his clothes impatiently.

First the coat and then the tie were thrown to the ground.

He raised his hand to unbutton the shirt on his body, tilted his head slightly, the small buttons seemed to be against him, Qin Jue clicked his tongue impatiently.

The movements are rough, no longer the noble and gentleness of the past, the Adam's apple is rolling, and the whole person is sexy and wild.

Lin Yang's fingers curled up slightly, his eyes seemed to be glued to Qin Jue's smooth chest and beautifully muscular waist, and he remained motionless.

The shirt was quickly thrown on the floor, and suddenly there was a small "click" in the silent bedroom.

Lin Yang seemed to be awakened by this small movement, and he looked away from Qin Jue's upper body, looked over subconsciously, then looked away abruptly, blushing thoroughly.

Qin Jue hooked the trousers he just took off with his fingertips, and threw them into the pile of clothes on the ground.

He stepped onto the bed, lay down next to Lin Yang, hugged her tightly in his arms, and chuckled softly: "Do you like it?"

The voice sounded a little hoarse.

As he spoke, he lowered his head, grabbed Lin Yang's hand, and pressed it on his body involuntarily, letting her hug him like a hooligan.

He buried his cheek in Lin Yang's neck, lowered his head, and sniffed deeply.

The arms are filled with people who think about it day and night.

The exhaustion from staying up for several nights swept over the sky, and the man's breathing gradually became lighter.

The whole body was covered by the smell of a man, and the skin under his hands was soft and elastic. Lin Yang blushed and her heart beat, and pushed him helplessly, trying to escape from the man's arms.

Then, she heard the man who was holding her click his tongue impatiently.

The earlobe was bitten.

Qin Jue spoke with obvious fatigue in his voice, hoarse and sexy: "My husband is very tired."

He lowered his head, found a comfortable position, and buried his whole head in Lin Yang's arms.

"Baby be good, can you?"

There's nothing wrong with it, Lin Yang pouted.

Somewhat unhappy, he put his arms around Qin Jue's neck.

In the next second, Lin Yang felt that the man's skin drum was being patted gently by the man.

"Quiet."

*

[Lin Yang:! ! !

Qin Jue who woke up: What about a wife as old as me? 】