Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Cheng Xiaoyu blinked, "Which one?"

"What do you think?" Shi Shenyuan smiled and glanced at her.

Cheng Xiaoyu understood in seconds: "...Mr. Shi, you are also very strong in that area."

Shi Shenyuan looked at her with a smile, "What kind of strong method? Tell me specifically."

At this time, he was leaning against the edge of the bed, with one arm resting on the edge of the bed, his shirt was unbuttoned three times, his eyes were lazy, and he looked ruffian and bad.

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help being lost in thought.

Shi Zong was too sexy, making her, a little nymphomaniac, a little bit unable to move her eyes away, and her little heart was beating violently.

Even though he didn't sleep all night last night, looking at Mr. Shi like this, Cheng Xiaoyu had the idea of ​​throwing him down again.

Shi Shen Yuan hooked the corners of her lips, and raised her chin: "You were pretty good at talking just now, why didn't you say it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu stammered: "I...I don't know how to say..."

Shi Shenyuan smiled: "I have read a lot of that kind of novels, why are you still short of words?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was teased, but she didn't mind, thanks to always reminding her, she now knows how to say it.

Although there were only the two of them in the room, it was still not appropriate to say that kind of thing too loudly.

So she bypassed the small square table, sat directly on Shi Shen Yuan's lap, held back her embarrassment, leaned on his ear, and said a series of words that were not suitable for children.

Praise him for how powerful and ferocious he was, and describe how anxious and incredible he felt at the time...

After she finished speaking, Shi Shenyuan's eyes were full, and he looked at her with a half-smile.

"Mr. Shi, are you satisfied? If not, I can continue talking."

Thank you for always reminding, Cheng Xiaoyu's inspiration is exploding now, and he has a lot of words.

Shi Shen Yuan's eyes lingered on her lips for a moment, and his thumb lightly brushed her lips: "It's okay, I want to listen to you continue talking in another place."

"Where to change?"

"Go to my place," he said with a smile as he pressed his lips against hers, "Your little bed is not good, if you toss about it any longer it will collapse."

Cheng Xiaoyu covered her face and leaned on his shoulder. She said ten thousand words, but Shi always said one when she was no match.

The sun was rising high, and it was gradually getting hot in the small attic.

The two didn't stay any longer, packed up their things, and left the attic.

At that time, Shen Yuan drove Cheng Xiaoyu to his apartment in Beicheng.

On the way, when talking about Wu Liang, about how to teach this person a lesson, Mr. Shi kept a secret and didn't tell her yet, saying that he would see the result soon.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't ask any more questions, anyway, as long as he didn't take advantage of it, Wu Liang would be fine.

As for proportion, she also believes that time will always be in good hands.

After nine o'clock in the morning, the two arrived at Shi Shenyuan's small apartment in Beicheng.

Unsurprisingly, the "small" in the capitalist's mouth is not the same as the "small" she understands.

She thought that the small apartment was only sixty or seventy square meters.

Only when I arrived did I realize that this is a large flat of nearly [-] square meters, located in the most prosperous area of ​​Beicheng, where every inch of land is really expensive.

The functions of the house, the interior design, etc., are also all kinds of low-key luxury, with everything that one expects to find, not to mention.

But Cheng Xiaoyu was sweating all over, feeling sticky and uncomfortable, she couldn't care less about admiring the house, so she put down her luggage and asked, "Mr. Shi, which bathroom do I use?"

"The one in the master bedroom, I'll be with you."

"Huh? Do you want to be together..."

Shi Shen Yuan seemed speechless, and gave her a sideways glance: "It's not like they haven't washed together, so why bother?"

Cheng Xiaoyu pursed her mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it because I'm afraid that you will eat me..."

But Shi Shenyuan heard her muttering.

"Don't worry, I haven't slept all night, and I'm a little sleepy right now." While speaking, he had already taken off his shirt, revealing his well-defined muscles, and leaned into her ear and said, "So I'll eat after I wake up."