A billionaire CEO only loves his wife, his stand-in

Li Youling pressed his hand and tried to get up, "Wait a moment."

Ji Shaonan raised his handsome eyelids and glanced at her, "Stop fucking talking nonsense, I've been holding it in all day!"

He lay on her body and kissed her red lips fiercely.

He kissed her hard, rolled her delicate lips with force, and then tyrannically pried open her teeth and went in to wash her, absorbing it like a storm, and releasing it as if he wanted to eat her up.

Li Youling felt uncomfortable, her breath was taken away, and soon she could no longer breathe.

He put his hand on the bed, let go of her, and gently patted her palm-sized soft face with his other hand, "Open your mouth and breathe."

Li Youling breathed heavily, her watery almond eyes looked angrily at the man on her body. He straightened up and was already untying his belt.

There was something extra in Li Youling's hand, which was the knife she secretly hid.

She raised the knife and stabbed him.

The sharp sword light made Ji Shaonan raise his eyes. He did not panic at all, but raised his thin lips and smiled to himself, "You want to kill me? Do you know where to stab? Do you want me to teach you?"

As he spoke, his long and sharp fingers reached out, clasped her cold little hand, and taught her to put the tip of the knife against her heart, "It's right here, come on, stab it!"

Li Youling stared at him with red eyes. She really hated him.

But her delicate fingertips were already trembling. It was the first time she held a knife. For someone who didn't even dare to step on an ant, she couldn't hold the knife steadily. He clearly understood this about her.

"Don't you want to stab?" He swung the knife from her hand, "If you don't want to stab, just let me bear it!"

He pressed down again.

Li Youling cried out. She stared at the ceiling above her head with tearful eyes, hating him and herself.

At this time, his cell phone on the bed started to ring again. There was a call, and it was Zhao Ying.

He had already said something so unpleasant, but Zhao Ying, when she returned home, threw away all her pride and called him.

The expensive suit on the man has not yet been taken off. He is immersed in lust and exudes a lazy and wild sexiness. Under the material is his muscular body, which is full of sexual tension. It is no wonder that Zhao Ying is so fascinated that he is so sexy. Such charm.

He looked at her little face stained with tears and threatened in a mute voice, "If you cry again, I will ask Zhao Ying to come over."

Li Youling couldn't control her tears and was still crying.

Ji Shaonan threw the phone on the bed table, then impatiently pulled the pillow cover and covered her little face...

The melodious ringtone of the mobile phone rang over and over again, and Zhao Ying kept ringing without giving up. She had no idea what the man she liked was doing now. The woman's cries were tortured intermittently, and finally she was like a little oriole holding her throat. Sobbing.

Li Youling suddenly remembered something very important, "Have you taken any measures?"

No!

Li Youling started to feel uneasy, and started pushing and hammering him with his hands and feet, "Hurry up and take measures!"

Ji Shaonan didn't want to pay attention to her, but her soft body was as slippery as a water snake, twisting and twisting torturing his nerves. With scarlet eyes, he reached out and opened the drawer, which was empty.

"Nothing can be done here."

"Then you call the front desk and ask them to send it over."

Ji Shaonan controlled her with one hand, picked up the landline phone with the other hand, and made the call.

He couldn't hear what was said over there. He threw the phone away impatiently, then lifted the pillow cover on her face, revealing her red lips and covering them fiercely.