Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

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This sentence irritated someone.

Hua Tingjue approached her step by step, held the back of her head and pressed her against the door, and whispered in her ear with gritted teeth: "Whether I am a man or not, you should know better than me, Jiang Wangshu."

The burning breath entangled all five senses, the scorching eyes were so close, and the red shame quickly spread to the ears.

Words are too pale, sometimes actions speak louder than words.

Alcohol gives courage, gives birth to bravery, and also ignites the desire that is eager to fight day and night.

Before they knew it, their lips and tongues were entangled, and moans escaped from between their teeth.

"Um……"

"Hooked."

The two of them kissed passionately, their clothes falling all over the floor, from outside to inside, from the door to the bedroom bed.

The thin calluses on his fingertips gently caressed the softness, and Jiang Wangshu knew that it was his hand that played the violin day and night. The stimulation was like a burst of electric current flowing through, and the numbness spread to his limbs and bones, making his pupils dilate infinitely with comfort.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the sweaty man. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were deep and charming, her breathing was deep, and her techniques and movements were swift yet gentle and gentlemanly, making people feel extremely comfortable and at ease.

Jiang Wangshu couldn't help but think of the time they spent together, past and present lives, and the memories kept playing in her mind like a movie.

She had already been enveloped by the web of lust he had woven, and she gently closed her eyes, no longer having the time to be distracted by anything else. Half asleep and half awake, the huge house was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere in every corner.

Desires are insatiable, like vines parasitic on a big tree, they coexist and can only be dissolved by tightly entwining each other.

……

Three o'clock in the morning, bathroom.

Jiang Wangshu's face flushed. Hua Tingjue looked at her cold yet lustful eyes. He was deeply fascinated by her and couldn't help licking and biting her body.

Strong women are not just bragging.

Even though he was caught up in lust, Jiang Wangshu still had a trace of rationality and clarity. His nails left deep scratches on his back, and he narrowed his eyes and said unconvincedly: "Why are you on top?"

"I also want!"

Her angry look was so adorable in Hua Tingjue's eyes. Sweat dripped down his forehead. He leaned over and bit her, raised his lips and whispered in her ear: "Do it yourself."

"Row."

Jiang Wangshu was no longer modest. In her opinion, wasn't this the act of lovers enjoying each other? Then she would naturally be comfortable and enjoy herself.

It's a new era, and the people should be the masters of their own country!

The sound of water was stirring, and this "control" lasted until six in the morning.

……

The biological clock at six o'clock ultimately failed to wake up the sleeping Jiang Wangshu, and Hua Tingjue, after having satisfied himself, got up early, feeling refreshed.

I went out and bought breakfast and some medicine for the wound.

Just as he was on his way back, Jiang Wangshu woke up slowly. She wanted to get up reflexively as usual, but found that she couldn't get up at all.

I feel weak all over, as if I'm falling apart.

The most important thing is that it hurts, it hurts everywhere.

"what……"

"hiss."

After sniffing twice, he opened his eyes hazily, feeling extremely puzzled. He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Did I fall somewhere yesterday? It hurts so much."

Suddenly, memories came flooding back, and she remembered them all.

She was upset last night and drank too much at a social event. Then Hua Tingjue came to pick her up, and they ended up arguing... and then rolling around in bed.

Then, she did it.

The memory was too crazy and too explicit. Jiang Wangshu's eyes slightly avoided and an unnatural blush appeared on her face. She lowered her eyes embarrassedly and fell completely silent.

Hua Tingjue carried his things back to the bedroom to see if Jiang Wangshu was awake.

While putting away the memories, I looked down at myself.

You don't know until you see it. It's shocking. Although Jiang Wangshu couldn't get out of bed for the time being, it didn't stop her from clenching her fists.

"Hiss..." Jiang Wangshu endured the pain all over her body. When she heard the footsteps, she turned her head and glared at someone standing at the door, cursing: "Hua Tingjue, you are a fucking dog!"

Because within her visible range, her body was covered with spots and bite marks, red, green and purple, forming a sharp contrast with her fair skin.

Due to his excitement, the quilt slipped and he saw her shoulders half exposed. Her snow-white skin was full of marks caused by himself. Hua Tingjue suddenly felt dry in his mouth. He licked his lips and looked away with great forbearance and restraint.

But the pants can't cover it up.

The desire in the early morning is the most deadly and strongest.

Seeing him acting stupidly, Jiang Wangshu looked at him carefully and became increasingly angry. "You again..." She really couldn't go on and swallowed her words back.

She was really convinced. She was about to cry but had no tears. She frowned and glared at him fiercely, accusing Hua Tingjue in front of her: "Don't look at me like that. Are you waiting for me to deal with you when you are half-injured? Are you still a human being?!"

"Sorry... I'll fix it right away."

Hua Tingjue tried his best to suppress his desire, apologized hurriedly, put down the things in his hands, and quickly ran to the bathroom to take care of it.

Looking at his fleeing back, Jiang Wangshu was furious and glared at him fiercely. It was one thing to feel good but it was another to feel pain. He should be rewarded or punished.

She closed her eyes and sighed, "It didn't hurt this much in my previous life!"

Could it be that she has been too "spoiled" in this life?

Forget it. I can’t figure it out and don’t think about it anymore. Anyway, that person is a dog.

……

When the two of them had finished packing and were sitting down to eat breakfast calmly, Hua Tingjue seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly stood up and shouted, "It's over!"

His startled behavior gave Jiang Wangshu a headache. She rubbed her temples and put down the spoon. "What's wrong?"

Hua Tingjue frowned, hesitated for a moment and said with difficulty: "Yesterday...last night, we didn't seem to have taken any measures."

"..."

Hearing this, Jiang Wangshu froze.

It's only June now, which is not the right time for my daughter to come.

I forgot about it last night.

She and Hua Tingjue stared at each other awkwardly, then they looked away at the same time in tacit understanding. Time paused, no one moved, no one spoke, the dining room was strangely quiet, and an awkward atmosphere floated in the air.

After a while, Jiang Wangshu swallowed the breath that had just been stuck in his throat, and his cold and hoarse voice sounded obviously panicked, "Well... buy... buy medicine!"