The domineering president meets her

Zhou Yichen sat aside, his eyes fixed on the profile of the woman in front of him. Looking at the beautiful silhouette of the woman in front of him, he turned the wine glass with his fingers, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"When are you going to take action?"

The woman turned her head with a drunken and blurry look at the man beside her and asked a question.

She didn't know that after taking off her coat, she was left with only a golden bellyband-style halter neck singlet, and a tight leather skirt that wrapped around her lower body. Her flat belly and plump chest made her look like an alluring golden tulip in front of him.

Zhou Yichen moved his fingertips slowly, and a halo of light fell on his fingertips, wrapping around the wine in the glass, the light flowed, and a faint cold light could be seen.

"Not urgent."

"I knew it……"

The woman snorted disdainfully, her fingers painted with amber nail polish circled, casually playing with the buttons on the front of the man's shirt, her eyes full of disdain and ridicule: "I know... men's words are deceitful! You men always say one thing and mean another!"

Zhou Yichen lowered his head and listened to the woman beside him venting her dissatisfaction. He could feel her inner anger, but at the same time he also noticed that she was a little weak due to drinking, and even her voice was much softer than usual. Her originally crisp voice now became soft and sticky, like a kitten that was annoyed but unable to resist.

Facing her like this, Zhou Yichen couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart. He subconsciously responded softly: "I'll try my best."

These three simple words are both a promise to the woman and a decision made deep in his heart.

……

Night falls over the entire riverside villa area.

The living room of a villa area decorated in modern European style.

The dim light from the street lamp outside shone through slightly, and one could vaguely see a pair of figures overlapping on the luxurious sofa in the middle of the living room.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and they seemed to be wearing clothes, but also seemed not to be wearing any, so it was hard to see clearly.

But in this dim space, their heavy breathing, as well as the strange noises and movements, seemed to tell everyone what they were doing.

Adult men and women, on such an intoxicating night, at such a time, in such a place, everything seems to be natural.

It lasted for a long time, until the man's passionate blood bloomed in the woman's body like fireworks, and the sound inside finally became like the final crackling sound of dry wood meeting a raging fire, and then it returned to calm.

The couple lying in an overlapping position also collapsed on the sofa and stopped moving.

Zhou Yichen leaned on the soft pillow on the sofa, hugged the person tightly, and his heavy breathing gradually calmed down.

He opened his eyes and looked at the person lying on him, as docile as a cat. His long, thick hair was wet with sweat and stuck to the back of his hands and neck.

It seemed as if love was wrapped around every cell of his body.

Qiao Jinxi lay on the man with her body as soft and boneless as a bone. She was aroused by the man just now, and her breath and mind were in a mess.

But now, when both of them were quiet, her mind slowly became clear.

Then, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she felt a sense of pleasure after revenge.

That’s right, it’s the pleasure after making love between a man and a woman, and also the pleasure of revenge on that man Fu Shi!

Because now she is no longer afraid of being caught by paparazzi having an affair with someone else.

After she got engaged to him, she was not afraid at all when the photos of their affair were exposed by the media.

What she wants is the effect of a man feeling like he's been cuckolded and then slapped in the face.

He looks down on himself, but there are many people who like him.

When I think about the future, when a man who is so high and mighty and plays with power is exposed for his fiancee's affair, I guess his face will turn purple with anger, hahahaha...

He plays and she plays too, they both play their own way and no one has to consider the other's feelings, this is the effect they want.

"Hehehe~"

When he thought of this, Qiao Jinxi chuckled happily.

I had originally planned to draw a clear line between myself and Zhou Yichen, so I didn't plan to play such crazy things with him. However, once some things are breached, the desires inside will pour out like a flood.

Kiss, touch, and let the other person do whatever they want.

When she closed her eyes and just imagined that it was Fu Shi, the man, who was touching her, the stimulation and the unrestrained wantonness made her extremely happy.

She hadn't been so happy for a long time. She had to take care of that couple every day, and she had to restrain herself like an ascetic. It was such a waste of her youth.

Her delicate hands drew circles on the hairy chest, and she opened her red lips slightly: "Say something."

"What did you say?" The man put his arms around her slender waist, and his pleasant and magnetic voice fell into her ears.

"Just say, dear, I'm doing prenatal education for our son."

At this moment, Qiao Jinxi's smile became even bigger. She sat up, lifted the hair hanging on her chest, and twisted her waist freely again.

Zhou Yichen looked at the person who was becoming more and more presumptuous while sitting on him, and at the flexible figure in the dim light. He tensed his body, grabbed the woman's waist, and began to shake rhythmically, saying in a low voice: "Be good, I'm doing prenatal education for our son."

Qiao Jinxi closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Not like that, no emotion, be more down-to-earth."

Zhou Yichen cleared his throat and repeated it again in a low voice.

Qiao Jinxi still shook her head, took the man's big hand, and put it on her belly: "Come on, repeat it."

Could this be...

Zhou Yichen's heart was shaken, as if he was full of blood, and he immediately got inspiration and repeated it again.

The imitation of this voice is not exactly the same, but at least 70% to 80%.

It felt like that person was really leaning against my ear, and his big warm hands were tightly grasping the softness of my chest. My breathing became disordered again, and I bit my lip and swallowed back the word "Ashi" that I wanted to shout out.

The dim light and shadows around her broke, overlapped, and twisted along with her waist, repeating this over and over again, without stopping...