The privately pregnant man of the black-hearted president

"No, I absolutely can't be weak, being weak doesn't suit me, right?" Ye Ziyang suddenly let go of the tightly wrapped quilt, seemingly talking to himself, and at the same time talking to someone else.

"Yeah, I've always felt that way. Look, the food is really cold." Mu Qianfeng felt distressed.

"Hehe...uh... woo." Not knowing whether to cry or laugh, the young man felt like a group of demons dancing wildly in hell.

It's so embarrassing.Ye Ziyang thought to himself.In the past, I made women pregnant by myself, but this time, I was pregnant by a man who hated me so much.

before. . . .

As long as you think of these two words, everything about them will come to your eyes.

He started stealing girls' underwear at the age of three, and had his first girlfriend at the age of four. After that, the number of changes per year is proportional to his age.

Probably because the little girl whose panties were stolen was three years older than me. Starting from this fuse, every girlfriend must be older than me to feel comfortable inside.

Just like Qiaoer two years ago.

Big sister-level plump breasts, salivating crystal liquid, and an extremely comfortable way of making love.

It not only contains the desire for sexual excitement, but also contains a kind of kind understanding and care.

At this absurd moment, maybe I really shouldn't think of these romantic affairs, but the memories just come like a flood.

At that time, it is still that time.

Physiological needs that are not enough, but they are met transcendentally in the eagerness, the comfort and pleasure that comes out at the first thought, whether it is the people around, things or your own feelings, you can get endless satisfaction.

Qiaoer unbuttoned her underwear, revealing the temptation of naked fruit, and then...

This time, suddenly this time.

Su Yuntian tore open his shirt, then forcibly took off his jeans and underwear, in front of the pink man. . . . .

The location contains the three sofas and the entire floor in the living room.

The legs were pulled apart abruptly, and then there was a heart-piercing pain.

It's like a stray dog ​​that has lost all its hair, in the center surrounded by a circle of people, performing its own helplessness and embarrassing others.

Su Yuntian was like a ferocious beast, biting himself for three hours in his own territory, hunting crazily until he was left unconscious.

……

Memories are like two wires that are crossed but not wrapped in an insulating sheath. When they collide, they spark each other, and finally hurt themselves completely.

In an instant, my mind went blank, but it was only an instant, and the inexplicable ephemerality really existed.

Suddenly, Ye Ziyang recalled the dream he had when he first came here and fell into a coma for three days.

My money was robbed, and the women left me. In the end, there was not much left.

The whole dream seemed a little illusory, the only thing that stood out was Su Yuntian and Qiao'er's eyes like cold pools when they were together.

Su Yuntian, the source of all evil.

"Zi Yang? Zi Yang." Mu Qianfeng's shouts called the young man over.

Ye Ziyang stood up slowly and walked out from under the quilt, came to the food and ate all the food with chopsticks.

"That's right. Only by living well can there be hope." The butler smiled comfortingly.

"Have you ever felt the pain caused by the loss of the most important thing?... Hehe, of course you have, you said, your brother. Hysterical pain?" The boy looked up with his alternate golden and black hair Looking at Mu Qianfeng, his expression is like the arrogance of a general who has the belief of winning when the north wind outside the Great Wall blows the sand.

"Yes, it is unforgettable, and I will never forget it."

"Did you know that Su Yuntian likes children the most."

"I can see that he has cooked for you, and he will treat you well in the future."

"Then, I will make him lose his favorite thing, and watch him sink in pain..." After finishing speaking, Ye Ziyang took the knife from the fruit plate brought by the housekeeper.