The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

After shaking his little hand a few times, he actually started to untie the belt.

but.

Cheng Lianxun fumbled for a minute to untie it, but the belt buckle did not budge.

Looking up, she said delicately, I can't solve it.

She is like a little fox demon who has just cultivated into a human form, with big watery eyes shining with pure and clear light.

Very smart, but also very obedient and obedient.

She is so well-behaved that people want to treat her unscrupulously.

Actually, Zhuo Dingding wouldn't do anything to her today.

After all, this day will come sooner or later, he is not in a hurry.

If she really wanted it, she couldn't escape it.

It's just that he didn't expect that his charming son would be so courageous, she really wasn't afraid to play with fire and set herself on fire.

He took her hand and touched the side of the belt buckle: Press it down hard.

She did so, and with a soft 'click', the belt came undone.

The brain also went blank.

Unbutton it.

He guided her step by step in her ear.

He continues to direct.

Then what?

After waiting for a long time, before waiting for his next sentence, she asked in a low voice.

You have the opportunity to practice the knowledge you have learned from the book.

Zhuo Dingding held her small head and lightly pecked at her blushing tender white ears.

No more. The little man innocently raised his head, looking up at the man who fell in love with him, The book only says that you can use your hands, but it doesn't say how to use them.

She looked serious, as if discussing a math problem.

Kiss her tender little mouth forcefully.

After several times of lingering, the more kisses, the more unfinished.

Zhuo Dingding's breath was urgent, and he was also very annoyed.

He wasn't punishing the daring little guy, he was punishing himself in disguise.

He found that his defense line was routing, almost reaching the point of being vulnerable.

What a little guy who eats people and doesn't spit out bones.

Zhuo Dingding got up from her body, carefully arranged the dress on her body, and gritted his teeth.

It's good for her, she doesn't care about anything when the fire is lit, he will burn himself to death.

It's not a little guy, I'm already an adult.

The little man lay innocently in the back seat, protesting delicately.

Then you are a big guy?

Zhuo Dingding raised his eyebrows.

The big guy doesn't sound good, you are the big guy.

Cheng Lianxun pouted her arrogant little mouth, and raised her leg to kick him.

Zhuo Dingding quickly grabbed her feet.

His eyes sank again, and the fire of desire that had not been completely calmed down was born again when the spring breeze blew.

But the little guy's rank is not as high as his, and he didn't understand his subtext for a while.

Ah! She blinked, only aware that she was naked, and hurriedly covered her legs, Brother Zhuo's eyes were so scary, Brother Zhuo, you are playing a hooligan.