My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Lu Ning raised her swan-like powder neck and kept breathing, she was thirsty. She could feel the enthusiasm and excitement of the man on his body. He was purely ventilated and had no pity for incense and jade. Force.

"What do you wear so much? Green hats are not so easy to wear. I have grown up your appetite, and most men can't satisfy you! Ah Ning, Ah Ning, call me.

Lu Ning had no ability to parry. She shivered, she couldn't stand the lingering of the man, and eventually fell down. "Her husband, shit, husband!"

"Speak louder, I like to listen!"

...

In the early morning the next day, Lu Ning opened his eyes slowly.

She looked at the crystal chandelier above her, and it took a few seconds to figure out that she was back home.

My head hurts a bit, probably because of the hangover last night. Lu Ning covered her head with her little hand and slowly got up.

Suddenly she remembered some fragments ...

Last night she seemed to be rolling sheets with Yin Zhihan, and it was very intense!

Lu Ning's eyes widened in shock, she looked down at her body, and she was still wearing that red shoulderless dress, nothing strange.

The sheets were clean and tidy, with no clutter and no trace of passion.

Lu Ning patted her head, did she have a spring dream last night?

Probably yes.

Yin Zhihan doesn't know where it is now, she probably misses him too much.

Lu Ning lifted the quilt and got out of bed. When her feet landed on the ground, her brain slumped, between her legs ... as if ... somewhat felt.

She wasn't doing it, and if she hadn't done it before, she could probably feel that it felt like she was sleeping last night.

However, this feeling was not obvious, and she was not sure without any discomfort. She could only blame Yin Zhihan. He had happened too quickly. They rolled the sheets as few times as possible.

She is not so experienced.

Lu Ning felt a little nervous, everything here was neat, not like rolling over the sheets, and Yin Zhihan wouldn't come to roll with her.

No other man can come in. There are bodyguards outside the apartment and there are alarms inside. There will be no thief picking flowers to come in and be afraid to die.

Lu Ning pulled out his thin legs and went into the bathroom to wash.

Standing in front of the washstand, Lu Ning looked at herself in the mirror. She did not apply powder daisies, but a small face was red and white, and puffed. It looked like a rose moisturized by a man.

Where does she look like she just lost her husband?

Lu Ning gathered her long eyelashes. I do n’t know if it was sad Yin Zhihan that made her widowed, or if she was happy, she still looks like a young girl.

However, the picture was really real last night ...

Thinking of this, she was flushed with a small face. Did she ... react?

Yin Zhihan tossed her in her dream last night, and also told her indecent words, she admitted that she liked it very much.

Yin Zhihan, this demon evil.

At this moment, the knock of the door rang, and Ning Qing's mommy said outside the door, "A Ning, A Ning, did you get up?"

Lu Ning quickly thought, "Mummy, here, I'm washing."

...

When Lu Ning came downstairs, there was already a rich breakfast on the table, all prepared by Ning Qing's mother.

"Mummy, you are really good to me." Lu Ning ran into the kitchen and hugged Ning Qing's mother from behind. She sniffed and smelled the smell of mother's body.

Ning Qing's mommy still holds a pot in her hands. For years, she always loved such beauties more and more. She became more and more elegant and gentle, like a halo of bathing.