Madam, the entire entertainment industry is looking forward to your divorce

Chapter 247
Shen Xiuran didn't seem to feel Song Anhao's embarrassment at all, strode to her bedside, and pulled her quilt away.

Just thinking about it made her feel horrible.

I think it is a miracle that I am alive today.

Seeing her staring at his guy in a daze, Shen Xiuran's eyes flashed a playful look, and he asked playfully, "Does it look good?"

Song Anhao's head went blank, he didn't realize what Shen Xiuran asked, and answered without thinking. When he realized what he said, he wanted to bite his tongue off.

Seeing her embarrassed face, Shen Xiuran felt a bad taste in his heart, bent down, put his thin lips close to her ear, and gave her an ambiguous breath.

Song Anhao's body felt like it had been electrified, and he froze for a moment.

Sensing her reaction, Shen Xiuran was in a good mood, and continued, "Didn't you like it last night? Isn't it to your liking?"

Hearing this, Song Anhao only felt that something exploded in his head.

The whole body is red.

Red as if dripping blood.

Seeing that he was shy and hiding more, he became more energetic, and he stopped hiding immediately. He simply stared straight into Shen Xiuran's eyes, and said without changing his face: "Uncle, do you want to save face? It's early in the morning, can you say something about it?" The topic of the body?"

Keep teasing like this.

Her heart can't stand it!
Shen Xiuran liked to see her like this, and when she was unaware, he rolled over and pressed her under him.

Song Anhao's breathing was stagnant, and the pain in his body became worse: "What are you doing?"

As soon as the words fell, Shen Xiuran's lips were blocked.

"Well……"

She blinked her big watery eyes and stared at Shen Xiuran in confusion.

Shen Xiuran was agitated by her innocent and harmless eyes.

He let go of her lips, and said softly: "It's still early, let's have breakfast first..."

The scene of last night reappeared in Song Anhao's mind, and she refused very firmly: "No..."

It's a pity that before the words fell, the lips were blocked again.

"..."

Song Anhao was in despair.

She wanted to say no, but had no chance at all.

She wanted to push him away, but the strength disparity was too great.

She wanted to shout, but his lips were blocked by him.

woohoo...

What's wrong with this man!

Don't you know how tired you are?

As the temperature in the room continued to rise, Song Anhao gradually got lost in the sea of ​​love he created.

Time flies by.

When Song Anhao came out of the presidential suite cursing, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Holding her waist that was about to break, she greeted all eighteen generations of Shen Xiuran's ancestors in her heart.

tired!
so tired!

She never knew that this job was so tiring.

However, a certain person was still enjoying it, looking at her sadly, like a child who didn't have enough to eat.

Song Anhao couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "What did you eat to grow up? Don't you know you're tired?"

Anyway, there is a process, right?

Shen Xiuran raised his lips mysteriously, teasingly said: "After returning home, I will ask the butler to give you a good boost! Your physical strength is too weak!"

Song Anhao couldn't hold back, almost swearing.

She is weak?

(End of this chapter)