Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Your friend seems to know you very well." His phone hung up, Jing Yu said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

"He didn't understand me so much that he thought I would take another woman to the hotel."

Jing Yu said "Oh" and said nothing. Looking out of the window, the bright neon of the city gradually permeated into her eyes, and she felt very happy today.

Is it because my father is awake, or is it because of the man sitting next to him at this moment?

He said ten minutes, and sure enough, after ten minutes the car stopped in his exclusive location in the underground garage of the W Hotel. His car just stopped, and a party was already waiting there. It should be headed by a hotel manager in a professional suit and stepping on high heels. After seeing them get off, they have greeted him with respect and respect. "Sir, your exclusive room, just enter the password directly. It has been cleared upstairs Now you can rest assured. "

"Tough work." Yu Zeyao nodded at the other side, holding Jing Yu into the elevator not far away.

The elevator door was only closed, and Jing Yu only felt a strong shadow over his head. She was stunned, her chin had been provoked, and the kiss of the man was overshadowed.

She gasped and clasped his sturdy wrist, reminding him, "Here's the public ..."

The way she looks after being kissed is really fascinating. The lights in the elevator were particularly dazzling, shining into her black pupils, lining her blurred eyes like gems. The thin layer of smoke that made her look more charming and pleasant.

Yu Zeyao was tense, and looked at her with a smile, "Anyway, everything is clear."

"I'm also afraid of it." Jing Yu looked up at the camera in the elevator, worried, "Your identity is very sensitive. If we see this picture for CCAV ..."

She also wanted to say, but the man's gaze was staring at her. The look was like melting her whole body, and it was like looking into her heart, making her inexplicable heartbeat disorder, and the rest of the words stuck in her throat for a while without saying anything. He only heard him say, "Worried about my situation?"

Jing Yu looked at him and said earnestly: "Although I don't know about your politics and I rarely pay attention to it, the last experience also let me know that the **** storms you and I have said are definitely not to scare me . "

After a pause, she continued: "So, it's time to pay attention. I don't want to make you trouble either."

Yu Zeyao's pupils streamed darkly. At this moment, a ‘ding—’ sounded and the elevator door opened. Jing Yu was too late to stand upright, was directly carried by Yu Zeyao, strode towards the only presidential suite on the top floor.

He let her lose the password and the door opened.

In addition to the bedroom, this suite has a living room and a meeting room. He hugged her into the door and did not let go immediately, but placed her directly on the huge conference table. Fortunately, there was plenty of heating inside, and she didn't feel cold even sitting on a cold table.

Yu Zeyao cut off her clothes three times, five times two. The light in the room was particularly dazzling. Jing Yu's ragged clothes clearly fell in his eyes, making her feel shy. But the desire he had hooked up at this moment had already prevailed. She had cast aside the hold, shy away, wrapping her arms around his neck, welcoming his kiss warmly.

After all, she didn't have any experience in this area. Although nervous, her body was surprisingly sensitive. With a little touch, I couldn't stand it. The eyes were wet, and this pair looked like a flower bud blooming in the early spring, facing the dew, shivering in the wind.

So tender, so fragile, as if she could break her with just a little force.

Yu Zeyao was afraid of hurting her and wanted to be as gentle as possible. However, the intense desire for her in his heart made him unable to be gentle.

Wait too long!

Think too long!

Always hate to be able to embed her deeply into her body.

Unbearable, and no longer patient, he moaned, raised her hips, and slammed into her with a strong and brave body.

The pain of being suddenly torn made her face pale, her legs taut, and hooked on the man's waist. But soon, this pain was gradually drowned by joy.

later……

She had forgotten where she was, and even wondered who she was. She could only be soft, leaning against the man's chest like no bone.

She couldn't help but learn from him like that, her fingers were walking over her, and her soft fingertips passed over the scars covered by him, but made him rough and unsustainable.

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