An Hui's chest was undulating, and his eyes were burning flames. She stared at the pair of golden men and women in the photo, even if she was dying of jealousy, she couldn't deny that they were really good match.
With fingertips stuck in the flesh, she suddenly closed her notebook, and when she wanted to find the phone, she remembered that it had been torn apart by her.
Anxious, she picked up the water glass and smashed it on the ground, stepped on her slippers and walked to the telephone cabinet furiously, picked up the receiver and started dialing.
Recently, Yi Ming has been busy learning about company management and rarely contacted Anhui. He just sent an uncle back to the office when he remembered his mobile phone.
As soon as he saw who the electric object was, his eyes lit up, "Hey, Hue! Do you miss me?"
An Hui narrowed her eyes, her face was cold, but her voice was unusually gentle, "Of course I miss you, we haven't seen each other for a long time~"
Yi Ming's lower abdomen became hot, and an evil fire rushed into his brain. He remembered that he and An Hui hadn't seen each other for half a month, right
"Then, shall we see you tonight?"
An Hui docilely agreed, "Okay~ Then you will be busy, I will wait for you in the old place~"
The night was like water, An Hui wore a red chest-wrapped long skirt to outline the perfect curve of the figure. When she entered the Lilai Hotel, Yi Ming was already waiting upstairs.
She just opened the room, and a dark figure drew her in. The door slammed shut, and she was crushed down by a kiss all over the door with a hot breath.
The big palm penetrated from the bottom of her skirt and quickly intruded into her mysterious area.
"Um-Yi, Yi Ming..." An Hui raised her head fiercely, and he touched her sensitive points.
Yi Ming became more excited when she heard the woman's tender voice, breathing heavily, "It's me..."
Then she pulled off her lace panties, and slammed her to the ground.
An Hui only felt that the world was spinning, and the person bounced on the soft big body, and a huge black shadow quickly shrouded it.
"Yi Ming, Yi Ming, give it to me—" she said in a charming and seductive voice, bit by bit.
The face in the darkness was full of indifference and aggression.
A man is just an animal thinking in the lower body.
Yi Ming entered her as she wished, and the thrill of extinction forced Anhui to be unable to think accurately, groaning after another, letting out waves.
After the cloud and rain, An Hui rested on the snow-white pillow, and looked at Yi Ming, who was leaning against the bed and smoking, with a winking look.
Suddenly he said, "Remember Jiang Yuan?"
Yi Ming paused, spouting a puff of smoke and turned to look at her, "Huh?"
An Hui continued: "I don't know how she did it. Director Su chose her as the second female of the soul-locking button."
The prompt is very obvious, but Yi Ming seems to be confused, raised his eyebrows, and said amusedly: "So what, you are the heroine, no matter what, she will not pass you."
An Hui listened quietly, his melting heart sank a little bit, and then quickly fell to the bottom of the valley, falling apart.
"You are not afraid that she will replace me?"
Yi Ming still smiled, his mouth closed in surprise, "Why? I know her, how can she have such great ability without father and mother?"
What if she has a backstage? And that backstage is tens of thousands of times stronger than you
An Hui did not answer her words, but asked what all women in love would say, "Do you love me?"
Her expression was serious, and Yi Ming realized that he suppressed his smile and nodded his head, "Of course, I love you!"