Good Morning, Mr. President!

Chapter 1862: The love buried by time (80)

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"Your friend seems to know you very well." After hanging up the phone, Jing Yu said half seriously and half jokingly.

"He doesn't know me well enough to think I took another woman to the hotel."

Jing Yu said "Oh" and said nothing more. She looked out the window, and the bright neon lights of the city gradually filled her eyes. She felt that she was in an extremely good mood today.

Was it because of the possibility that his father was awake, or was it because of the man sitting next to him

He said ten minutes, and sure enough, ten minutes later the car stopped at his exclusive spot in the underground garage of the W Hotel. When his car stopped, there was already a group of people waiting there. The leader should be someone who looked like a hotel manager, wearing a professional suit and high heels. When they got out of the car, he greeted them respectfully, "Sir, this is your exclusive room, just enter the password. The upstairs has been cleared, you can go up without worry."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yu Zeyao nodded slightly to the other party and took Jing Yu into the elevator not far away.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Jing Yu felt a dark shadow pressing down on her head. She was stunned, her chin was lifted up, and the man's kiss was overwhelming.

She gasped, clasped his strong wrist, and reminded him, "This is a public place..."

She looked extremely charming after being kissed. The light in the elevator was particularly dazzling, shining into her black pupils, making her blurry eyes look like gemstones. The thin layer of smoke covering her eyes made her look even more charming and lovely.

Yu Zeyao's body tensed up, and he looked at her with a half-smile, "It's okay, we've cleared the scene."

"Just in case." Jing Yu looked up at the camera in the elevator, feeling worried, "Your identity is very sensitive. If a video like this of us is seen by CCAV..."

She wanted to continue, but the man's eyes were fixed on her. His eyes seemed to melt her whole body, and seemed to see into her heart, making her heart beat inexplicably disordered. The rest of the words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them for a while. She only heard him say, "Are you worried about my situation?"

Jing Yu looked at him and said seriously, "Although I don't understand your political affairs and rarely pay attention to them, my last experience also made me know that the bloody storm you told me was definitely not meant to scare me."

After a pause, she continued: "So, you should pay attention to what you should pay attention to. I don't want to cause you any trouble."

There was a glimmer in Yu Zeyao's eyes. At this moment, with a ding, the elevator door opened. Before Jingyu could stand up straight, Yu Zeyao picked him up and strode towards the only presidential suite on the top floor.

He asked her to enter the code and the door opened.

In addition to the bedroom, this suite also has a living room and a conference room. He carried her in and did not let go immediately, but put her directly on the large conference table. Fortunately, the heating inside was sufficient, so she did not feel cold even though she was sitting on the cold table.

Yu Zeyao quickly stripped her clothes off. The lights in the room were on, making it particularly bright. Jing Yu's disheveled appearance was clearly seen by him, making her feel shy. But at this moment, the desire aroused by him had already taken over. She had thrown away her reserve and shyness, wrapped her arms around his neck, and enthusiastically responded to his kiss.

After all, she had no experience in this area. Although she was nervous, her body was surprisingly sensitive. She couldn't stand the slightest touch. Her eyes were wet, and she looked like a bud blooming in the morning dew in early spring, trembling weakly in the wind.

So delicate and fragile, as if she could be broken with just the slightest force.

Yu Zeyao was afraid of hurting her and tried to be gentle as possible. However, the strong desire for her in his heart made it impossible for him to be gentle.

Wait too long!

I've been thinking about it for too long!

I always wish I could embed her deeply into my body.

Unable to endure it any longer, he grunted, lifted her hips, and slammed his body into hers powerfully and bravely.

The pain of being torn apart suddenly made her face pale, and her legs tightened, hooking the man's waist. But soon, this pain was gradually drowned by pleasure.

later…

She had forgotten where she was, and even confusedly didn't know who she was. She could only lean on the man's chest softly, as if she had no bones.

She couldn't help but imitate him, her fingers wandering over her body, her soft fingertips skimming over the scars all over his body, causing him to breathe heavily and unable to control himself.

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