Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

Chapter 417: 417 Calling Mom (1) (2 more)

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Dou Wei'er exclaimed, and instinctively tried to push He Jifan away with both hands.

He Jifan grabbed her hands and locked them by her side, biting the tattoo on Dou Wei'er's chest with his teeth, as if he wanted to bite off the alluring hairy crab claw orchids together with her flesh.

He didn't believe what Dou Weier said.

He Jifan knew what kind of girl she was. She was often confused about the situation and things, but she would never be in such a slutty manner.

Dou Weier struggled hard, but refused to beg for mercy.

The eyes gradually filled with crystal clear liquid.

He Jifan has been refusing to let her go, just thinking about her body, just like before, every time he appears, he must be in love with her.

Thinking about it now, during the time I was with him, apart from going to bed, I didn't seem to have done anything meaningful.

The strength of the struggle gradually weakened.

He Jifan changed from biting to kissing.

There was a faint smell of perfume on her body, mixed with her body fragrance, and it rushed directly into his celestial cap from his nasal cavity, and suddenly a fire burst out from his lower abdomen.

I brought her here tonight because I really wanted to have a good talk about the relationship between the two, but she stabbed him with words from the very beginning, so that he couldn't calm down and have a good talk with her.

The woman's sexy body gradually made the whites of He Jifan's eyes bloodshot.

The kiss stretched from her chest to her red lips, and the teeth were effortlessly pried open. He was eagerly looking for her tongue, and heavy gasps overflowed from his nose.

Dou Weier neither resisted nor catered to, like a lifeless corpse.

He Jifan quickly noticed her abnormality, stopped his movements, and looked at Dou Weier carefully.

Dou Wei'er had tears in the corners of her eyes.

He Jifan was stunned for a moment, then got up from her body.

Dou Weier's clothes were half-removed, her fair skin became more snowy against the backdrop of the big red hairy crab claw orchid, two rows of neat tooth marks on her tattoo were very clear, her curly chestnut hair was spread on the back of the sofa, and two strands stuck between her neck, her eyes were hollow, and the picture was obscene.

He Jifan stretched out his hand to straighten her clothes, lit a cigarette and sat beside her, the faint smell of tobacco permeated He Jifan's eyes.

He watched her.

In the past two years, he was thinking almost in his free time, why Dou Weier suddenly wanted to break up

On the eve of her breaking up, they were still so good, and their bodies were highly compatible. Not every woman could give him that kind of taste. This is also the reason why he was no longer interested in other women after he had a relationship with her.

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Dou Weier's eyes with the back of his finger, He Jifan sighed and asked her softly, "Tell me why we were so good before."

After a pause, he added: "I'm sorry just now."

Dou Weier blinked her eyes lightly, sat up slowly, and buttoned up her clothes slowly one by one.

"Are you done venting?" Dou Weier didn't even look at him, she stood up with no expression on her face and said coldly, "Then I'm leaving."

"Vivier" He Jifan grabbed her wrist.

Dou Weier looked down at him, "With my status, I can't compete with you who are rich and powerful. I understand that you are interested in my body. In this way, if Mr. He wants it in the future, please call me. If I have time, I will come and accompany you."

"However, I don't have that much free time. Next time, please ask Mr. He to save the step of chatting. It's best to save the foreplay. Hurry up and vent, and I will be relieved earlier."

He Jifan frowned, stood up, "Don't spoil yourself like this."

Dou Weier smiled, and changed back to her bright sunshine in an instant, raised her hand, hooked her index finger around the collar of He Jifan's black shirt, and moved towards her side forcefully.

"I didn't ruin myself, it was you who ruined me. I'm happy with other men."

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sp;After speaking, she let go of him, smiled coldly, took back her mobile phone from his left trouser pocket, and walked away in an elegant and sexy catwalk in seven centimeter high heels.

He Jifan didn't stop him.

Dou Weier came out of his villa, the late autumn night was very cold, and she could vaguely feel the chill of early winter.

She tightened her clothes, looked up at the night sky, and walked towards the gate of the villa.

The night was very quiet, and the rustling of the treetops seemed very clear.

The courtyard is not big, and when she was about to reach the gate of the villa, there was a rush of footsteps behind her, which sounded very familiar, and Dou Weier subconsciously quickened her pace, but still took a step slower.

His body was hugged from behind.

"Sleep here tonight, and I'll take you back tomorrow morning."

"What if I don't"

"Then don't even think about leaving here in this life. You know if I can do it or not."

"You will only make me hate you more."

"Anyway, you've always disliked me." He Jifan hugged her horizontally, "I don't care how much you dislike me."

That night, Dou Wei'er tossed and turned, not only because of a different bed, but also because of the man lying on the sofa in the bedroom.

She turned over again, and in the dim space, He Jifan's voice suddenly came, "The weather will be fine tomorrow, I'll take you to the playground, I remember you said before, I always wanted to play."

"I have an event tomorrow."

"Wake you up at six tomorrow morning."

"You said that you will send me back tomorrow morning." Dou Weier sat up.

"I've changed my mind." He Jifan is tall and has long legs. The small sofa is not enough for him to stretch out, so he can only curl his legs up. The light in the bedroom is dim. He has good eyesight and can clearly see the displeasure on Dou Weier's face.

"I'll take you back after playing tomorrow."

Dou Weier stared at him angrily, "I'm not the same as Mr. He. Mr. He earns a lot of money even if he doesn't do anything. I have to work to earn money to support myself, and I don't have time to play with your old man."

He Jifan said casually, "I'll help you move the event back for a day."

"You..." Dou Weier got angry, stared at him for a moment, then lay down angrily, wishing to punch a hole in the bed with her body.

He Jifan is a rascal

After such a disturbance, Dou Weier couldn't fall asleep even more, and she barely fell asleep until early in the morning.

the next day.

She was awakened by the cry of a child.

Opening his eyes, he was dazed by the unfamiliar environment in front of him for a long time before he realized his situation.

She is on He Jifan's territory.

He got out of bed and carried his clothes to the bathroom to change. Last night, he wanted to sleep with his clothes on, but He Jifan forced her to take a shower, and then forced her to wear his pajamas. When she refused, he directly came up to take off her clothes, threatening to wash her for her.

Simply rogue.

After putting on the bra, Dou Weier's eyes fell on her chest. The so-called tattoos were just tattoo stickers bought on a whim. They were waterproof. He Jifan bit them once and took a shower, but they were still intact. The teeth marks from last night had disappeared.

Turning his head to the side, it happened to be a mirror, the figure of himself in the mirror was so good that his heart beat, no wonder He Jifan was worried about it.

Her height is below the standard line in the modeling industry. The reason why she can get famous is mainly due to her golden ratio figure and strong plasticity.

The cries of the children outside gradually subsided.

After a brief wash, Dou Weier walked out of the bathroom. The bright sunlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and she couldn't help but walk towards the window. The room was well lit.

The next moment, the sight was attracted by the scene in the courtyard.

He Jifan was wearing a short windbreaker and walking on the quiet cobblestone path. At his feet, he followed a fluffy child. The child had just arrived at the bend of He Jifan's legs.