CEO Wants to Marry Me

In fact, there were rules here that could not provide the guest's room card casually. However, the president gave a dead order. Zhang Zheng could only take out an underworld look to threaten the manager here. He said that if there was an accident in such a short time, he would directly report to the police and then tell him to die.

The manager looked like he had eaten a fly. He had no choice but to give them the room card. He couldn't provoke them.

If it hadn't been for the room card, they would have come long ago.

With a "drop", the door was opened, and Lang Jiahe went in with Zhang Zheng and two other men.

There was no one in sight. Lang Jiahe looked at the slightly closed bedroom door and couldn't help wrinkling his eyebrows: "look around here." Then he walked in the direction of the bedroom.

Obviously, it was a short distance. Lang Jiahe felt very long when he walked by. He was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see.

Today, he Yumeng was in a hurry. He felt very strange, but he didn't bother to ask her about the news because they had a little conflict before leaving.

Zhang Zheng wanted to report her whereabouts several times, but he deliberately interrupted him. Fortunately, Zhang Zheng finally knew the seriousness of the matter and insisted on reporting to him. Lang Jiahe found that he Yumeng went to Chu Yufei to open a house and came to a famous romantic place in the circle.

Is this woman trying to piss herself off? Lang Jiahe tried to hold back her anger all the way. It was clear that a few days ago she was still in front of her to break off the relationship with him. It turned out that she was just pretending to show him. He was really stupid. Some people can't change the base in their bones.

After arriving at the club, he asked Zhang Zheng to check which room they went to. They had been in the clinker for half an hour, and the room was opened with he Yumeng's ID card. Lang Jiahe only knew that he even had the heart to kill at that time.

Slowly approaching the door, Lang Jiahe warned himself to be calm again and again.

Holding the door handle, Lang Jiahe found that he was timid. After breathing heavily, he unscrewed the door and went in.

The people on the bed were wearing silk pajamas with their clothes half exposed, as if they were very uncomfortable. They kept rolling around on the bed, and their legs were rubbing up and down. Lang Jiahe seemed to see the color of her underpants.

"President, outside..." Zhang Zheng's voice from far to near.

"Get out! Get out of here! " Lang Jiahe yelled loudly before Zhang was about to come in and slammed the door shut.

Zhang Zheng was startled. If he took another step, his nose would collapse now.

"Elder brother, we......" two men came over and looked at Zhang Zheng and asked.

Zhang Zheng glanced at the closed door and knew roughly what had happened in his heart. He said to them, "since the President let us go, let's leave. After all, there are still many things that haven't been found out."

Zhang Zheng turned and left, and two of his men followed him out of the door.

He Yumeng was the only one in the bedroom. Lang Jiahe looked around and saw that there was no trace of anyone else. He looked at the restless woman in bed and walked towards her with scarlet eyes. If he could, he really wanted to strangle her.

The woman on the bed didn't seem to feel the danger coming slowly. She just felt so hot that she seemed to be burning. She couldn't see anything in her blurred eyes, but a vague figure slowly came towards her.

Remembering that he had asked Chu Yufei before, he Yumeng just thought it was him. You began to whisper: "Chu Yufei, I'm so uncomfortable. Why am I so uncomfortable?"

Hearing he Yumeng shouting the names of other men, Lang Jiahe only felt his body shake and his jealousy poured out like the indecisive river. He clenched his fist and the veins on his forehead burst.

He went to the bedside, looked at the woman's flushed face, stretched out his hand and grabbed her neck.

He naturally remembered what she was wearing during the day. As for the deeper reason why she changed into a nightdress, he didn't dare or want to think about it.

"Cough, cough..." he Yumeng gradually felt the thin air in his lungs and coughed. His hands also clung to the hands holding his neck and tried to tear it away.

"Chu Yufei, what's the matter with you? What are you crazy about? " He Yumeng shouted. He scratched his nails and hoped to break off the devil's hands holding his throat, but these hands were like iron tongs. She didn't move at all after she exhausted her strength. He Yumeng only felt that her eyes were getting more and more blurred, and her hands were slowly losing their strength.

Lang Jiahe watched the face of the people in front of him turn from white to purple, as if he felt that her struggling strength was getting smaller and smaller, and his hand shook violently and let her go.

He Yumeng, who got the air, was like a fish in the water after a long drought. She breathed and wanted to fill her whole chest.

Just breathing just eased over, and the uncomfortable feeling on his body attacked again. He Yumeng felt that he was about to die. He was so empty that he couldn't say what to do. He just felt nervous in his heart.

There seemed to be the shadow of a hand in front of him. He Yumeng didn't care that it was just pinching her neck and was about to end her life. She stretched out two hands and took it into her arms.

This hand is cool and comfortable. What's more miraculous is that because of the existence of this hand, he Yumeng's sense of emptiness has been alleviated a lot. She seems to have found a new world and keeps holding this hand and rubbing it on her chest and body.

Langjiahe's original cold look began to stretch because of he Yumeng's action. His soft feeling became clearer and clearer, and the life of a certain part seemed to be awakened.

Langjiahe gave a low curse and wanted to take his hand out of the shackles of he Yumeng, but he Yumeng, who was in the process of drug abuse, was willing to let go of his life-saving straw. Along with langjiahe's strength to take back his hand, the whole body also translated in an instant, suddenly released langjiahe's hand and surrounded langjiahe's waist.

The familiar smell from the tip of her nose made her feel very at ease, but her brain was so chaotic that she couldn't remember who should have such a taste.

He Yumeng's head moved. I don't know why she always felt a hard thing against her temples, which made her feel very stable and secure, just like a thousand ants eating.

"Hiss..." Lang Jiahe couldn't help but take a breath. The woman was really challenging her limits everywhere. He just felt that a certain part of himself was going to crack. But as long as he thought of what the woman had done in the house before, his head was like a basin of cold water pouring down, Lang Jiahe lost all his enthusiasm.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and tore he Yumeng away from himself, but he Yumeng was like a piece of hard chewing gum. As long as he pulled it away, she stuck it again, and each time, she bumped into his most vulnerable part.

Lang Jiahe couldn't bear it any more. His desire was about to pour out in an instant. He tore off he Yumeng's arm and turned over to press her under him.

At this time, he Yumeng blushed and was about to bleed. His eyes were blurred. He was obviously emotional. Lang Jiahe twisted his eyebrows, and then he found the abnormality of he Yumeng.

She should have been drugged. Just now she was only angry but didn't find her different.

While thinking, the man under him suddenly stretched out his legs around Lang Jiahe's waist, and pulled Lang Jiahe closer with a force.

Lang Jiahe felt that his part was on the periphery of happiness. Although he was very eager to speed up the sprint, he had always been a clean man. If his woman had been moved by others, he would never touch anything he said.

His temples jumped suddenly. Lang Jiahe directly tore off he Yumeng's pants. After doing ideological work 10000 times, he persuaded himself to lower his head and start checking he Yumeng.

Gradually, Lang Jiahe's face showed a comfortable smile, as if he had regained some treasure. He suddenly hugged he Yumeng, as if he wanted to rub her into his arms. Fortunately, she was still his, and she only belonged to him.

Langjiahe didn't know why he had such a big reaction. It was many years later that he realized that this was love. Unfortunately, it was too late at that time.

Just when langjiahe felt infinite emotion in his heart, his earlobe was suddenly held by a warm mouth. With the feeling of wet and sticky, a woman's moving chant sounded in his ear.

He just felt that his nerves began to shout. He Yumeng had been stimulated by this medicine for a long time. If he didn't give it to her again, I'm afraid she would really be unbearable.

He slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, patted her upturned hip with one hand, and slowly went in with the other hand.

After a night of war, Lang Jiahe found that compared with he Yumeng, he was the most uncomfortable.

He Yumeng provoked fire on him again and again because of the efficacy. In order to worry about the children in her stomach, he could only slow down as much as possible, but he Yumeng was not satisfied and shouted discontentedly.

Langjiahe could only suppress his desire and be he Yumeng's antidote as gently as possible. Later, he Yumeng should be so tired that he fell asleep, but he could only stare at the ceiling and lose sleep all night.

The next day, he Yumeng vaguely felt that he was disassembled and reorganized, and his whole body was very wet and sticky, but the embrace was warm and comfortable, which made her reluctant to let go.

She couldn't help but drill into her arms again. A clear man's dull hum came from her ear, which frightened her to open her eyes immediately.

"Why are you here?" He Yumeng stared at Lang Jiahe and asked. Looking down, he saw two people holding together naked, and her face turned red in an instant.

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