The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Along the way, he did not know if it was a coincidence or a special arrangement, but he actually saw one person. Even Zhu Jiu was suspicious and muttered to himself.    

"Where did that woman get such great ability to arrange for Song Yiyuan's people?"    

However, with the beauty in front of him, Zhu Jiu didn't think too much about it. After finding the room he had booked, he kicked the door open and threw Huo Niannian onto the bed.    

Huo Niannian struggled to support herself as she crawled towards the foot of the bed, trying to stay away from Zhu Jiu.    

Just as she climbed a little distance, Zhu Jiu grabbed her ankle and pulled her back.    

Zhu Jiu got closer to Huo Niannian and buried his head into her neck to take a deep breath of the fragrance.    

"What? You still want to run after falling into my hands? Don't say, I have never played with a woman as fragrant as you. Remember to compare later. Between me and your husband, whose skills are better?"    

A teardrop appeared in Huo Niannian's eyes, and her eyes turned red.    

Why hasn't Tingshen come yet?    

Could it be that she really couldn't escape calamity tonight?    

Another wave of hot air surged. Even people with steel-like willpower would have their bodies softened by this medicinal effect.    

Zhu Jiu took off his clothes and someone came forward to take off Huo Niannian's clothes.    

Her smooth and clean calves had long been exposed in the struggle. Under the light, they appeared crystal clear and exceptionally attractive.    

Zhu Jiu rubbed her gently. He deeply felt that she had died under a peony flower. Even if she was a ghost, she would still be dissolute.    

To be able to have sex with such a wonderful person once, it was worth it even if she died!    

Huo Niannian clearly knew that she should kick Zhu Jiu away, but the leg that should have been very strong in her imagination, when kicked out, became soft and soft again, which instead helped Zhu Jiu to be happy.    

Just as Zhu Jiu gradually lifted her skirt to the bottom of her thighs, someone suddenly smashed the door to the room with a loud bang.    

"Who is it? You're full, aren't you? Good thing, bad lord!"    

The knocking on the door stopped for a while. Just as Zhu Jiu was about to continue his unfinished business, the person knocked on the door with an even louder voice.    

Zhu Jiu realized that he had not simply walked into the wrong room, so he got up and put on his bathrobe. He wanted to see what was going on.    

Who knew that before he could close the ribbon on his bathrobe, the door would be kicked down by the person outside.    

Zhu Jiu looked at the person in a daze.    

"Gu Tingshen?"    

Gu Tingshen barged in and looked at Huo Niannian, who was lying on the bed untiringly. At that moment, he really thought about how to deal with the corpse after killing Zhu Jiu.    

He rushed forward and, as if he did not care about his own life, he threw punches at Zhu Jiu's face.    

Blood splashed onto Gu Tingshen's face, making him look as terrifying as an Asura from hell.    

"Tingshen. . . Come and help me! . . . I feel so bad. "    

Ever since Huo Niannian felt that it was Gu Tingshen who had come, the string in her mind had completely snapped.    

Right now, she only wanted Gu Tingshen to fiercely want her.    

Gu Tingshen only let go of the dying Zhu Jiu when he heard Huo Niannian's cry.    

He hurriedly threw himself onto the bed and tightly wrapped Huo Niannian with the blanket.    

Huo Niannian already had a burning desire to burn her body. She could not possibly be obedient at all.    

She tore at Gu Tingshen's clothes and pressed her red and hot face against his solid chest.    

"Quick. . . Hurry up and kiss him. I. . . Tingshen, I want you!"    

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