The President's Forced Love

bathroom.

Fu Lin leaned against the frosted glass door, her large bathrobe was casually tied, revealing her sexy half-wet chest.

"Ye Li, hurry up!" He knocked on the door impatiently and urged.

"Understood." With a casual response, Ye Li looked at herself in the mirror with a headache.

Ye Li in the mirror has a small palm-sized face with bright colors, and her waist-length black long hair is as thick as seaweed.

She tugged at her short skirt, but the belly button that was covered with great difficulty was exposed again, in short, it covered the top and exposed the bottom.

After a few unsatisfactory tosses, she gave up.

A white and soft waist was dazzlingly white. She turned on the faucet, splashed some cold water on her face, and then opened the door.

"How is it?" Opening the door, meeting Fu Lin's deep eyes, Ye Li was taken aback, and asked this question foolishly.

After she reacted, she felt a rush of energy and blood rushing to her head, and her little face, which was already dyed brightly, became even more red.

Curling the corners of his lips, Fu Lin showed an evil smile. He put his arms around Ye Li's slender waist, touched it up and down suggestively, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, I like it very much."

Ye Li looks so innocent in her student uniform.

Ye Li shuddered, feeling that the skin that came into contact with Fu Lin felt like it was burning, it was horribly hot.

"Don't do this." Ye Li gave him a non-threatening look, biting her lower lip subconsciously, trying to take Fu Lin's hand away.

"What about me?"

He picked up the man and threw him on the bed, before Ye Li could get up, he fell on top of her, firmly pressing Ye Li under her.

"You're a hooligan!"

With a disdainful sneer, Fu Lin straightened up, staring at Ye Li with her black eyes possessive.

While unbuttoning his nightgown, he said, "Playing hooligans with your own women is not called hooligans, it's called fun."

As the nightgown was unbuttoned, his chest with well-defined muscles was also exposed, Ye Li quickly turned her eyes away, not looking at his body.

"Ye Li, did you finish the homework assigned to you yesterday?" He said suddenly, bringing the topic to the Pacific Ocean.

Ye Li: ...

After being stunned for two seconds, she asked in confusion, "What homework?"

Did he give himself homework?
Raising his eyebrows, Fu Lin said displeasedly, "As a student, I even forgot the homework assigned by the teacher. A few times ago, the teacher didn't bother with you because of your acting like a baby. This time the teacher won't let it go." I passed you."

teacher?student?
Ye Li blinked, Fu Lin is playing role-playing?

Rolling her eyes, Ye Li raised her hand and hummed softly: "I don't accept it, I want to be a teacher too!"

Why did he role-play, but he was still the one being bullied.

If I were a teacher myself, I would definitely teach this bad student Fu Lin a lesson, to see if he dares to bully me.

kindness?With thick eyebrows raised, Fu Lin looked at Ye Li evilly, "Do you want to be a teacher?"

I can't tell that Ye Li is so good at playing.

"Enen." Ye Li nodded aggressively, smiling brightly, her clear eyes full of anticipation.

"Yes." He nodded kindly, his deep black eyes were full of interest, he wanted to see what Ye Li was going to play.

Seeing that he himself agreed, Ye Li immediately gained confidence, "You get up first."

Fu Lin did as he did, staring at her with black eyes all the time, with a deep and magnetic voice, "Miss Ye, what's next?"

Teacher Ye!

With a trembling heart, Ye Li quickly got up from the bed, her little face burning hot with shame.

She glared at him, her eyes sparkling, "The teacher didn't let you talk!"