The infatuated president lives up to his addiction to spoiling his wife

Yin Susu was taken aback by her reaction on the bed.

She didn't expect that trying to cooperate with Ling Jinyan would make her feel a lot happier.

The feeling of ecstasy and drunkenness made her unable to stop, although she was ashamed to admit it, but this was the truth.

No wonder everyone is passionate about it and enjoys it.

However, what she didn't expect was that her proactive catering fell into Ling Jinyan's eyes, making him even more unscrupulous.

She couldn't help wondering if he wanted her to die, or if he restrained himself in the previous intimate contact.

It was completely different from the previous half-push and half-push. An indescribable feeling spread in her chest, and Yin Susu felt that she was very energetic.

As intimate as Ling Jinyan, he naturally noticed it.

He knew very well that grandma Wen Jia had a lot of credit for the high degree of compatibility between the two of them tonight.

He was having a blast.

……

I don't know how long it has been!

"Go to sleep!"

After taking a bath, Yin Susu lay weakly on the pillow, didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, and murmured softly.

Ling Jinyan followed him out of the bathroom.

He climbed onto the bed, pulled her over, and let Yin Susu pillow in his arms, while he wrapped his arms around her slender waist, showing an intimate and protective gesture.

"Go to sleep!"

He bowed his head and kissed the top of her hair, patting her back lovingly, like coaxing a sleepy child, extremely gentle.

After tossing all night, if the two of them don't rest, it will be dawn.

The moment Ling Jinyan teased her, Yin Susu's mind was already sober that he could no longer be sober.

Since when did he take it for granted that he would hug her to sleep?

She still has a question, do men love to hug their girlfriends to sleep?

She was not used to this, and she didn't like too much cuddling, but she couldn't stand Ling Jinyan's insistence.

The answer must be no.

According to normal logical thinking, men should be more resistant to intimacy other than that than women.

But she and Ling Jinyan are completely opposite.

After thinking about it, Yin Susu unconsciously fell asleep.

The pleasant mint aroma filled the tip of her nose, and she didn't realize it herself. Something called 'sense of security' quietly occupied her mind, making her sleep more peacefully.

……

When I woke up the next morning, it was already high in the sun.

Yin Susu reached for the phone in a daze, lit it up, and it showed 11:09 impressively.

She jerked violently, and suddenly lost sleepiness.

Ling Jinyan was no longer on the bed.

She reached out and touched the temperature of the quilt on Ling Jinyan's sleeping side. The slight coolness indicated that he had been up for a long time.

Will she be made things difficult by Ling Jinyan's grandmother again?

This was Yin Susu's most straightforward psychological activity at the first moment. The old house is no different than other places, and it is not her turn to decide everything.

She quickly rolled over and got out of bed, the obscure pain from between her legs made her unsteady, she knelt down, her knees touched the ground heavily, fortunately there was a carpet to protect her, so the injury was not serious, it was just redness .

"hiss!"

It doesn't matter if you don't move, it's like being tortured, not only your private parts, but also your arms and legs are sour, which reminds Yin Susu of her absurdity last night.

damn it!

Doesn't he know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

The means are extremely cruel!

She couldn't help cursing Ling Jinyan.

She said no, no, but he refused to listen and insisted on going his own way, which made her miserable!