Chapter 0339 - Spoiled Wife Mania (10)

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"Xiao Moli, where are you going? Let me go. โ€

Although Xiao Moli drank a lot of wine and walked a little shaky, the direction was clear.

The two didn't go far, An Ziqi looked at the Huanyu Building that appeared in front of her, and was speechless for a while, Xiao Moli had drunk too much, and wanted to take her back to the company to talk about work?

Fortunately, the Huanyu Building is in the very center of S City, not far away, otherwise he is going to take her away for a night?

In the future, Xiao Moli will not be allowed to get drunk again.

Of course, she soon learned that it was entirely her own thoughts.

When she arrived at the closed door, Xiao Moli raised her hand and swept the door, the door opened, and she was pulled straight into the company and directly on the president's elevator.

Before An Ziqi could speak, Xiao Moli directly pushed her to a corner of the elevator, lowered her head and kissed her.

"Hmm." An Ziqi struggled to clench his fists and beat him, this bastard, the two of them haven't said anything yet, what a kiss.

Stretched out his hand and pushed his head away, "Xiao Moli, let's talk." โ€

Xiao Moli pulled away her hand and kissed her neck, "You say, I listen." โ€

Saying that, the big hand was already behind her back, and he deftly unzipped her dress, leaned into the side of the dress, rubbed against the smooth skin of her smooth waist, and then slowly went up.

Since the two separated in C City, they have never been intimate again, An Ziqi's body trembled sensitively, stretched out his hand and pushed him weakly, and said in shame, "You...... What else can I say about you. โ€

"If you can't say it, then you'll talk about it when you're done."

After Xiao Moli finished speaking, he feverishly re-blocked An Ziqi's lips, and the movements of his hands became more presumptuous, directly pulling down the dress on her upper body, reaching out to tear off the obstructive chest sticker, and covering it.

Every day, he could only watch her by his side and couldn't move, and after enduring it for so many days, he couldn't bear it anymore.

An Ziqi's upper body was exposed to a little cool air, and a small rash soon appeared on his delicate skin, which was like a puddle of spring water by Xiao Moli, and he was paralyzed in his arms.

The elevator door opened with a clang, and soon it reached the president's office.

Xiao Moli hugged An Ziqi, the two stumbled out, and when they arrived at the door of the office, Xiao Moli fumbled for the password on the door, picked her up, went in three or two steps, kicked open the door of the lounge inside, hugged her and fell on the big bed inside, and kissed her in the middle and never let go.

An Ziqi's dress had already fallen off on her way in, ripped off the last cover on her body, and then quickly ripped off her clothes, reached out there and probed a little, making sure that it would not hurt her, and rushed in with her waist up.

Even so, An Ziqi still snorted in pain, and stretched out her hand to hit him weakly.

Xiao Moli kissed her soothingly, moving slowly, until a comfortable moan overflowed from her mouth, and then she opened and closed and began to attack violently.

After eating it twice, it is still not satisfied, and the big hands are about to start to be dishonest again.

An Ziqi finally regained some of her senses, barely cheered up, and stretched out her hand to block his hand, "Xiao Moli, let's talk." โ€

"Hmm." Xiao Moli bit her neck, answered absentmindedly, bypassed her hand, and continued to move.

Seeing that he didn't take it to heart, thinking of the cold war between the two of them, thinking of his previous misunderstanding of himself, and thinking that he went to Bai Xin'er again, An Ziqi couldn't help but feel aggrieved and annoyed in his heart, gritted his teeth and pushed him away, turned over and ignored him directly.