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"Yansheng, are you kidding?"

Pei Tong was startled by her words, his heart was upset, his movements were uncontrollable, and he accidentally cut off the call on his mobile phone.

Her beautiful eyes widened and she gasped.

Jiang Yansheng looked at her complicated expression and smiled lightly: "Let's just say it, the more scared you are, the more he can hold you, isn't it good to hang up the phone like this now?" ”

Pei Tong clenched his mobile phone in one hand and looked sad.

Is it really good?

She could already predict the grim face on Smussen's face when she came home to see him.

"Yansheng, what will you do if you accidentally hang up Xiumo's phone?"

Jiang Yansheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Wait for him to coax." ”

“……”

Pei Tong was tired.

She still didn't ask, wondering if she should take the initiative to call Smussen.

Judging from his macho temperament, it is a loss of face to be hung up by a woman, Pei Tong never expected him to call the second one, for some reason, there was a trace of sullen emotion in his chest.

Jiang Yansheng sent her home, the car turned off, turned her head and said, "I won't send you in." ”

Pei Tong lowered his head, slowly unbuckled his seat belt, and pushed off the car.

The movements were very slow, and he said thank you softly.

Jiang Yansheng looked at her pitiful, rubbed her eyebrow bone with her fingertips, and taught her a trick with kindness: "Take the initiative to be coquettish before he is angry, and get tired of being in his arms." ”

Coquetry?

Pei Tong will show weakness, but he has not been coquettish with Smussen a few times.

She is often sarcastic and uninteresting by men, her personality is soft, but her body is like a dead fish.

Jiang Yansheng drove away.

Pei Tong stood in place for a while, adjusted his mood, carried his bag, and walked towards his villa elegantly.

As soon as you enter the house.

Sure enough, I saw an indifferent man sitting in the living room.

Smussen was reading the newspaper, had changed his suit, and was wearing dark gray loungewear, with a slender figure, and a lit cigarette in his hand, and the blue and white smoke rose and dispersed.

The sound of her high-heeled shoes made a noise on the marble floor, and the kitchen maid came out, saw her, and called respectfully, "Ma'am." ”

Pei Tong smiled softly and handed the handbag to the maid.

Smussen heard the voice, but did not raise his head, still sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, his cold face was heavy.

Pei Tong had a wit in her heart, she was nervous for a while, and when she saw the maid figure leaving the living room, she pondered Jiang Yansheng's words repeatedly, and finally, she mustered up the courage to walk over.

"Mussen?"

Her voice is soft and unusually good.

Smussen finally came to see it, and his heavy gaze swept over her, as if he was silently accusing him of being a wife, but he returned late every day.

Pei Tong couldn't stand his gloomy stare at him the most, his heart trembled at the moment, he walked over with high heels, and when he was about to get closer, she sat on his lap when Smussen didn't expect it.

This move surpassed the reserve in her bones.

Pei Tong is a very good beginner, she groped her way out, learned what Jiang Yansheng taught, and went to extinguish the man's anger by showing weakness by being coquettish, and took the initiative to stretch out her soft hand, playing with his neckline, and her voice was beautiful: "Slowly I will send the child away tomorrow." ”

She also knew that she was going to use something to divert her attention.

Sure enough, Smussen didn't mention the phone to her, frowned and said, "Mu Ting is about to come out, what kind of demon is she doing?" ”

Pei Tong bit his lip, gently rubbed his Adam's apple with his cool and soft fingers, and lowered his voice again and again: "Let Mu Ting bring the child back then." ”

She moved her hands and feet like this, so that Smussen couldn't concentrate on continuing to talk to her, and her mind had already been crooked to the other side, and her slender hands rubbed her soft ass, which felt better than her breasts.

Pei Tong's face was slightly red, and he subconsciously struggled: "Don't." ”

The house is full of servants, and as soon as you come out, you can see her making out with her in the living room.

Smussen looked at her twisted appearance, her thin lips hooked, and the strength in her hands was even worse, it was no longer enough to be satisfied through a layer of clothes, he lowered his head, bit her ear with his thin lips and said, "When you sat on a man's lap, you didn't think it would be done?" ”

Pei Tong's white ears hurt slightly by him, his palms were against his strong chest, and he couldn't push them away, feeling that his stockings were torn open by his long fingers, and he was immediately terrified, and immediately begged for mercy: "I was wrong." ”

Smussen sneered and cruelly told her, "It's over. ”

In the past month, I have returned late every day, and I haven't cooked for him, and I even shouted that I was tired after a few touches, and I always found an excuse to go to Xu slowly, wronging my husband for others, and she was still a wife.

The little bad cells in his man's bones are active again, imprisoning the woman's slender waist and not allowing her to come down.

"Smussen ......"

Pei Tong's voice broke, this thing was not at all what she expected, she thought that she would reconcile with him after being gentle and careful.

Who would have thought that there would come such a drastic.

Pei Tong couldn't break free, the stockings were faded to his knees, and under the soft and smooth skirt, a pair of thin white beautiful legs were avoiding him.

Smussen sharded a point.

His slender hand reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out the cover, and the atmosphere grew tense as the belt unfastened.

Pei Tong's face was crimson, and he didn't dare to scream.

She looked at the movements of the servants around her, and had to deal with him again, tears were about to overflow, no matter what happened, she said in a weak voice: "Yan Sheng said that it would be good to ask me to be a coquettish with you, she usually does this with Huo Xiumo...... I didn't mean to sit on your lap. ”

Smussen's eyes narrowed coldly, and he sneered.

His powerful long fingers clasped her chin, and he bit his thin lips, and his voice was evil: "When she made a mistake and coquettished with Huo Xiumo, she let the man get on it, of course she could avoid the man's anger." ”

Pei Tong was so annoyed by his lewd words that his face turned red, and his fists kept beating him.

However, it could not withstand his strength.

……

Pei Tong was succeeded by Smussen.

In the huge and luxurious living room, occasionally, there was the footsteps of the servants walking, she gritted her teeth and did not dare to make a sound, so that he could enjoy himself on the sofa.

and so on.

When Pei Tong got off his legs, his thin legs were soft.

Her beautiful face was so red that it was dripping blood, and she was ashamed and ashamed to straighten up her messy skirt, not daring to look back at the man who was lazily leaning back on the sofa and smoking.

When he was a little less embarrassed, Pei Tong wanted to run upstairs.

Behind him, Smussen's low and thick voice suddenly came: "You really like Xu Slow's son so much?" ”

Pei Tong stood still, the expression on her face was not clear, she was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

Smussen took a puff of cigarette, the white smoke stained his eyes with a real look, and his thin lips were tightened, and he couldn't say coldly: "I'll give you one, so you don't have to run to other people's houses for three days and two days to play with other people's children." ”

Pei Tong looked back in surprise, his mind seemed to be poured into the paste, he couldn't think for a while, and blurted out: "Don't!" ”

Smussen was rejected by her, and his face instantly darkened.

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