President Hunt Love is Too Fierce

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It's Really Troublesome

Wow, not bad.
With such a height, the child would be very tall in the future.
He was so handsome, and the child's appearance would not be bad.
Ye Chuqing nodded in satisfaction.
"No matter how expensive it is, it's worth it." "Did you drink?" The man frowned and seemed not very happy.
The voice sounded a little familiar.
However, Ye Chuqing was already a little drunk, and her vigilance was greatly reduced.
She just muttered discontentedly, "Mm, drink some and feed me to my guest.
You cannot speak to me in such a tone.
You have to be gentle and respectful to me.
Treat me as the Empress." She had spent a lot of money.
As a guest, she must take out her imposing manner to suppress the momentum of the ultimate-grade man.
The man at the door laughed in a low voice.
It was sweet-sounding, but also with a faint arrogance.
"It's really troublesome.
This time I'm drunk.
Every time I meet you, I always behave in an unusual way." The man picked her up and walked into the room.
The light in the room was very dim, and there was lazy music coming out.
Ye Chuqing's head was getting more and more groggy.
"This room is so big.
It's bigger than my room!" Of course, this was the only room in the empire's hotel that had never been opened to the public.
It was much more luxurious than the presidential suite.
Even if they were rich, they might not be able to afford to live there.
"Don't you like such big breasts?
I thought girls would like to do this kind of thing in this romantic and comfortable place." "Illusion-like room and dreamy music.
Aren't girls fond of these luxury and romantic things?" Mo Fengya looked down at Ye Chuqing's blurred face.
Her face was very delicate, and her eyelashes were fluttering gently.
She was as cute as a butterfly, which made him feel excited and gave him a strange feeling.
Hearing his words, Ye Chuqing suddenly became depressed.
She murmured, "No, I only like the warm place.
No matter how small it is, as long as I feel warm, I will like it." Mo Fengya was stunned and a faint shadow flashed through his eyes.
"You idiot." "Don't call me a fool.
I am your guest.
You have to take good care of me." Ye Chuqing was dissatisfied.
Mo Fengya immediately frowned.
serving others?
He had never done this kind of work before.
It seemed that he had done a lot of things to serve him.
But he was very interested in playing the game with this special girl.
Mo Fengya's lips curled into a sly smile.
"How do you want me to serve you, Master?" "Well...
first give me a massage on my back, make it more comfortable.
I have plenty of money, and I will reward you!" The best-looking men in the book were all well-versed in both the pen and the sword, and they could serve people well.
She had long wanted to taste the feeling of being a queen.
It was rare for her to spend such a large sum of money to buy a man.
She could not suffer losses.
"No problem!" Punched his back?
He was very interested in doing whatever he wanted.
"Hey...
What are you doing?
Where are you pounding?
It's not there." Ye Chuqing was lying on the bed, sleepy.
But someone's hands were very restless.
That gesture was no longer called a back massage, but a deliberate joke.
Although Ye Chuqing was drunk, she was conscious and immediately stopped his restless hand in anger.
"Master, I heard that women like this kind of women.
That's why I..." Mo Fengya's voice sounded a little aggrieved, which was rare to hear.
"Gee, this is the best enjoy.
Why does this aggrieved voice sound so pitiful?" Ye Chuqing felt that she could not take advantage of a poor patient.
He seemed to be on the verge of tears, and his shoulders were still twitching.
(It was obvious that she couldn't stand it anymore.) "Alright, alright...
don't cry.
Alright, alright, I'm not blaming you.
You're quite professional.
Alright, you can do whatever you want," Ye Chuqing said helplessly.
Only then did the ultimate-grade healer stop his strange twitches, and the Hell's Claw, as he had expected, began to eat tofu.
Ye Chuqing always felt like she had been fooled back by ducks even though she had spent a lot of money.
"No, I have to turn the tables and make the decision." "You...
go find something for me to eat." She jumped up from the bed and pointed at his nose, giving him orders.
However, Mo Fengya sat by the bed calmly with a charming look in his eyes.
He reached out lazily to grab her finger.
She put her lips to her lips and kissed the back of her hand.
Then she approached Lin Mengya from a higher position.
Ye Chuqing couldn't help but step back.
He could only hear a charming and dark voice coming from his thin lips, and the magic power suddenly rose up.
"You shouldn't ruin the scenery at this moment." Ye Chuqing's mind went blank, and she almost died of blood explosion.
The voice of the best adventurer was too attractive.
She didn't seem to be his opponent.
Mo Fengya saw the look on Ye Chuqing's face.
She was so agitated that she was about to faint.
She snorted in her heart.
"She is so young and still wants to make a decision?
This girl is too simple.
She can only lead this kind of things in his hands." "I, I want to dance..." Ye Chuqing stammered.
She had a feeling that this little guy was an emperor's presence that put a lot of pressure on her.
Could it be that he was a hidden emperor's attack?
This time, the best patient smiled like a gentleman and followed his words.
"Master, if you want to dance, I won't let you down.
I just want to give you a new idea about tonight's dance." Mo Fengya walked up to the bar and poured two cups of red wine.
He handed the wine to her elegantly and said in a low voice, "Let's drink some wine first.
That's the atmosphere, isn't it?" It was better for him to do whatever he wanted with her.
His words seemed to have magic power and could not be resisted, so Ye Chuqing obediently drank.
"Oh...
you're so good.
Next, it's the waltz time." A dark devilish glint flashed in Mo Fengya's eyes.
He held her pale hands with one hand and held her slender waist with the other.
She began to dance slowly in soft and romantic music.
After another glass of wine, Ye Chuqing felt a little dizzy and slowly leaned against his chest.
Ye Chuqing did not know how many steps she had taken, but she was still in a daze.
She felt a little cold all over.
"Why are you pulling my clothes?" She was a little confused.
"Because I like you.
These are too troublesome." Mo Fengya really wanted to eat her as soon as he saw her lovely expression, like a tender jelly.
So he followed his heart and gently picked her up.
"Dancing, I want to dance." Ye Chuqing complained in a daze.
Mo Fengya looked down at her and laughed.
No one wanted to dance at a time like this.
He preferred to do an interesting and happy thing in a romantic night.
He laughed and gently stroked her beautiful face.
Then he bowed his head and kissed her tender lips, kissed her carefully, tasted her sweetness, and whispered, "Dear, the Empress' time is over.
Next...
is the king's time." "...What kind of kingship?" "That is...
the great reversal.
It's your turn to serve me." "Ah...
No, I am a guest, and you should serve me." She pouted discontentedly, and her consciousness was unsteady.
Mo Fengya was stunned.
Then, he burst out laughing and said vaguely, "You'll definitely be punished if you run into me." Ye Chuqing felt that bad things would happen every time she woke up recently.