Chapter 592 You promise not to bully me

Sophie Marceau is actually playing tricks to get out of the playboy - her idea is simple and direct. Her body has reached the limit. She can't help but let the playboy get out of here. As a result, there are two, or the playboy really gets out of the way, so at least it can be avoided for him to see it. She is the most shameful scene; if the playboy doesn't get out of here, then the result can be imagined.

The beauty and the playboy spent most of the night, and it was like that. Naturally, they hoped that the playboy would stay shamelessly. However, when the playboy arrived at the door outside, he deliberately said, "Honey, then I'm really gone!"

This bastard seemed to want her to take the initiative to retain him. For the first time, the beauty felt really angry, and even felt that the playboy was really tasteless. She resisted the flood of love in her body and scolded angrily, "Get out of here, get out of here!"

There was a sound of closing the door outside, and the beautiful woman who was still looking forward to it finally couldn't help beating the bed hard and screaming hysterically, "Ah ah! Stupid, coward...!"

However, the next moment, her voice stopped abruptly. The playboy slowly came in from the door of the bedroom. Moreover, like her, he was naked and stood up to the powerful bad thing. He was still staring at her with a bad smile. "Little beauty, how dare you speak ill of me behind my back? You're done. It's..."

"Ah...! Don't come here!" Sophie Marceau, who was inexplicably surprised, was a little stunned. She immediately rolled into the quilt, wrapped herself in the quilt, and said coquettishly, "You bad guy, you promised me not to bully me!"

This is a typical dup and wrong. In fact, we already want to jump into the arms of the playboy. Of course, we can also regard this as a little mood before having fun. This thing seems to be very enjoyable now.

The playboy was happy, "Baby, if I remember correctly, I promised you the last time I entered the door, but I had just gone out. This time I came in, I didn't promise you any conditions." After saying that, a hungry wolf pounced on the bed in the excited scream of the great beauty.

Playboy's words were half true and half false. At the beginning, he saw through the beauty's mind, but he pretended not to know and walked to the door outside with a dejected face. This room was a suite with Sophie Marceau and her assistant. The beautiful woman in the bedroom inside, she couldn't see the outside door at all.

So, he opened the door and deliberately said that to the beauty. After teasing her for the last time, he deliberately closed the door hard, and then quickly cleaned himself and came to the door of the beauty's bedroom.

Sophie Marceau also guessed the playboy's trick just now. When she saw him jumping on the bed, she was so excited that she was about to cheer out, but she covered the cup tightly, kicked her feet, and made the whole bed shake. She said coquettishly, "Big bad guy, don't let you come over. If you come again, I'm going to scream. Ah!"

At this time, the playboy smiled evilly, "Scream, little beauty, scream hard, and see who will save you." He grabbed her upper body and couldn't care about the feet of her lower body, and lowered her head and kissed her gently.

"Rogue, scoundrel..., you promise not to bully me!" From the moment he hugged the playboy's calf, Sophie Marceau surrendered. He still opened the corner of the quilt and kissed him all the way along the calf, leaving only the emotional muttering in his mouth.

When the love was at its peak, the playboy stood up and fought hard. From the end, it was deeply matched with Sophie Marceau's delicate body. The beauty shouted the most charmingly, her legs wrapped around his waist like when shooting a motorcycle stunt, and her hands also clasped his neck, and the love that has been accumulated in her body. Under this blow, he couldn't help releasing it completely. His body trembled with excitement, and his mouth was still muttering that the playboy was a big scoundrel.

At the beginning, there was no possibility of a short end. After accumulating the hot love all night, how could it end hastily? Sophie Marceau is not a beautiful and elegant woman as she looks on the surface. When she went crazy, it was completely unimaginable. It was a kind of bravery that was admired by playboys.

Two days off, no matter whether you go out at night or not, you will naturally sleep with your head covered in the morning. By the way, even in the morning, it is still hot outside. It is a kind of enjoyment to stay in an air-conditioned hotel and sleep beautifully with a quilt covered.

The playboy has also developed the habit of sleeping in for more than half a year, especially when sleeping with a beautiful woman, it is to stay with the young lady, because the young lady likes to get into his arms and wrap him tightly. It is beautiful to sleep until he wakes up naturally.

It was already 8:30. The playboy couldn't sleep because of the cooing protest in his stomach. He sat up gently and planned to call for breakfast. Unexpectedly, Sophie Marceau woke up so much. As soon as he moved, she opened her eyes.

"Wake up, baby!" Since the beauty woke up, the playboy didn't have to go out and make a phone call. He held her in his arms and kissed her lips. "What do you want to eat?" After a lot of moisture, Sophie Marceau's face was still delicately red, her skin flashed with a seductive luster, and she looked lazy, which was really beautiful.

Sophie Marceau only felt that her own body was still the kind of ecstasy beauty, as if her soul had not yet floated back. She hugged Chen Jin's body tightly and wrapped it up. The feeling was even more beautiful. She couldn't help moaning and bit him in his chest, "I just want to eat you and swallow you into his stomach. Li, so as not to let others take it away.

Playboy smiled, reached out and rubbed her slender waist, and said a nice love sentence, "I'm already yours. You don't have to eat it, and no one else can take it away." He picked up the phone again and quickly dialed a phone to order a meal.

Sophie Masomi lay in his arms, bit him affectionately between his neck, and muttered, "You are really like a beast!" He closed his eyes intoxicated again, "It's so beautiful, it's really like going to heaven,"

"This is just the beginning!" The woman poured out such a compliment in her mouth, which is the most proud of men. The playboy smiled proudly and patted her tight buttocks. "In the future, I will let you know what the real heaven is like."

"Well, I don't believe you!" Sophie Marceau seemed to be a little sober, thinking that he was a scoundrel last night. She didn't lose. Then, after being beautiful, she couldn't admit defeat, which made her a little proud, although she seemed to be a stranger. "Tell you, don't think I'm giving you some sweetness. You just think I'm your woman, and I'm still me, understand. Is it? Little scoundrel!"

The beauty twisted the playboy's face and warned him very seriously, but her body was still wrapped around him. She couldn't bear to leave half an inch. She also stretched out her hand to grab the playboy's powerful bad thing early in the morning, gritted her teeth and hummed, "Even if I let you go this time, I dare to be presumptuous next time, I'll twist it off. "

"You will be reluctant to part with it." The playboy straightened his buttocks, smiled, rubbed her buttocks with one hand, stared at her, and gently kissed her pink lips. "Also, baby, remember, from now on, you are my woman, and will always be."

It's very domineering and powerful. Sophie Marceau's eyes flashed a trace of intoxication, but she snorted. She began to use it softly and twisted her body to act coquettishly. "No, never, I'm me. Even if I allow you to bully me occasionally, I definitely don't want to be your little lover..."

"It's not a little lover, it's my woman. According to our Chinese, it's my wife." Playboy hugged her delicate body, stared into her eyes, and said, "Listen to me in the future, or you will be punished, understand?"

Sophie Marceau's heart trembled, and he quickly hid the flowering playboy's eyes, shook his head, raised his little fist and beat him on the chest. "Fooling, cheating, you know how to coax people. I will never believe you."

The playboy closed it as soon as he saw it was good. Just in time, there was a knock on the door at the outside, and then there were footsteps in the living room outside and knocked on the door outside. "Miss Sophie, the breakfast you ordered has arrived. Do you want to eat outside or...!"

The playboy wanted to get up, but Sophie Marceau grabbed him and blushed. "Don't go. You have to hide in the quilt. You can't go out until Martina goes out, or I won't pay attention to you in the future."

Playboy opened his mouth and finally didn't say anything. Sophie Marceau's assistant has been with her for five years. Just now, you are enough to explain the problem. In addition, the playboy's trousers and shirt are still casually on the sofa outside, which is obviously a man's.

Even in the whole crew, the playboy is tired of staying with the beauty all day long, and the playboy just has this set of fancy clothes, which is very impressive to the whole crew. Presumably, Martina can guess who the man in the room is.

Sophie Maso put on a pajamas and opened the door. She still wanted to cover it up. Maybe she was also shy. However, after a burst of laughter, the girl pushed the dining car into the room with a shy blush on her face. After closing the door, she stared at the playboy, jumped on the bed and twisted him. "You scoundrel, give it to me. You killed me."

"Only you, a stupid girl, think you can hide it." The playboy held the beauty in his arms and kissed her fiercely. The beauty hummed twice, wiped the saliva on her face, and pinched him. "You also said, it's all you, take off your clothes outside..."

"It's all your fault. Who calls you such a seductive goblin." The playboy smiled and drew the gourd, "I was so anxious at that time that I couldn't wait to tear them up. How could I care so much?"

Pick up the bread on the plate, tear a piece and send it to her mouth, "Good boy, eat first, or I'll be hungry!"

The beautiful woman immediately snuggled up in his arms, opened her mouth and took a beautiful bite. She said vaguely, "This is almost..." She pointed to the milk again, pouted, and said coquettishly, "Well, I want that...!"

(to be continued)