Chapter 18: Thousand Miles Chasing Wife Wei H

Chen Yanzhao felt uneasy all day long.

She attributes this to the normal reaction of overloading after years of laziness.It was not until the contract was finally finalized that she shook hands with the representative of the other party's company to say goodbye that she felt a little relieved.

The car split the rain and drove towards the hotel where it was settled. Chen Yanzhao's delicate face leaned against the car window, beside him was the assistant's low report sound, and the melodious music in the car urged people to fall asleep.

When she arrived at the hotel, she was already drowsy and was helped by her assistant to get on the elevator.When she was almost at the floor, her eyes were so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, so her assistant had to take out the room card from her handbag.

She half-closed her eyes and waited for her assistant to open the door, so that she could pounce on the bed as soon as possible to make up for the missing sleep during this period.

Who knew that the door opened did not sound for a long time, but instead heard the assistant's confusion: Who are you?

Chen Yanzhao was shocked and had already made a guess before his eyes focused. But I still fell in panic in the first second when I saw the visitor.

Jiang Lin sat on the carpet in the corridor, curled up his long legs casually, leaning against the door of her room, his hair was tilted, and he was looking at her with his head tilted.

He didn't know how long he had been here, but his clothes were almost wet and were almost drying by body temperature.

The extreme weather in France has been raging in recent days, and she dared not even think about how Jiang Lin found it.

The assistant had already quietly returned to his room. Chen Yanzhao squatted down in front of Jiang Lin, and there were only the two of them left in the corridor, quietly.

She approached Jiang Lin, and each other could breathe at a loss. She heard her trembling voice: Why are you here?

Responding to her was the fierce kiss that the boy almost bited. Jiang Lin was so strong that he almost pulled her to the ground. Chen Yanzhao opened the door in a little embarrassed manner, and was immediately picked up by Jiang Lin and pressed it on the door panel.

When the door was closed, it made a loud noise, which made Chen Yanzhao feel a little painful on his back, but she didn't have time to make a sound, and her lips and tongue had been kissed hard by Jiang Lin.

If she wanted to escape with a little effort, she would immediately have her sharp little tiger teeth slowly grinding on her lips, which was a hidden threat.

Jiang Lin's cold fingers followed her smooth legs and flexibly untied the straps with his fingertips. The black high heels fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

Jiang Lin loosely pinned her legs on his waist and reached out to touch the bottom of her skirt.

Chen Yanzhao wore a burgundy velvet dress that perfectly outlined the curves of his body today. His curly hair was tied loosely around his ears and his exquisite makeup was so gorgeous that it was almost aggressive.

For the sake of this skirt, she wore a thin thong. Because of the movement of her legs ringing around Jiang Lin's waist, the fabric fell between her tender legs. She wanted to reach out to free herself, but Jiang Lin grabbed her hand halfway.

He pinched the thong with his other hand, exerted a little force, and the fabric sinks deeper, tying his clitoris, secret and painful torture.

Chen Yanzhao was so uncomfortable that he raised his head and gasped quickly. Jiang Lin lowered his head and looked straight into her eyes. Chen Yanzhao then realized that Jiang Lin's eyes were red, not only because of desire, but also had a faint light of water.

Jiang Lin's voice was a little weirdly calm: Who is he?With his voice, his hands exerted little by little force on the narrow strip of cloth.

Chen Yanzhao's consciousness was almost in chaos, and she was almost reaching orgasm in a slight pain. he? who?

She finally realized the reason for Jiang Lin’s abnormality, and her voice trembled and comforted him: Jiang Lin, he...he is the assistant assigned to me by my father, and I have nothing to do with him!

Jiang Lin admired her unbearable and panicked expression, and her tone remained unchanged, and she was still in that cool tone: Oh?Is that true?

He let go, pushed his thong aside, and touched her slippery legs.

With his five fingers stained with crystal body fluid, Jiang Lin spread his hands in front of Shen Yanzhao: Chen Yanzhao, I don’t believe you.

You're so wet before I touched you much.He is so alive that a big man is waving in front of you every day, can you bear it?

Can you resist putting your business card into my underwear at the beginning, Ah? Chen Yanzhao?

Chen Yanzhao turned his head and wanted to avoid his hands that were making trouble in front of him, but his chin was pinched and he had to look at Jiang Linyue's red eyes.

The words were like a sharp sword that was tempted with poison, and Jiang Lin couldn't control his attacks.

He was filled with sadness. He didn't think so, but the scene of Chen Yanzhao being supported by a man and walking towards the door flashed back in his mind.

A hole in his heart that leaked air everywhere seemed to be more comfortable only by saying this, so that Chen Yanzhao could also taste the pain.

His subordinates couldn't control their strength and pinched red marks on Shen Yanzhao's delicate chin.

Chen Yanzhao, you can't help it, are you so fucking?

Caught off guard, a tear and voice fell to the ground at the same time.