Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

The two kept silent, completely seeing Han Guoguo on the side as air.

In fact, it didn't take long for Han Guoguo to feel that his feet were numb. She didn't dare to go and didn't want to stay here.

The feeling of being completely ignored made her cheeks flush red, and there was an embarrassment in her heart. She gritted her teeth and hesitated: "BOSS ... Yes, I'm sorry, I, I'm not ..." intentionally ...

Before I finished speaking, Song Cheng looked at her fiercely and looked at her like a falcon. "You shut up, there's nothing more about you here, and immediately leave my sight!"

"Woo--" Song Cheng has been in a high position for many years, and his harsh temperament completely shows the state of crushing everything. Originally, Han Guoguo, who felt very wronged, was scared by his tears and burst into his eyes uncontrollably, " Sorry ... "

Su Kui's face was pale and her mouth twitched. Shouldn't she be the worst? But why is she still not so good, Han Guoguo is crying so badly?

Do the heroines in the novel look like this? It turns out that the big president is so good-

The messy thoughts only turned around in his head, because Su Kui had no time to think carefully about whether there was any place for him to learn from. The man was already hugged and hugged, and was taken to the lounge with a stride.

With a vigorous footsteps and a cold face, Su Kui can't figure out what Song Cheng is doing for the time being, but his appearance makes Su Kui not too arrogant.

Can only grasp his shirt tightly with small hands to avoid falling due to bumps.

"what--"

Suddenly, the whole person's body was emptied, and Su Kui took off his hand and fell straight down.

Frightened her face was more white, showing a sick gray, water eyes tears, closed tightly, waiting for the moment of landing.

The imaginary pain did not come. The back fell into a large soft bed, and the small body was deeply sunken by gravity.

In the meantime, Su Kui's brain has been in a crash state, completely ignorant, can't remember anything.

By the time she responded, Song Cheng's tall and handsome body had been pressed down, kneeling in front of her, leaving a shadow.

"You, what do you want to do ..." Su Kui stammered as his eyes widened.

Isn't that what she thought?

As you think, Song Cheng's evil spirits smiled, and the eyebrows were all cold and thin, lips and teeth lightly opened, and the words spit out, "Dry-you!"

So straightforward, and put into action immediately!

Su Kui twisted twice, and he was panting like a dead fish, controlled by him, stripping off the dress three or two times.

Beast!

She scolded, but the moment he touched her body with the cold palm of a thin cocoon, she sighed contentedly, what shameless, obscene, beast-

She likes it!

The place where the coffee was splashed in front of me was red, and it was slightly peeled. Fortunately, there was a layer of clothing to cover it. Finally, there was no big blisters of bright light like the wrist.

The sight touched the blood red, Song Cheng's eyes darkened, like thousands of ghost hands in his heart, clutching his heart tightly, tearing hard!

For a while, he slowly lowered his head, and his thin lips were covered with the large hot reddish skin.

Between her lips and teeth, it seemed to relieve her pain ...

Su Kui seemed to have a fire running in his body, and the wound was numb and itchy, with a slight tingling, and hit the brain directly.

She clasped him tightly in both hands, eager to kiss him, and there was no moment as eager as now—