WARNING! Tsundere President

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It doesn't have to be like this!

Huo Yunting dealt with his wife the simplest way – he aimed and stuffed her grooving lips with his.

His tongue had taken over her respiration.
He would be under command for her breathing, resistance would be futile, just like her stuck body.

The skirt was taken off, bit by bit like her soul.

Lu Zhaoyang was eventually Huo's fancy props, only to be played when in mood, to be dropped when moody.

“Ahh…”

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The next morning came with the refreshing sunlight peeking through the curtain gap.
The room was messy, with two most attractive bodies of XX and XY species laying upon it.

Disturbed by the chilliness, Lu made a tumble and rolled towards her only heat source.
Drowsily she snorted and then sank herself into the warm, hard chest of her owner, going back to slumber.

The ringtone suddenly started echoing inside the spacious room.
Lu bolted to the bedside, during which the giant hand grabbed her and pulled her back to the bed.

“Not yet,” whispered Huo with his eyes closed, as he snuggled after a upward pull of their silk blanket.

In his embrace, Lu could not move an inch, as his breath tickled her neck.
The imagery of their passion replayed in her mind.

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The phone was still ringing.

“Hmm… phone… my phone…” Her weak voice rang like a kitten.

“Screw that.”

“Screw what? You have caused so much trouble, your parents probably know everything.”