Beastly uncle & sexy girl.
He has eight-pack abs and she has 36D.
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1. The male protagonist is not a good person, and the female protagonist is flirting. If you don't like it, don't enter.
2. Sweet base/HE
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Xia Ling is a cool and sexy beauty, and she is also an extremely realistic woman. The family situation has been bad in recent years, so she pretended to be cute and married an old man in the industry.
The old man came from a noble family, had been rich for n generations, and had been immersed in the business world for many years. He was a real boss, extremely ruthless, and he was almost fifteen years older than her——
190+, a quarter of German ancestry, broad shoulders, long legs, eight-pack abs, and tanned skin. He is exactly the majestic, mature, powerful and wild Daddy he imagined. Daddy in Daddy.
Xia Ling was somewhat satisfied with marrying him.
But she never thought that marriage would be so unsatisfactory!
He is old-fashioned, feudal, serious, and traditional... Because she is young, "delicate, quiet, soft and can be bullied", he would rather... Not touch her! Don't even let her look at it!
A month later, her best friend called to ask about the situation. Xia Ling couldn't bear it anymore, shook her head and said sadly, "No."
"The old man may be too old. He really can't."
"No matter how you flirt, it's useless. It's just like a living person micro-dead. Do you understand that a living person is micro-dead?"
The more he spoke, the more he broke down. He cried bitterly, "I think that the next life will be like this. I really want to kill myself now."
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Until, one dark and stormy night, since the boss helped to solve the family crisis, considering the happiness in the rest of my life, should I get a divorce? She "accidentally" entered the master room connected to the wife's room.
The curtains were half-opened, and a ray of clear moonlight fell on the man's half-dark face.
He leaned slightly loosely on the sofa chair, like a strong and elegant cheetah after finishing hunting.
The strong muscles are wrapped in a white shirt, supporting smooth and strong lines.
The slender legs were crossed carelessly, and the dark belt buckles were worn.
Didn't even pull——
Xia Ling's eyes: o. O——0.0! !
Is this before or after...
If it happens later, it would be too——
Xia Ling had an inexplicable premonition that something was wrong, and was a little scared, so she hurriedly defended in a low voice: "I'm here to discuss Hedar - no, Godard - Hegel with you."
Fu Tingyun:......
"I'm sorry, boss. I really can't act anymore."
Xia Ling threw all the books and DVDs aside and bowed respectfully.
In order to marry him, she pretended to be an artistic/quiet/weak/talented woman for a month, but she couldn't pretend anymore.
"Actually, I only know Tengger."
Fu Tingyun: "... I know."
In the dark.
As the man approached, she heard the sound of her clothes being neatly unbuttoned.
The belt buckled around her wrist.
"Me too." The man's voice was low, rough and passionate.
No, who told her that she liked artistic girls?
Although he is old-fashioned, it does not mean that he is old-fashioned, and the same is true here.
Intention: Love is salvation.
