Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1259

"You are nonsense ... who tempted ..." she stammered, her heartbeat "thumping" faster.

He smiled wickedly and unbuttoned her chest uniform one by one.

"There is something called uniform temptation, you have not heard of it?"

Her brain "boom", only then reacted to his meaning! Damn man, the brain filled with these improper things.

"Get up, let go of me, if you don't get up I ..."

She struggled and resisted, but her words were lost in the sudden kiss he dropped.

This time, he kissed sharply, as if he had no patience left, only impatience. It was almost as if he was tearing into her. Like a hungry leopard that has caught its prey and immediately wants to eat her into its belly.

The buttons on her chest were all open, her clothes were half faded, and all the effort of dressing just now was wasted.

His large, restless palms ignited waves of flame on her body.

"Hmm." Her eyes were open and she was staring at him, damn man, he wasn't going to do whatever he wanted to her here. There was a press conference later, her clothes, her hair all messed up, what was she going to do?

She pushed him hard.

And he was unmoved.

Night falls, outside the sky dull down, there is still more than an hour before the launch. The lounge has not been turned on, the hazy gray feeling, more likely to make people reverie.

"Knock, knock." Suddenly, there was a knock on the door from outside.

Finally pulling Luther's sanity back a point.

"Are you there? Dinner is being delivered." It was the staff of the press conference working group that brought over dinner.

"But I'm hungry too, what should I do?" Luther's voice became more and more evil, "I've been hungry for four years, and I've gone crazy with hunger. What should I do? The stimulation I just received was so strong that I couldn't stand it anymore. I feel like I'm going to die now. What to do? The time left is barely enough. I know it's not a good time, but ..."

Joyce's pretty face became even redder, so hot that she could almost boil an egg.

He's all talk about tigers and wolves.

I can't even listen to it!

He leaned over, close to her, almost pleading in tone, "I'm a normal man, help me, okay?"

She was speechless, "..."

"How can I help?" She could not bite her tongue off as she asked.

Why did she take his words.