Master Ou’s Surrogate Ex-wife

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Ou Qingheng raised his hand and patted the door heavily, the voice was deeper and said: "Yao Yiyi, open the door!"

It took about ten consecutive shots before the door was opened from the inside.

Standing in the door, Yao Yiyi, her hair was wet, she was only wearing a bathrobe, her cheeks were blushing because she had just been bathed, and there were unwetted drops of water between her slender and white neck. With the temptation of abstinence.

Seeing Yao Yiyi as if she were hibiscus out of the water, Ou Qingheng's eyes darkened at once, and his throat rolled several times.

Yao Yiyi also noticed his changes, but said in alienation: "Zhou Ou, I'm a little tired."

Ou Qingheng looked down at her, closed the door with one hand, and pressed her against the sofa. Some rough and wide palms touched her cheek, and said lowly: "Why do you get angry today?"

Yao Yiyi pressed his hand against his big, hard chest and said, "It's just tired."

Ou Qingheng quietly looked at Yao Yiyi and said, "It's better to be like this! At first I chose you to marry because I like you indisputably. If you want to fight at the university, then I dare to guarantee that you will end up There is absolutely nothing you can get. "

Yao Yiyi knew that Ou Qingheng was warning her.

Yao Yiyi felt a pain in her heart, but she smiled tirelessly on the face: "Ou, President, don't always remind me, I know our marriage is just a deal, I am sober, I love you Money, you enjoy my body, and occasionally help you deal with unnecessary rotten peach blossoms. "

Ou Qingheng looked at her deeply, as if trying to see a trace of reluctance or falseness in her face.

"Just know it," Ou Qingheng said.

Yao Yiyi suddenly felt a little tired, and couldn't even mention the idea of ​​dealing with Ou Qingheng. She closed her eyes and said, "Ou, I am really tired today. I want to sleep, is it okay?"

Ou Qingheng looked at her condescendingly and suddenly bent over to pick up Yao Yiyi, and put her on the bed tenderly, and then the whole person covered up.

After about an hour and a half, a fierce affair slowly went out.

Yao Yi leaned on Ou Qingheng's chest, absorbing his unique masculine breath, but his eyes were imperceptibly exhausted, his body was tired, but his heart was more tired.

Ou Qingheng naturally noticed her strange appearance, picked her chin and said, "What the **** is wrong with you?"

Yao Yiyi closed her eyes. After a while, she suddenly said: "Her husband, if I have our two little babies, do you want me to give him birth?"

The night was thick, and the loneliness made people speak out. Yao Yiyi subconsciously only wanted to treat Ouqing Heng as a husband who loves her, not as an employer in a transaction.

"You have?" Ou Qingheng's tone was very calm, making people unable to hear what he thought.

"If I really had it, what would you do?" Yao Yiyi asked with his eyes closed. Perhaps in her heart, there are still some hopes that Ou Qingheng can let her give birth to the child.