753 Good Yingluo, give me Yingluo
âUh-huh, uh-huh?â
The puppy, who had been forgotten on the sofa, only dared to make two pitiful âwuhmmâ sounds that were even softer than a catâs meow.
He wanted to remind âMamaâ to be careful that there was a poor little thing here who couldnât get off the sofa.
However,âMamaâ was clearly so mesmerized by âPapaâ that she had completely forgotten that her âthree-year-oldâ had been forgotten on the sofa.
Woof! Woof! Woof! San San pitifully leaned on the edge of the sofa. She wanted to call âMamaâ back, but she didnât dare to.
Oh, my âdaddyâsâ eyes are so cold and scary. I donât dare, I donât dare to be angry.
Just like that, the little fighter,âli Sansuiâ, wriggled his chubby butt and snuggled back into the sofa.
Its depressed little eyes could only lock on to the stairway.
He hoped that his âMamaâ would suddenly have a conscience and that he would carry her upstairs.
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Mama, whom âSan Sanâ had high hopes for, was currently being charmed by her âcold and brutalâ father. She was placed on the big bed in the bedroom.
Li junyuâs gaze was deep as he examined everything.
This time, the door was locked.
The third brother, Jun che, should be obediently staying in his room at this moment.
Without their own orders, they would not dare to come out and cause trouble.
There was no need to worry about Ling Nan and the housekeeper. They were very tactful and would definitely not disturb him.
And the only one who might cause trouble, the cute little puppy, was also deliberately left on the sofa in the living room.
The stupid dogâs legs were ridiculously short, and it was impossible for it to jump off the sofa on its own.
Everything was perfect.
His eyes darkened.
Li junyuâs deep eyes were fixed on the little kitten that he had placed on the big bed.
Under the European-styled bed curtain, the girl was deeply buried in the soft bed.
She was wearing a cute pink nightgown that she was wearing at home. The hem of her top had long been messed up by him.
It revealed a small section of her white and slender waist that made oneâs imagination run wild.
At the collar area, her collarbones could be seen.
It was covered with hickeys that he had personally branded every night before he went to bed and after he got up in the morning.
The young girlâs soft and shiny long hair was let down like the best silk, setting off her beautiful and lovely little face, making her even more pitiful.
Mengmeng, be good and let me clean you up, â he looked at her and said seriously.
Ruan Mengmeng subconsciously tugged at the collar of her pajamas, dumbfounded.
I want you, Yingluo, â he said again.
His voice was low and magnetic, but it was filled with endless gentleness.
The young girlâs almond-shaped eyes flickered. At this moment, it was as if all the rejections were stuck in her throat and she could no longer say them.
They were husband and wife, legally married.
The man in front of her was her husband, the closest man in the world.
Ruan Mengmeng lay on the big bed and looked up at the man who had taken off his coat, suit, and shirt and was now pressing his body against hers.
Li junyuâs face was still calm and cold, but his eyes were already burning with desire as he looked at her.
That was his greed for her.
The desire to get a woman.
Li junyu had indeed promised ruan zhaotian that he would not have any further developments with Mengmeng.
However, from Lord tyrantâs perspective, it was just a negotiation technique.
He did not think that ruan zhaotianâs opinion was correct.
He would be with Mengmeng forever. She would always be his Mrs. Li and he would give Mengmeng a promising future.
The manâs well-defined fingers undid the last button of the girlâs pajamas.
His large palm went up and hooked the shoulder strap of the pink bra âŠ
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