The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

He was right. If he wanted it, she couldn't escape. The disparity in strength between men and women was predestined.

Hearing the voice of the breath herself, after all there were some trembling in her heart. He was the only person who had touched her over the years, when he was blind.

But after five years, she can still clearly remember the first time, he was so silly, like a young boy. She felt only pain, but the urge to surrender herself to him made it sweet.

The memory of her body floated in the clouds, his face, his hair wet with sweat, pressed close to his forehead, only to feel his heavy breath burning all her senses. Her invisible eyes were like shining black gems, making her feel the intersection with his eyes, and then her face turned red.

At that time, I was really headstrong. I loved someone regardless of the cause and effect. I didn't even think about what to do if the operation failed.

Young love, always so pure and clean, unlike now, has too many worries.

Alan’s touching, Olive did not feel bad, even there were some desire in her deep heart, she was a normal woman, in the face of the man once loved and has never put down, how can she be so indifferent.

Olive opened her eyes in a daze. It took her a long time to falter. "you..."

Alan has turned over and down, by the way straighten her scattered

voice was mellow and lonely. "but not now, and not in this way.

"You can't have another woman but me. If I find out you have one, I'll castrate you, so you can't harm the world."

I kept my promise,

from her forehead, covering her faces on either side. She wanted to say something to him, but it was on

suddenly extinguished

out his arm, grabbed her waist, took

five years of time, separated by the identity in a distance.

of time, she did not sleep, leaning on his arms and dare not to move, pretending to sleep, hearing him gradually light breathing.

"One day, I will find out all your secrets. You can't run away, girl." His lips pressed against her ear,

were sour, and silent tears welled

and big secrets with you when you got your sight back. But after many

her body, looking for

bushy eyebrows, with long, clear lashes. The outline of the face was smooth, the straight bridge of the nose was perfect, the perfect lip shape

incredulous, that she could touch his stubble

probably a little uncomfortable, Alan slightly moved, the cover on his body, along his movements, was kicked from him.