The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

"I'm thinking is there such a beautiful 'ugly girl' like you?" He thought of the thing that she lied she was extremely ugly and asked him to think twice whether to be with her. Imagining her expressions of teasing him, he wanted to laugh.

"Then Mr. handsome, before meeting me, what kind of image of I in your mind?" Olive was interested in that. They two sat opposite before, but now she moved bit by bit to him, "Come on, tell me it."

"Never think about it." Said Alan.

Being disappointed, Olive stuff her mouth rice.

Alan felt her funny after seeing her look, "That's because no matter what you look like, I wouldn't let you go."

Olive groaned, "Liar! If I'm an ugly girl, I think you have already escaped. Don't try to coax me!"

"Am I that kind of person?" Alan flipped on her head.

He had seen many women who were more beautiful than her. But they were not her, no matter how gorgeous and how sexy they were, his heart would not beat for them. However, he didn't expect that he was such a image in her heart. He had strong desires to beat her or open her head to see what stuff inside.

Olive felt a chill rise from feet. Turning around, she found his face being closer while his hot breath had sprayed on his face.

"Come on, I'm just kidding. Man should not be so mean. Your cold face seemed have frozen me."

She bit her lower lip subconsciously, which lured him to get closer. She had the most softest lips. He thought. Tossing about on her lips, he moved his tongue along the shape of her lips. When she leaned back and was about to fall down, he stretched out and picked her up.

Until she nearly lost her breath, he let her go relucantly. His bright eyes were shining like the stars, "No such kidding, understand? Or I will teach you!"

Olive pursed, "Only me, you dare

while his finger tip stroking on her swollen lips,

a very

the door

not late now.

gave her a glance, 'Tomorrow. The couple need to have room to

thought, then she went to the hall and sat on the sofa to watch TV.

washed some grapes and put them on the table, then sat beside her and skinned for her.

to avoid and escaped his

not satisfied, of course, he wouldn't let her go. So he became closer and the kiss went deeper.

"No violent

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about walking out

regard me as

they went out together.

couples were hanging out in the plot hand by hand. "We'll be like this when we're old." Alan murmured beside her

"Good." Olive smiled.

with you together. Chat with you on the rocking chair, about the smiles and tears. Until we are too old to walk, we are

were similiar, but the scenes of the plots were various. Some old men planted many vegetables.

interested in those plants, "Can you grow

"No." He never did