Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 501: Cooking for Her

Ellie sat on the bed, nodding obediently. She slightly blushed, looking quite pretty. Others probably misunderstood that she was shy, but in fact, it was because she was overexcited.

The script holder wiped off the sweat. He had been working in the movie business for so many years, but this was the first time that he saw such a weird scene. Nico looked extremely reluctant, but Miss Jones was...

“Clap!” The shooting started.

Nico kissed Ellie again while staring at her tenderly. When the camera conversed, he held Ellie’s head with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist. Bending down slowly, he kissed Ellie’s lips.

Right then, Ellie woke up from the coma. In a panic, she pushed him away. “What are you doing? How can you do this to me, Nick?”

“I love you. Don’t you know how much I love you? Martina, I loved you so much. Why can’t I make you mine?” Nico looked extremely sad as if he would lose his mind at any time.

“But I don’t love you. I love Jack. My heart and my body belong to him only...”

“No! You don’t belong to him! You can’t say that to me. You are mine! You can only be mine!”

Nico held her tightly, kissing and biting on her beautiful body rudely, leaving marks that belonged to him.

“Ouch! Ouch!... Stop it!...”

“You lied to me. You like me as well. Look how your body reacts.”

Nico kissed from Ellie’s red lips all the way downward, from her collarbones to her lower abdomen, and then to the mysterious private part...

“Ah... Ah... Let go of me! Let go...”

“Don’t lie. You also want me, don’t you? You want me to get into you, don’t you?” Nico reached out two fingers and reached them into her vagina mercilessly, rudely.

“Ah-- My god--” Ellie couldn’t help but scream.

“Aha... Stop it... Don’t...” She struggled.

“Why do you refuse it? You bit me so hard that you didn’t want me to leave yesterday, didn’t you...” With an evil smile, Nico sped up the movements on his fingers.

(All the above plots were upon the dislocation shooting.)

“Gosh! My goodness...” Ellie bit her bottom lip. “Hmm... Huh... Let go... Let go of me... You... You damned bastard. What do you want? Do you want to rape me? Jack will definitely kill you...” Ellie panted excitedly while carefully suppressing the expectation in her eyes.

“Cut!” The director couldn’t stand it any longer. He said in a very euphemistic tone, “Miss Jones, you are being raped now, so you can scream more sadly and bitterly...”

that she had moaned too pleasantly and acted too

long ago and scolded her. However, this lady had a strong backer, whom he couldn’t afford

“I see. Director, let’s try again. I received this opportunity too hurriedly.

her suggestion of trying again,

...

cell phone. While playing, she suddenly sniffed. “Oh, it smells so

into the room, putting down the plate on the table. Looking at the woman on the bed, he smiled dotingly. “Your nose works as well as a puppy’s. You could smell

is a puppy nose! I’m just

I asked the kitchen to prepare some food. Hurry up and get up

It’s really crisp fried

She trotted towards the table. In a hurry, Emmett pulled her to stop. Pinching her nose, he reminded her, “You forgot again. Go

her eyes on him, ignoring him

it forcibly, sensing something wrong. She took another bite and ensured it wasn’t the problem of her

who cooked

he answered so fast as if he had expected her

to offend their

Why?

tastes awful,” Elaine answered directly, which was quite

was darkened. He tried a bite himself and then cursed in a low

you are the so-called ‘French chef’?” Elaine asked

instantly. He put down the chopsticks and grabbed the bowl from her hands. He said hurriedly, “It tastes like shit. Stop eating it. I’ll ask

kitchen? I’ll

fault. I swear I strictly followed the instructions...” Emmett explained reluctantly. He felt quite weird -- he could easily understand any numbers, any weapons,

see. It’s normal for a man not to be able to cook. If you are even better at cooking than I am, I’ll be so stressed.” Elaine felt so complacent that she almost burst into laughter. It turned out that Bad-bear Smith also couldn’t do something,

Elaine walked into the kitchen. Rolling up her sleeves, she was ready to show all

a pair of hands wrapped around her waist. Then

“Let go of me.”

would never let go of her

mind. I’ll never let go of you,” he

you don’t let go, the eggs

heaved a sigh, wrapped it around her waist, and

down! I haven’t

know how much I suffer when the addiction breaks out? Just now, when I watched you cooking, do you know how much I want you... I want to press you below my body and

...

help blushing, and her heart hammered. “You

nasty. But I only fantasy you.” Emmett bit her earlobe. “You know what? In my

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