s:,,"", give more support to the Staircase of the Undead Such a woman obviously has no value.
Maybe her mother-in-law still has some strength, and she also has an affair ex-boyfriend who was beaten like a panda by Albert, but none of this is enough for Albert to endure it.
Cheng Qianxun smiled slightly: "It seems that your wife's prenatal depression is very serious."
She no longer thinks like an ordinary woman.
Maybe other women will be happy for this and wait for the first wife to be divorced. , the empty seats in the East Palace came out.
Thinking of something, I asked tentatively: "Will there be any accidents during her delivery?"
Childbirth is the most dangerous time for a woman, and she is very likely to die due to dystocia.
And babies are also very fragile.
If within a month, the children lose their mother and the newborn child dies, the people across the country will definitely feel sympathy and regret for this sad and good man.
Another advantage is that divorce in this country requires high alimony payments.
Not only does the other party have to get half of the property earned after the marriage, but the alimony payments for the four children should also be astronomical.
Albert smiled and did not answer, and after a long time he slowly said: "You think too much."
It is true that he thinks too much, but it cannot be denied that Albert may not have thought this way.
Not to mention conscience and rules, these people at the top only seek the best way to solve problems and will not consider anything else.
She reminded softly: "You must do what you promised, otherwise the oath will be invalid.
I will not be able to complete the task."
Albert closed his eyes while looking at the computer.
After thinking for a moment, he closed the notebook.
Looking at her: "You and your teammates will die" She nodded, cautiously and firmly: "Yes."
This world cannot allow her to live in it forever, and a result must be given by then.
Albert held his fingers under his lips, looking handsome in contemplation.
The photo he took was enough to be used as a newspaper and magazine cover.
Then the corners of his mouth turned up, with a bit of naughtiness like a big boy: "It's not easy for any man to give up everything at present, if you are destined to leave.
Can you let me keep some good memories?"
Good memories naturally mean. . .
She shook her head: "I can't do it, I already have Sneed.
And you have good memories, and you may not always be able to abide by the oath.
Those who have to abide by it will definitely abide by it; those who don't abide by it, no matter what they are given, they will not be able to abide by it."
It’s useless.”
Albert looked at her and smiled suddenly: "I knew you would be like this."
He opened the laptop lid and continued reading, moving his fingers on the mouse panel and clicking: "If you want to sleep, you can take a rest inside.
Your teammates are also worrying too much..."
If the waiter hadn't been thick-skinned enough when he saw the handsome man dancing in the room.
Can become red.
Albert said that as long as she didn't agree, he wouldn't touch her.
She was indeed tired, so she stood up, walked to the room, finally took a quilt, lay down on the sofa, and fell asleep after a while.
"Cheng.
Wake up."
It was Barron's voice.
She opened her eyes, and Barron was on the other side of the bed calling Albert to get up.
"It's time.
Can you still sleep?"
Albert lay on the bed and turned over in a daze.
"If you eat whatever you want for dinner, you can still sleep for half an hour."
Barron replied.
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"Then make it simple."
Albert raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist.
"Okay."
Barron retreated to another room.
"I only slept for an hour.
It's terrible."
Albert looked slightly dissatisfied and aggrieved, like a student who was busy with studies and lacked sleep.
He turned over again and lay on the bed: "Cheng, can you come over and give me a pat on my back?
You felt so comfortable yesterday."
He also pulled the quilt up to his waist.
Like many white men, he also likes to sleep without clothes.
Barron was in another room, separated only by a wall.
And Albert can be regarded as a gentleman.
Although he also kills people, he has the most basic bottom line of courtesy and behavior towards women, at least towards her.
She was indeed too tired, and she slept for three hours without realizing it, while Albert only slept for one hour.
After thinking about it, she walked over and sat on the edge of the bed just like yesterday, pinching Albert's shoulders and tapping his back.
Long-term exercise has made his skin not as tight as that of young people, but it is much better than that of Barron of the same age.
After all, there are only a few people who can still maintain a figure like Rudolph at the age of forty.
"Well, it's so comfortable.
Use a little more force.
You'd better sit on me."
Albert muttered, making a sound like a lazy cat being brushed.
This is the bed, a bit ambiguous.
She put more force on her fingers, but did not do as she was told.
Albert stood up suddenly, hugged her, turned over and pressed her under him.
The sudden attack shocked her and she shouted seriously: "What are you doing?
Let me go."
Albert, however, had a mischievous smile on his face and acted like a rogue: "No."
I struggled hard, but still couldn't break free.
It is not easy to break free from the shackles of a grown man.
She could only make a face: "Will you let me get up?"
Albert seemed to think about it very seriously, and then answered seriously: "No" This time she was so angry that she rolled her eyes.
This damn man, this damn mission, why would Heaven put such things and people in her hands?
Albert lay down directly, his body pressed against hers, his arms hugged her tightly, and his head was beside her ear.
"Get out of the way, I can't even breathe."
She could only find an excuse, and it was indeed heavy, which made her voice change: "Do you know how heavy you are?"
Albert refused to leave, and still held her tightly, motionless.
What do you want to do now?
If someone comes in, they will definitely get the wrong idea.
Albert doesn't even have any clothes on.
She was ashamed and annoyed, but there was nothing she could do against this man.
Even if she wanted to kill him, she would need a weapon.
She had not yet reached the level of killing someone with bare hands.
Besides, there is no reason to kill this man now.
They just held her and pressed her on the bed.
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He softened his tone helplessly: "Is it okay?
Can I get up?"
"No!"
Unexpectedly, Albert snorted.
The voice was so cute that it could melt a woman's heart: "It feels so comfortable, this is good."
Could it be that in the remaining twenty minutes, this guy planned to sleep with her in his arms like this?
Albert must have taken a shower before going to bed.
There was a faint scent of shower gel mixed with the original smell of his body, and it smelled good.
Caucasians have more developed hair glands and need to take a shower every day.
Otherwise, the smell on your body can kill you, even if you wash it twice a day, morning and night.
But after washing it, there was a smell that was not found on men of the same kind.
Exuding strong hormones.
Maybe this is what experts call body odor expressing a person's genes.
The more different the genes, the more attractive body odor is.
"Hey, hey" he shouted twice softly.
But it didn't work.
Hold her like a pillow.
Albert's breathing was even and a little heavier, as if he was really asleep.
I couldn't push it away, and my embarrassment turned into anger and fun.
Okay, so be it, so be it.
Anyway, the bed was soft enough, and it was indeed a little difficult to breathe under the pressure, but it wasn't suffocating.
Otherwise, is there any other way?
Is it possible to shout loudly?
Have the barron next door or hotel staff come in to help and push this guy to the side.
If this news spreads.
Then the headlines on the front page tomorrow might be: The senatorial candidate is sleeping with a woman, looking ambiguous. . .
By then, no matter how generous Sneijder is, he will be half angry to death.
Just close your eyes and fall asleep He was not used to sleeping on his stomach.
Soon after, Albert moved and woke up.
The first thing he did was to look at the watch on his wrist.
The movement also woke her up: "Is the time up?"
"It's been over a long time ago."
Albert rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingers, still very sleepy.
"Get up soon, call him quickly."
She said quickly.
"It's okay."
Albert turned to smile and looked down at her: "They must have canceled some arrangements again, or helped me deal with it.
Otherwise Barron will definitely come and call me."
It seemed something was wrong.
Looking at those beautiful dark blue eyes, she didn't dare to move.
She stammered and found an excuse: "I, I want to go to the toilet."
"Well, okay."
After Albert finished speaking, he did not let her go, but lowered his head. . .
The lips touched each other again.
Needless to say, this guy is very skilled at sucking, sucking, licking, and sipping, which can make a woman forget everything else and get lost in it. . .
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But he learned well and knew that if he didn't want to be bitten, it was better not to use his tongue.
After the long kiss ended, Albert raised his head with a mischievous smile on his face.
No woman would be angry with such a kiss and such a man.
Looking at this man while panting, one can imagine the complexity in his heart.
Just as he was thinking about what to say, Albert turned over, accidentally let go of her, and went to the side to start getting dressed.
She quickly got up and fled to the bathroom.
My eyes didn't dare to take a look at Albert, who was dressing unhurriedly, although there were very few men who were a sight to see in their clothes.
"Hurry up, I still need to wash my face."
Albert said from behind.
"Okay" she responded casually, entered the bathroom, turned on the light and closed the door.
Looking at himself in the mirror, his cheeks were slightly red.
I turned on the faucet, used all the cold water, and washed my face vigorously, and then I felt a little calmer.
He took a dry towel and dried his face.
Since she was going to the toilet, she wanted to let it out, so she flushed the toilet again and then walked out.
Albert was already dressed, in a suit and tie, and Barron had also come over, and the two of them were looking at the tablet.
From the charming person just now, he suddenly turned into a fully armed political rookie in less than five minutes.
Albert seemed to have completely forgotten everything that had just happened.
He looked at the tablet and said wisely and calmly: "Cheng, I have something else to do and I can't take care of you.
There are drinks nearby and fast food will be delivered shortly."
Then he clicked his finger on the flat LCD screen and asked Barron: "Are you sure the problem cannot be corrected?"
"Yes," Barron replied affirmatively: "It's not easy to get questions.
The TV station has a strong background."
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