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Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 550

Hand in hand, the two ran out from inside the bar and onto the deck outside, where Rosemary covered her stomach and laughed out loud.

Watching Rosemary laugh without stopping, Wilson rubbed the tip of his nose, waited for her, and said, "Is that so funny?"

If not to make her happy, would he have let those women eat tofu?

Rosemary looked at Wilson, whose face was so stinky, "I'm afraid this is the most humiliating time for you! I didn't expect that the president of The Grant Group would also be openly eaten by someone!"

When you think of the women who just kept showing their enchanting bodies around him, while he was gloomy with a handsome face, wanting to vent and having nowhere to vent, it's not mention how amusing it was.

"Seeing your own husband let other women keep eating tofu, you don't come to the rescue even if it's okay, but also gloating on the sidelines, not afraid of your husband I was abducted by those people!"

It is very helpless to look at his wife, really can not see, always look gentle and virtuous she actually has such a side.

Bristling and raising an eyebrow, he said, "I'm not worried, if you don't even have such determination, then how can I be assured that I'm in your hands!"

Listening to her words, Wilson's lips curled, "That's what I love to hear!"

Standing on the deck, Wilson just hold her, quietly looking into the distance, the evening sea special Susan, soft sea breeze blowing slowly, as if a feather across the heart of the lake.

The sea kept crashing against the bottom of the tanker, occasionally emitting the crisp sound of the waves, as if it were that beautiful melody.

"It's so beautiful here!"

Leaning in Wilson's arms, Rosemary raised her head to the sky, the night has quietly fallen, the sky is dotted with stars like a sea of stars, let a person look at the reverie a lot.

Looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, Rosemary suddenly thought of this poem, "The moon is born on the sea, the sky is the same at this time!"

"Well, it does look beautiful! It would be even more beautiful if we did something more!"

"Ah ......"

Tilting his head up, his lips were gagged.

The large palm clasps the back of her head, and the tongue of fire slides into her mouth like a broken bamboo, slowly prying open her shell teeth and sucking in the breath that belongs to her.

Rosemary's hands slowly wrapped around his neck, and both of them hated each other into their bodies to release the pleasure in their hearts.

In this moment, all things seem to stand still, as if there are only two people between heaven and earth.

On the deck, Rosemary lay on a lounge chair to one side, looking at Wilson with a smile on her face.

The wind blowing on the sea she felt a little cool, from time to time you can smell the cool taste of sea water, looking at the vast sea in front of her, Rosemary suddenly felt that the sea used to describe the sea is really not too much.

Wilson turned his head, looked at Rosemary with her eyes closed, and said, "How about that? It's beautiful to lie on the deck and look at the view, isn't it?"

"Well, the mood is very serene!" Rosemary said, turning over to look at Wilson, "Do you think it will be more fun down there than up there?"

"There's a theater down there and all kinds of acrobatic shows with a wide variety, so if you want to go down and see that, then we'll check it out later."

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