President Fu's new wife

Chapter 152 The City Willingly (4)
The dark yellow light was indeed warmer than white, and even her little face was always hot.

"She said that the man who went on a business trip the second day after his wedding must have a splendid private life."

Her little face is about to be cooked, her private life...

Looking at her with scorching eyes, he continued, "What do you think?"

She raised her eyes, looked at him but was speechless for a long time, just smiled awkwardly, lowered her eyes: "What?"

"Do you also think that your husband has a splendid private life?" He repeated, so persistently.

Now, she just looked at him obsessively, but she couldn't think of anything.

She doesn't know about his private life.

She least likes to speculate about other people's lives.

So he smiled and said, "I believe in you!"

He didn't speak any more, but Xiao looked at her happily, the light in his eyes was like a ferocious beast, ready to attack her at any time.

He held up the red wine and drank it by himself. When the red wine entered his mouth, the astringent taste made him suddenly want to kiss Fangze.

But it takes effort to think that there are important things to do tonight: "Eat something first!" He whispered.

Zhuo Xing ate the western food he ordered from the hotel, but he couldn't taste it.

I always feel that the gaze from the opposite side is too wild.

Always nervous unconsciously.

However, now there is really no way out.

Tonight, it doesn't matter whether he is a beast or anything else, she, a little white rabbit, will be eaten.

He didn't deliberately conceal his intentions, and believed that women in their 20s who had given birth already understood his thoughts, but his deep black eyes kept staring at his prey and reluctantly moved away.

After eating, she put down the knife and fork and stood up. He didn't know if she was so nervous and wanted to escape, so he just said: "Have you eaten?"

When she heard the voice, she raised her eyes in panic and looked up at his burning eyes, her breathing stopped.

He stretched out his long arms casually, and his thin lips moved slightly. He was about to say something, but she stopped him.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, it suddenly occurred to him that the birthday gift I bought for him hadn't been given to him yet: "Wait a minute, I'll get something!"

As she spoke, she turned around and hurried to the stairs. He sat there with his long legs folded, his black eyes staring coldly at the woman who was fleeing in a panic.

Those careful preparations on the stairs, of course, he would not let his efforts be in vain.

As a successful businessman, he naturally has his sinister methods.

When he has paid enough, he will never allow himself to fail, and would rather die than die.

Hawkeye just watched quietly as the upstairs bedroom was opened and the door was left open.

With slightly lowered eyes, complex emotions flashed by, and the cup in his hand was gently placed on the dining table. This night, there was nothing to do except one thing.

He wanted her, it was a deal.

Whether she likes it or not.

She opened the drawer of the bedside table and picked up the birthday present she bought that day, and she was a little glad to see that it was still intact.

He stood at the door and looked at her relieved appearance, staring straight at her back.

She got up, and was about to go out with the gift, but in a blink of an eye, she met the sharp eyes he had already prepared.

His tall figure blocked the door and also blocked the light outside.

The door panel was easily closed by him, just gently.

Her heart swayed fiercely. Seeing his imminence, she knew that he must have thought she was avoiding her, and said in a low voice, "I bought you a birthday present that day!"

Tell me the reason for coming up in a hurry, they don't know too much about each other, and she hopes there will be less misunderstandings.

Even their bedroom is freezing in this warm summer.

She choked up slightly, looking at him with honesty in her eyes.

His indifferent eyes returned to warmth in an instant, and he walked up to take the fairly delicate gift wrapped in her hand.

Sexy fingers opened the box, and inside was a black pen.

Fu Zhi raised her eyes slightly, and she looked at the pen: "I don't know what to buy. You gave me a watch last year, but I can't return it this year. Maybe you don't like it, no..." Relationship, if you don't like it, you don't have to accept it.

"I love so much!"

He thought she had long forgotten about it.

Zhuo Xing raised his eyes, his clear eyes were attracted by his indifferent and deep eyes, he said he liked it very much.

She had already made a plan to retreat even if she was embarrassed.

His deep black eyes just looked at her so directly, and there was something in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

He closed the box again and threw it on the quilt on the bed.

He took her hand and pulled her to his eyes. When he felt the gentle little woman against his firm skin, he lowered his eyes and looked at her shy appearance: "Zhuo Xing, are you ready?"

His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of scaring her.

She bit her lips suddenly, the shy expression on her face became more and more serious, and her nervous palms were covered with sweat.

Now that she is not ready, even if he is not ready, she will not let her go, she nodded vigorously.

Sexy fingers hooked her delicate chin, making her eyes meet his black eyes that were as agile as a cheetah unsuspectingly.

The long eyelashes lowered slowly, and the light in front of her eyes became darker and darker. Soon, her gentle lips were gently kissed.

At that moment, her nervous heart skipped half a beat and trembled.

He didn't know how excited she was when he said he liked the pen, but how sad she felt when he closed the box and threw it on the bed.

He seemed to be trying to make up for something.

And her heart was so sour.

She didn't know when there seemed to be beautiful light music playing in the bedroom, but she was extremely nervous.

The feeling of being about to suffocate but still being alive is very painful and has an indescribable feeling.

In the dark, everything is so warm.

Only she choked up several times nervously.

This time, he was a little impatient for waiting.

After nearly 30 years of living, she was no more than this woman after all.

This is one of the few major events in life that can be fulfilled right now.

There is no unswerving promise in this life.

There is no outpouring of who loves whom.

Only she knew how long the night was.

The bouquet of flowers by the window was still blooming quietly, as if the ambiguous sounds in this room could not reach my ears.

The big bed was a mess.

He hugged her tightly, looked at her tiredness, lowered his head and ate everything into his mouth.

So she didn't even dare to cry, and gradually her breathing became calm.

He raised his hand, holding her face with two big palms, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his sexy thumbs: "Is it better now?"

(End of this chapter)