President, my wife has returned to her mother's house

Chapter 124 You will be jealous of me

On the way downstairs in the elevator with him, Wenhua thought of Secretary Yang again.

Pursing her lips, she said as if unintentionally: "What's the name of Secretary Yang who just came to pick me up?"

The man looked sideways at her, "What's wrong?"

"I just think she has a strong working ability, which is very impressive."

Xi Mo nodded, "She is the most capable person in the secretarial team. She is very down-to-earth and an excellent employee."

Wen Hua loosened the hand she was holding in her pocket, "It can be seen."

The standard of the company's restaurant is very high, and the food is not inferior to other restaurants at all. Therefore, employees like to eat in the company, and the people who eat there are very popular.

Although there is a dining room dedicated to the president, many employees still caught a glimpse of the president's wife during the process of entering the restaurant.

On the way back in the car, Xiao Tuanzi kept sharing today's interesting things with Xi Mo, and the chatter was very lively.

In comparison, Wen Hua seemed a bit quiet. Xi Mo didn't notice it at first because she wasn't usually a talkative person.

But his keen sixth sense allowed him to detect the excessively quiet and low pressure on her body.

"Physical discomfort?"

Wen Hua raised her eyes and said, "Maybe it's because I just drank a cold drink and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

Xi Mo Mo Tong looked at her for a while, "Go back and find some medicine for you."

"Ah."

As soon as he got home, Xiaotuanzi wanted to go to the game room to play games. Wen Hua originally wanted to go, but Xi Mo asked her to go upstairs to rest because she was not feeling well, while Xiaotuanzi watched cartoons in the living room.

Seeing that the child was watching cartoons attentively, he asked his aunt to take care of him and went upstairs to see Wen Hua.

"Drink some hot water."

Wen Hua took a sip and said, "I feel better after taking medicine just now."

Xi Mo sat beside her bed and looked directly at her, "What do you want to ask?"

She paused and looked up.

Their eyes met, the man's dark eyes were focused, and he spoke slowly and calmly, "Secretary Yang's name is Yang Jishi. She was transferred to the president's office for one year. She has been following me since she was in Switzerland. I saw that she is serious about her work and simple-minded, so I have kept her like this. .”

Wen Hua's hands on the quilt gently scratched the fabric, "Oh."

"Some of the secretaries I had used before were restless and were dismissed. Those who can stay with me must be trustworthy people with good ability and character."

Although he explained this to reassure her, Wen Hua still felt a little complicated when she heard him praise other women so much.

Secretary Yang has no small ideas, what about him?
He admires and recognizes her so much, and meets her every day. Wouldn't he have other feelings for his capable and beautiful subordinate?
Since Secretary Yang is the most capable at work, would he have taken her with him on business trips before?

"She has a girlfriend."

The man whispered in his ear.

Wen Hua was stunned and slowly opened her lips, "You mean?"

"Ah."

Xi Mo continued, "I only have eyes for my wife, everyone else is the same to me."

The air was quiet for a while.

Wen Hua lowered her eyes and whispered, "I didn't ask you anything."

"I can see that you are not in a high mood. After thinking about it, I only found out that you suddenly asked about Secretary Yang in the elevator. At that time, I thought you were just asking casually. I didn't answer well because I am stupid."

"No, I just feel quiet because I have a stomachache." She pretended to be stupid.

"I'm very happy," Xi Mo rubbed her green-white fingers and said in a low voice, "You will be jealous of me."

"...I said no."

Xi Mo looked at her with his deep eyes for a long time, and there was a smile on his lips.

That look was so endearing that Wen Hua couldn't resist even after looking at it for two seconds.

"Does your stomach still hurt? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

"Much better, no need."

"My technique is very professional. I'll rub it for you to help you sleep better at night," he paused and added in a low and magnetic voice, "It's free."

"Really not."

"Yes," he coaxed softly, "Lie down."

Under gentle yet strong pressure, Wen Hua lay on her back on the bed and let his big hands rub her belly.

Her belly was so soft that you could feel it through a layer of pure cotton fabric. It was like glutinous rice bread, which would escape softly as soon as you pressed it down.

"Don't breathe in, don't shrink." He rubbed her skillfully. Because she was ticklish, Wenhua always shrank her stomach. After he said this, she turned her head away from him, exposing the pink tips of her ears.

"Done yet?"

"No, you really have some air inside you. I need to rub it away."

During this period, Wen Hua couldn't stand the itch anymore, so she reached out to push his wrist, but she couldn't push it.

"Don't be naughty. I'll rub it for you and it won't make you uncomfortable." The man said in a calm voice.

She really deserved it.

Wen Hua had no choice but to turn her head away from him and let him continue rubbing her.

When Xi Mo saw that she had given up struggling, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. In fact, he originally just wanted to rub her casually, but who knew that her intestines and stomach were really blocked, so he did his best to rub her.

Plus, a woman’s belly feels really good.

It's much softer than expected, and you don't want to move it away when you touch it.

She was lying on the bed obediently and letting him rub her belly. She looked really soft, her ears were red, her profile was delicate, and her slender waist looked so weak that it could break at a single break under the big palms.

After watching for a while, his eyes gradually darkened.

His hands unknowingly lifted the hem of her underwear, and her white belly came into view. Only the dazzling white of her jade-like skin was left. Without the protection of her clothes, the warm and smooth touch was more real.

Wen Hua was startled, "You..."

"This will have a better effect." It was still a serious tone, but the ending was a bit muted.

The hand addiction was over, and the fire in his body was burning brightly.

If it continued, it would get out of control again. Wen Hua held his hand and pushed it out, "Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

The man was unmoved.

Her voice was a little urgent, "You hurt me."

After being called by her, Xi Mo's rationality returned a little. When he lowered his eyes, he saw that her fair skin was covered with red finger marks.

He was startled and quickly let go of her.

It really didn’t take much effort. How could she just touch it...

Once again he realized how delicate her skin was and how easy it was to leave marks. He had to be more careful in the future, he thought to himself.

"I'm sorry, who made you...feel so good?"

Wen Hua blushed and pulled the quilt, "You... get out..."

The man sighed softly from his throat, and his tone suggested, "Can't you really be accommodating?"

There is a tenderness in his deep eyes. This kind of look is difficult to see in the eyes of this cold and strong man. Most of him is calm and bottomless.

He must have been a male vixen in his previous life, and he knew how to use his own advantages to get what he wanted.

She couldn't help but accuse, "Why is your mind filled with... messy things?"

These words successfully made the man narrow his eyes, "If I didn't have any desire for you, you would really cry. Who can marry a wife who looks like a monk like me?"

The person on the bed was quiet for a moment, and said in a calm voice, "You insisted on marrying me. I was so boring to begin with. If you regret it now, you can..."

Wei Liang's soft lips closed up, cutting off her words in her throat.

His breath invaded her, and he kissed and bit her unreasonably, with urgency.

After the teeth were broken and even the breath was taken away, Wen Hua noticed the displeasure in the kiss.

After a long time, he let go of her and lay on top of her, panting slowly, his dark eyes deep, "What are the unfinished words?"

Wen Hua subconsciously pursed her lips and did not dare to speak.

(End of this chapter)