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

Chapter 192 You make me worry

Wen Hua's eyes were like stars, and she asked him, "Do you like it?"

The turbulent waves caused by this New Year's gift are all blocked in the chest cavity, and the strong and powerful beating heart seems to be implicated by countless threads, and the slightest feeling can be sensitively transmitted to the brain.

The beauty shines under the moon.

The beautiful women under the fireworks are even more charming and charming, which is extremely fascinating.

Each eyebrow and one eye look are as if they were carefully copied by the most outstanding artist. Every stroke is just right. Just one look at it makes your heart melt.

No matter how many times he sees her, she still manages to amaze him again and again.

In his previous life, he must have been a goblin who specialized in seducing people, or a witch who knew how to bewitch people. She had the ability to hook him like a poison.

"Yeah." Mo Tong stared at her beautiful eyebrows and her throat rolled slightly.

After waiting for a while, he didn't say anything else. Although Wen Hua was a little disappointed, she understood it in her heart.

He is originally a person who is indifferent to emotions and is difficult to be affected by his emotions. It is not easy for him to show an expression of surprise and joy.

She saw the stars in his eyes just now, which meant that he still liked this gift.

After watching the fireworks, Wen Hua was about to go home. When she looked at Xi Mo, he was pressing his temple with his right hand and seemed uncomfortable.

Wen Hua came over and asked in a slightly anxious voice: "Do you have a headache?"

"Ah."

"Did the cold wind cause sequelae?"

"Maybe."

"Does it hurt?"

He frowned slightly, "I can bear it, but it may not be time to rush. I want to find a place to rest."

He really needs a good rest like this, and it looks like he will have to spend the night outside tonight.

Wen Hua helped him stand up, "There happens to be the Wen family's hotel nearby. I'll take you there. Please bear with me."

"Ah."

Xi Mo let her hold him, leaning most of his weight on her, and walked not far from the restaurant to the hotel owned by the Wen family.

Wen's Hotel occupies a great location. We booked the hotel on New Year's Eve because there were many people in the city center for New Year's Eve. When they arrived, they were told that the presidential suite had been booked out.

The hotel manager's eyes lit up when he saw Wen Hua. He didn't expect that the eldest lady and Xi would come from the hotel today. He immediately wanted to find someone to coordinate a presidential suite, but Wen Hua stopped him.

"No need to bother, just find a suitable room. He's a little uncomfortable and needs a rest."

The manager nodded repeatedly, "Okay, in addition to the presidential suite, there are several couples' suites that are also very good. I will take you there."

Taking them outside the couples-themed room, the manager showed a decent smile and said, "Except for the presidential suite, this one is the best."

Wen Hua had always stayed in the presidential suite before. She had never stayed in a couple's suite in her own hotel. She took a look at the door and saw that the environment was not bad. "Okay, it's okay. I remember there is a doctor in the hotel. Could you please ask a doctor to come up and give me a check-up?" Let him take a look."

The manager's eyes swept over Mr. Xi who was leaning against the eldest lady. He glanced quickly and did not dare to look at her more. "Okay, I'll call the doctor on duty right now."

It's really strange. Isn't the legendary Mr. Xi a big shot who is indifferent, tough and strategizing?

The frail and beautiful man with slightly drooped eyelids just now, supported by the eldest lady, as if he would fall down if the wind blows, is he really Mr. Xi?
The manager thought as he walked, and it turned out that the rumors were not credible.

Mr. Xi is obviously a cold-faced and soft-hearted man who loves to cling to his wife.

But having said that, the eldest lady in their family is really a fairy-like figure. She looks like that, and she is marrying a handsome man who is the only one in a million, and she is the right match.When the two of them stood together, neither of them could help but say that they were a match made in heaven.

Good-looking people and good-looking people are so eye-catching together.

After inserting the card into the battery slot, the room suddenly became brighter, and I could clearly see the decoration and layout of the room.

The size of the room is not inferior to that of the Presidential Suite. The floor is covered with thick carved carpets. The round bed in the center of the room has hazy veils. There are two retro and exquisite wall lamps beside the bed. The warm yellow light pours on the big bed, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere. atmosphere.

As soon as I entered the room, I smelled a charming fragrance. It was different from the high-end fragrance in the presidential suite. This fragrance was richer, but not pungent. It gave me a warm and cozy feeling when I breathed it in.

Wenhua understood after seeing the scented candles in the exquisite chandelier tray on the table.

No wonder it is a love hotel. The design and atmosphere are indeed very strong and romantic.

Fu Ximo sat on the sofa. She went to get a glass of warm water. The large rose gold wine cabinet next to the water dispenser attracted her attention.

Through the glass door, she saw a bottle of wine she liked very much.

Louis XIII, I really want to drink.

Passing the water to Xi Mo, she asked with concern: "Does your head still hurt?"

The person leaning on the sofa opened his eyes and drank the warm water she gave him obediently. His eyes caught sight of Louis XIII on her table, "You want a drink?"

"I'll just drink a little."

Afraid that he would not allow her to drink, Wen Hua added, "I'm not going back. It won't hurt if I drink a little. Drinking in moderation is good for your health, and I really like Louis XIII. I haven't tasted it in almost two years."

Seeing the sincerity and eagerness in her eyes, Xi Mo realized that she was afraid that he would not let her drink. He chuckled in a casual tone, "Drink if you want. I can't stop you."

After getting permission, Wen Hua happily poured half a cup.

“Delicious~”

She was in a happy mood, with the corners of her mouth curved in pleasure.

After drinking half the cup, she planned to stop, but when she saw Xi Mo taking a nap with her eyes closed, she licked the corners of her mouth and poured half the cup quietly.

Afraid that he would open his eyes and discover that she drank this cup very quickly.

Just after drinking, the man opened his eyes to look.

She put down the cup without blushing or heartbeat, and chatted with him matter-of-factly, "If you hadn't been in a bad mood for drinking just after you were discharged from the hospital, I would have poured you some. It's a pity that you can't drink such good wine now." .”

She didn't know if the alcohol was causing her delusion, but Xi Mo's eyes seemed to be getting darker and darker, lingering with a sense of interest.

"Your head doesn't hurt anymore, um——"

Without warning, a deep kiss took her breath away.

His lips and tongue were filled with the aroma of wine and the clear and strong taste of men, and the alcohol seemed to make him even more addictive.

Wen Hua grabbed his clothes and kissed him back tentatively.

Her gentleness was like water, her sweetness and softness, and her initiative were all stimulating his reason.

Xi Mo breathed heavily, and let go of her a second before his rationality collapsed. His voice was as seductive as fine wine, "I've tasted it. Louis XIII tastes really good."

Wen Hua's face was like autumn water, and her eyes were shining as she looked at him, "What about me?"

The man looked at her face with flushed face and slit eyes with great interest, and said word by word in a soft and low-mellow voice: "Xiao Wenhua's taste is naturally... so addictive that you can't help yourself. Eat the marrow to know the taste. "

Wen Hua blushed and didn't know why she asked that question just now.

Looking at him again, he looked careless and interested, as if the sickly beauty who had just weakened was not him.

"You pretended?"

The man didn't answer.

She pursed her lips and poked his chest with her index finger, "You make me worry."

(End of this chapter)