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Chapter 196 The cool and cool female racing driver

When the half-hour exercise time was up, Wen Hua was slightly out of breath. She rolled up her yoga mat and inadvertently raised her eyes, meeting the man's bottomless eyes.

He placed one hand on the armrest of the sofa, with his long and beautiful knuckles supporting his temples. He was handsome and elegant, like someone who stepped out of a magazine.

"Finished?"

"Well," she put down her yoga mat and touched her ears, "have you been looking at me?"

"You look good." He said what he was thinking, "The people on TV are not as good-looking as you, so you don't have to work so hard."

Wen Hua pinched the flesh of her arm and said, "You are always good at coaxing people. I've become really fat recently."

"I'm not coaxing you, but she still looks good. It doesn't matter if she is fatter, she will be more fleshy when she holds her."

Every time he hugged her, he felt that she was thin and frail. Her thin arms and legs, as well as her thin waist, always gave him the illusion that she would break with just a little force. He didn't dare to be too presumptuous when he was in bed.

Her current physique is only slightly rounded no matter how many pounds she has gained. Men look at women from different angles. He thinks that some flesh makes them look healthy and cute.

"You won't think so when I become a fat little fat man."

He curled his lips, "That must be cute."

Wen Hua raised her chin and said, "No matter what you say, I will keep in shape. There is no way I will become fat in this life."

Xi Mo looked at the time and stood up, then said to her calmly: "I see you are sweating a little, go take a shower."

"Okay." Wenhua didn't doubt that he was there and went straight to get her pajamas.

As soon as she entered the bathroom with her front feet, a pair of long legs stepped in behind her.

After entering the door, he easily locked it.

"what are you doing?"

He glanced at her lazily and said, "Take a shower."

"Can't the other bathroom be used?"

"Ah."

"Really?" Wen Hua was a little suspicious, and paused when she was about to take off her clothes, "I'll go and have a look."

A warm hand grasped her wrist, "You two can be together."

She knew it.

"No way...you wash first, I'll wait..."

"Why are you so shy?" He moved forward and blocked her at the sink. "Why do you think you installed this luxurious big bathtub?"

The tips of Wen Hua's ears felt hot, and she turned her face slightly to one side, speaking in a very soft voice, "I don't know..."

The man chuckled lightly, and got a few inches closer to her, his breath spraying on his face, "You tried it once, didn't you forget it?"

Her cheeks were suddenly filled with blood. Wen Hua bit her lip and leaned back further. He kept leaning back in a coercive posture, and her lower back was very sore.

The time he was talking about was that dark and terrifying night. Xi Mo was really terrible at that time and couldn't listen to anything. Many times she suspected that she would faint.

It was simply a nightmare. Just thinking about it made her legs weak.

He said in a trembling voice: "I didn't ask you to settle the score for what happened that day, and you can't do that again in the future."

He said in a teasing voice: "What day? What kind of thing?"

Wen Hua blushed and frowned, "Don't pretend you don't know about the good things you have done."

"Okay," Xi Mo said with a smile on his lips, "After such a long time, I apologize to you. I scared my dear that night, and I also suffered a lot for my little Wenhua."

She turned her face away from him, and the tips of her ears became increasingly red.

"You are very mean and cruel," she accused him.

"It won't happen again." He held his arms around his waist, "As long as you obey me."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, the person who was going to be successful heard the second half and suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, "If you don't obey me, do you want to do it again?"

He stared at her, his voice low and hoarse, and said truthfully: "I want to."

Wen Hua's eyes widened and she looked at him in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Seeing her expression like a bolt from the blue, Xi Mo laughed hoarsely, "I will never scare you like last time."

The water in the bathtub was about to be filled, so he quickly helped her take off her clothes and sat in the bathtub with her arms.

Although the movements seem casual and gentle, they are actually powerful.

Wen Hua, knowing that she couldn't escape, closed her eyes and asked, "Why do you always like to tease me lately?"

She really couldn't stand it.

"It's a man's way of showing love."

"Obviously you were a noble and ascetic and cold male god before getting married, but you were still able to express love at that time."

"How can we be the same before and after marriage? Men are all like this. You have to know that there can be no true abstinence. If my wife, who is delicate and frail, does not enjoy it, then I am really not a man."

Knowing that she couldn't defeat him, he always had various excuses anyway, Wen Hua bit her lip, "Then..."

His lips were kissed, and after a moment of caressing, Xi Mo said hoarsely: "Two."

He wanted to say something more, but he couldn't speak.

"Don't you want a child? You need to increase the probability."

She didn't know if he was doing it out of selfish motives or if he was really trying to prepare for pregnancy.

She felt that she was pampering him too much and letting him do this.

Xi Mo was about to go to school to work. He wanted to give her a happy ending to this vacation, so he took time to spend two days with her.

He thought she would want to go shopping, but instead she took him to the racing track.

Handing the racing driver's uniform to Xi Mo, Wen Hua raised her eyebrows and said, "Put it on. I'll show you my strength later."

Xi Mo was a little surprised, "You know how to ride a motorcycle?"

She doesn't look like someone who would be involved in such exciting and dangerous sports. She always gives people a quiet impression. It's hard to imagine that she has anything to do with racing.

"I'm amazing." She curled her lips, "I'll let you sit in my back seat today and take you for a ride."

They went to change their clothes separately. When he came out, he saw her in a racing suit and was stunned for two seconds.

The red racing suit with smooth lines was tailor-made for her. She is tall and has a dashing appearance.

The helmet was held on the side of her chest, her fair facial features matched the red color, her eyes were raised at the end, and her eyes were looking at him like hooks. I don't know whether it was because of the change of clothes or because she did it deliberately. Her look and demeanor made her look like the most professional and most professional person. Excellent female racing driver.

The scenery is cool and confident.

The coldness of her bones was fully revealed.

She looks like a cool and cool female racing driver.

"How many surprises do you have that I don't know?"

She curled her lips, "You still have many stereotypes about me. I know a lot of things. I will let you know slowly in the future."

"Am looking forward to."

Xi Mo booked the venue, and they were the only ones in the racing field.

Wen Hua got on the big motorcycle, turned her head and said to him: "Come on, I will take you flying."

Xi Mo sat in the back seat, put on his helmet and put his hands around her waist.

The racing car gallops on the wide track, with the hum of the engine and the whistling wind in my ears.

Enjoy the speed and passion.

Her speed was not slow, but she drove very steadily. Her thin back was straight, and she was not nervous or afraid at all.

It was the first time in his life that he was taken by a girl. This feeling was amazing.

Extremely delightful.

I thought she was a soft and elegant flower in the greenhouse, but I didn't expect that she was possessed of tenacity and ability, and could easily move between gentleness and coolness.

No matter which style, he couldn't put it down.

When I was in adolescence, I thought I liked people who were quiet and gentle, but later I discovered that I also liked people who were cool and elegant, people who were bright and charming, and people who were cool and capable.

Finally I realized that what I like is never the style, but the people.

(End of this chapter)