Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

She rubbed her eyes, looked at the bright sky outside the window and replied, "I have fallen before."

He took one of her hands and suggested: "Then I will get you a chain to tie one hand to and tie the other end to the head of the bed, so that I won't wake up in the morning and find you all over the bed."

She shook his hand back, entangled with his five fingers, and asked suspiciously: "Is there?"

He took her hand and put it on his waist, moving closer to her. "If I hadn't looked for it, I wouldn't have found you under the quilt."

"But you can't leash me like a puppy." She threw herself into his arms and leaned lazily on his chest.

Qiao Ye put his arms around her shoulders, stroking her skin. "Okay, then I'll hold you tight, so I won't let you roll on the bed again."

She looked up at him when she heard the words, and retorted: "What, how can someone roll all over the bed."

He paused for a moment, then recalled, "Didn't we roll all over the bed last night?"

She looked sideways shyly, "Don't tell me if this is okay, I'm so ashamed." Last night they were on the bed first, then they accidentally went too far, they reached the floor, and then they were on the sofa again, hey, I can't think about it anymore.

He hugged her and lay across the big bed, which was just wide enough for his height.Under the white quilt, the two embraced naked and naked, chatting leisurely.

"Okay, don't say it. I missed going to the company today, so I'll accompany you after breakfast before going."

She said happily: "Haha, this means that the king will not go to court early from now on."

He rubbed his chin on the top of her hair and asked, "Have you achieved your goal?"

She pursed her lips and smiled triumphantly, "Don't frame me, you didn't get up and leave."

"Who makes the bed with you so warm." As he spoke, his big palm touched the plumpness beside her arm again.

Xie Yunshu hurriedly pushed him away, broke free from his embrace, and jumped off the bed. "Hey, I don't care about you. I'm going to wash up and have breakfast. You can continue to lie down."

He half sat up with his arms propped up, and said, "I'll go down and get you something to eat first."

She put on her nightgown and looked at him suspiciously, "So great?"

"Sure." He also got up and went to the hanger to get his nightgown, and while talking, he wanted to get close to her and make out.

She hurriedly avoided his claws, turned and walked to the bathroom, "You should pretend I didn't say anything."

Qiao Ye stood where he was, "..."

She walked past the window, turned around and looked out through the cracks in the curtains. In the courtyard, the driver, Master Zhang, was standing beside the car.

He said, "You forgot that the driver is still waiting for you."

Only then did Qiao Ye remember that the driver was waiting for him downstairs as usual. "Yeah, let them wait again."

She deliberately shook her head and sighed, "It's pitiful to be your subordinate." Then she turned and went into the bathroom.

He let go of the curtains, stood at the door of the bathroom and watched her tie up her long hair.He smiled and asked, "Wouldn't it be more pitiful to be my wife?"

She casually rolled up her long hair and fixed it with a hairpin, "I'm not pitiful, and I don't have to wait to serve you all the time." The self in the mirror is like a peach blossom, full of tenderness.

"From what you say, I know you don't have the professional ethics of a wife." He said earnestly.

Xie Yunshu glanced at him, exposing his lesson, "What are you making up to fool me?"

Qiao Ye was speechless: "...".Walking up to her, he looked closely at the hickey mark on her cheek.

But she pushed him with her hands, stopped her hands and continued to brush her teeth, and said capriciously: "Stand aside, don't block me from brushing my teeth."

He had no choice but to say, "Honey, you are getting bolder now."