How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1593 Sweet Marriage Chapter 154 I find it ashamed to spread the word.

"Nan is always worried about your safety, young lady, you worry too much."

Hao Xiaoman didn't say any more, when he saw another taxi coming, he raised his hand to stop it.

Lin Qian hastily added: "Young Madam, Mr. Nan is waiting for you."

She has heard this sentence countless times.

Mr. Nan is waiting for you, Mr. is waiting for you, waiting for you, waiting for you.

A person of his status seems to give people an invisible sense of oppression. Whoever he is waiting for, that person should be flattered, grateful, and rush to see him with his tail between his legs.

She raised her eyebrows, raised her hand to stop the taxi, and said in a calm tone, "If he likes to wait, he can wait. I'm sleepy, and I'm going back to the dormitory to sleep."

Lin Qian didn't dare to touch her rashly, so he stretched out his hand to press the car door: "Young Madam, don't embarrass me, just let you go like this, Nan will always be angry."

Hao Xiaoman became a little angry: "He is angry when he is angry, and other people's anger is not angry, right?! When he is angry, he doesn't come to talk to me, but when the anger subsides, he knows it's coming? Do I have to go back with him immediately? ! Why? Which law stipulates?! He Nan Mubai is rich, powerful and powerful, he wants to..."

Suddenly, a strong hand clasped the shoulder, and the body was forced to turn 180°.

The long fingers hooked her small chin, raised her head, and blocked her chattering little mouth with her lips as soon as she lowered her head.

Hao Xiaoman only felt his eyes go dark, and a handsome and gentle face came against the light.

She stretched out her hand and pushed him away with a disdainful expression: "Mr. Nan, why don't you continue to sit in your car noblely? Wait for me to sit on it like a pug puppy!"

He smiled, stroking her small face with his fingertips: "The young lady of the Nan's Group stands on the street and spreads the word, I feel ashamed."

Hao Xiaoman was furious, and said indiscriminately: "I think you are ashamed too! An old man of 29, in two years, besides money and this good skin, he will be nothing but a decoration! I want to get rid of it!" For you, find a young and energetic little cow who is the same age as me!"

The smile on Nan Mubai's face faded, squinting at her, already showing a hint of coldness: "Do you think I'm old?"

Is it not useful?
Looking for an energetic young cow?

It seems that he, the husband, didn't fulfill his due obligations, which made her start worrying about her sexual well-being for the rest of her life so soon!
Hao Xiaoman sensed what he was going to do when he saw his gloomy and cold gaze, and was so frightened that he ran away, but was easily carried back by the man.

"I'll let you feel it tonight, am I getting old!" He simply hugged her up and strode towards the car.

……

When the phone rang, Hao Xiaoman was still sleeping.

The temperature in the bedroom is moderate, and Nan Mubai has been awake for a long time, but the body of the person in his arms is too soft, and it feels so comfortable to hold her, so he has not gotten up.

Hearing the voice, he sat up halfway, picked up his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and frowned slightly with thick eyebrows.

After a while, it still picked up.

The young man sneered coldly from the mobile phone: "Bitch, your mother is dying, it's up to you whether you want to come and see her for the last time!"

Nan Mubai squinted his eyes, and the fingers that were casually playing with the woman's long hair stopped suddenly, and his voice was cold: "Zihao, do you want me to practice with you again?"

It was suddenly quiet over there, and after a while, Rong Zihao's suppressed anger voice came: "...Brother Nan."

(End of this chapter)