How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1609 Sweet Marriage Chapter 170 Who are you thinking about?
The woman in his arms turned his back to him. Even if Nan Mubai lowered his head, he could only see her side face, but could not see the expression on her face clearly. However, he could still hear a trace of her in her tone. cold.

He frowned, clasped her chin with his long fingers and forced her to look up at him: "What's wrong? Did my mother say something that upset you?"

Hao Xiaoman looked at his drooping handsome face, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

She doesn't want him to interfere in her private affairs, so relatively, shouldn't she interfere in his private affairs?

The same position, the same letter size, one forever, one love, she doesn't believe in such a coincidence in this world, she trusts her intuition.

Foreverlove, the foreverlove between him, Nan Mubai, and her, Lin Wanqing.

Rong Feifei said that Nan Mubai had a woman whom he loved deeply, and he gave her all the love of his life. No matter how beautiful other women were, they were just vases in his eyes.

She thought that it was death and disease that separated him from that woman, but it turned out that she was so close to him.

No wonder the eldest son of the Nan family is not in the country all the year round, no wonder Lin Wanqing looks so sad and haunted every time he looks at him, no wonder he forbids her to get too close to Lin Wanqing...

"Sleepy, let's go to bed." She lowered her head, her voice was tired, as if she was really sleepy.

Nan Mubai lowered his head and kissed her black hair: "Don't you want to eat grapes? After washing so much, eat a few before going to bed?"

"Don't eat, sleep now."

"..."

The man was silent for a moment, and didn't insist any more. He picked her up horizontally and walked towards the bedroom.

……

The hour hand turns round and round.

The night was getting darker and darker, the curtains blocked all the outside scenery, Hao Xiaoman's eyes were open, he didn't feel sleepy at all, his head was sober as never before, and it seemed as if he had never been in chaos.

When turning over again, the arms around his waist suddenly tightened.

When she raised her head, she met a pair of dark and deep eyes. In the darkness, she couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could hear a trace of ridicule from his sober voice: "Is this what you said about being sleepy?"

She didn't give him a kiss after going to bed, and rubbed her eyes and shouted that she was sleepy. He really thought she was sleepy, but unexpectedly, she was playing spinning tops over and over here!
Without Hao Xiaoman's answer, he suddenly thought of something, his face sank, his sharp eyes fell on her small face full of thoughts, and he asked, "Who are you thinking about?"

"Insomnia, do you have to miss someone?" She lowered her eyes and asked without answering.

"Insomnia, there must be something in my mind!"

"I'm thinking of you, how did such a cute little boy suddenly take the domineering and powerful route when he was a child, shouldn't you continue to follow your cute and cute route?"

Nan Mubai narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Did my mother show you my old photos?"

"What? Afraid people will see?" She smiled.

Nan Mubai suddenly got up without saying a word, as if he was about to get out of bed.

She was taken aback, and hurriedly grabbed him: "Where are you going?"

The south house is so big, when she thought of the dense flowers and trees in the front and back, there were only the two of them in the west building, if he left...

She was a little scared.

The man's voice permeated the coldness of the night, and it was so eerie that it made people shudder: "I'll go and burn those messy things, and I'll be back in a while."

Hao Xiaoman hurriedly hugged him from behind: "Your mother just showed me the photo, and the photo was burned. What do you want your mother to think of me in the future?"

The man didn't make a sound, still maintaining the posture of getting up.

(End of this chapter)