How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1685 Sweet Marriage Chapter 246 This is Bei Fanxing and Nan Mubai in her eyes.

It should be the man next to her who covered up and disposed of it for her.

The man beside him was quiet for a moment, and then said calmly: "You also said that you would not abandon anyone on your own initiative, but you intend to abandon me on your own initiative."

She closed her eyes and fell asleep, then yawned sleepily, and said casually: "It's not about abandonment between us."

He lowered his head, looked at her slender eyelashes from top to bottom, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

But she seemed to be asleep, only the sound of steady breathing remained.

Nan Mubai didn't turn off the light immediately and fell asleep. On the shoulders, the woman's small head slid down a little bit, and her posture changed from a sitting position to a half-lying position. The entire upper body was almost lying on his body, and her cheek was pressed against him. His chest rose and fell with his breathing.

Only then did he make sure she was really asleep.

In the orange light, as soon as he lowered his head, he could see her little furry head pressed tightly against his chest. This gesture of dependence that he would never give to him when he was awake appeared in his eyes so unexpectedly. .

The dim light blurred the emotion in the man's eyes.

A man who doesn't want to look back after being abandoned, and a man who doesn't even have the qualifications to abandon...

This is Bei Fanxing and Nan Mubai in her eyes, a man who has loved but doesn't want to love again, and a man who doesn't love and doesn't want to love...

After such a calculation, it turned out that he was a little more pathetic.

He laughed at himself, raised his hand to gently brush away the long hair around her ear, and caressed her cheek with his callused thumb. Her body temperature has always been low, and the touch is cold and smooth, like the highest quality suet jade. touch.

The little woman on the chest hummed softly in a daze, making a soft voice like a cat, and subconsciously rubbed her small face against his palm.

cold.

He sighed softly, pulled up the quilt that was receding around her waist, and covered her carefully, then raised his hand to turn off the light, and lay down with her in his arms.

……

One of the happiest things in winter is probably being able to stay in bed and sleep late.

The curtains were still closed, the room was dimly lit, only the bedside lamp was on, Hao Xiaoman squinted his eyes and huddled under the quilt, watching the man who just took a shower slowly put on his shirt, buttoning it one by one from bottom to top Buttons, obviously every movement is very ordinary, but when he does it, it is indescribably sexy and charming.

After he put on his coat, he leaned on the side of the bed with one hand, lowered his head and kissed her cheek, and said softly: "It's cold outside, so don't go out if you have nothing to do, I will be back before noon, where do you want to go, I will go with you in the afternoon .”

"Well, I agreed with Deng Meng before that we will go shopping together today."

"My hands are like this, what street do I go shopping?"

The man frowned, but he still took out a card from his leather jacket and put it on the bedside. Seeing that she seemed to wake up suddenly, his expression darkened, and he explained softly, "Don't worry, this is your own money. "

Part of that woman's inheritance is now being managed by him for her. The recent earnings alone are enough for her to spend several lifetimes.

Hao Xiaoman was bored, and retracted into the quilt again: "Forget it, let's put the money first, I don't want to move it for the time being."

She didn't intend to ask for this money at first, but she was angered by Rong Zihao and wanted to help Deng Meng, so she thought of snatching it. Seeing it, I don't want to use it either. Let's see what Deng Meng wants to do with it in the future.

(End of this chapter)