How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2275 Sweet Marriage Chapter 836 The heart seems to have suddenly fallen into an ice cave.

She threw the hairpin aside in frustration, rested for a while, and her eyes fell on the bed unknowingly.

To be precise, it was on the pillow that the man slept on.

Standing up, he turned over the pillow on his side first, even the bedding underneath was lifted layer by layer, but he couldn't find it.

The body leans forward unknowingly.

When I realized something was wrong, I lowered my head and found...

He woke up.

He woke up! ! ! !
The four eyes met, she stared, and clearly saw her stunned and flustered reflection in the man's pupils.

With a bang in her head, she didn't think about anything, didn't dare to think about anything, but instinctively got off him in a hurry.

She smiled awkwardly at him: "I... just want to find the key, think, think... want to go to the toilet."

The man suddenly closed his eyes forcefully, and after a while he got up, took her out together, and handed her the key left in the living room.

He's not stupid, so naturally he wouldn't put the key close to his body, as long as he put it far away, even if she knew where it was, as long as it was handcuffed with him, she would have no way to get it.

Hao Xiaoman didn't dare to take a breath, and opened it in a hurry: "Go on and sleep, I have to go to the bathroom, and I have to find something to eat, I'm hungry."

"I'll take a shower before going to sleep."

take a shower...

Hao Xiaoman didn't dare to think about these three words any further, and after a vague answer, he turned and went to the bathroom.

……

Nan Mubai fell asleep after taking a bath, and slept until 10 o'clock in the evening.

When his consciousness was a little clear, something suddenly jumped into his mind, and he sat up from the bed almost instantly, with darkness in front of his eyes.

There was no light in the bedroom, but the sporadic light coming in from the window was enough for him to see everything around him vaguely.

She is not here.

The heart seemed to have suddenly fallen into an ice cave, without even the strength to struggle, it just fell straight down, allowing the biting cold to spread to the limbs and bones.

His breathing was a little disordered, and he habitually raised his hand to touch the cigarette, but there was nothing on the table.

He raised his hand to turn on the light, opened one side of the drawer and rummaged through it, frowning slightly.

There are obviously several packs of cigarettes in there.

They opened them one by one. All the cigarettes that were in every drawer were gone now.

He was startled, as if thinking of something, his dark eyes suddenly lit up, he opened the quilt on his body and walked out barefoot.

In the living room, the light was bright and warm, and there was a faint sound of ping-pong coming from the direction of the kitchen.

He took a breath, walked over in three steps at a time, and saw a woman with a ponytail and an apron who was putting scrambled eggs on a plate.

She turned her head and glanced at him: "Are you awake? Well, I thought you would sleep until tomorrow, so I didn't do your share."

While talking, he wiped his hands on the apron: "There is no food at home, I'll order some noodles for you, do you want to eat?"

The light gently shone on her face, making her skin white and rosy, and a few strands fell from her ears, adding a bit of the temperament of a young woman at home.

The heart seemed to be hit lightly by something soft and inconceivable.

He just looked at her like that, wanting to lean over and hug her.

But he quickly restrained this impulse, because any of his intimate actions would bring her rejection and resistance, and perhaps, she would leave without hesitation without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)