How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3150 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1712 Believe me, you are done with him.

As Nan Moshang said, he took off his coat and put it on her. He raised her chin with his long fingers and looked at her: "Well, she is indeed very beautiful. Do you want to go home with me? I can raise you forever."

The coat was stained with his body temperature, and when it touched her ice-cold skin, it almost burned her.

Ji Zhizhi was not in the mood to tease him, and tilted his head slightly to save his chin from his palm: "If you think that a coat can make me willingly be your wife, then go back to sleep quickly, and dream about it." More realistic..."

Before he finished speaking, his body was suddenly lifted by the man's arms.

She gasped in shock, and after a while, she struggled to get down: "I have legs myself, I know how to walk, let me down!"

The man chuckled, and said in a joking tone: "Oh, you still know that you have legs? I thought you didn't know when your elder brother Zichuan hugged you and saw that you didn't say a word..."

Ji Zhizhi was suffocated, raised his head and gave him a fierce look, warning: "I'm in a bad mood, don't mess with me!"

He tugged at the corners of his lips, and actually stopped teasing her, and strode out.

……

After taking a hot bath, her ice-cold body finally recovered a little. She wiped her hair and looked at the man on the sofa drinking beer and watching TV: "Give me a can."

He has no women's clothes here, Ji Zhizhi can only wear his bathrobe, which is so big that he drags it to the ground.

He still knows how to cover himself up.

Nan Moshang curled his lips and threw a can of beer over casually: "Aren't you afraid of lonely men and widows who lose their virginity after drinking?"

Ji Zhizhi put the beer on the table, rolled up the overly long bathrobe sleeves, picked it up again and took it apart, and drank most of the bottle in one breath, then gave him a blank look: "I lost my body tomorrow morning, I’ll drag you to hell with me, as a companion.”

While talking, he sat down in the single sofa seat.

Nan Moshang looked at her fair and soft face with one hand on his forehead, and after a long while, he chuckled: "Believe me, you are done with him, you should quickly clean up your overflowing love and come to my arms."

Ji Zhizhi didn't want to talk, and didn't bother to talk to him, taking one sip after another, the can of beer quickly drained.

He leaned over to grab a new can from the table, reopened it, and continued drinking.

Nan Moshang squinted his eyes, half joking and half serious: "Seriously, be careful, I'm really drunk, I won't be a gentleman to let a big beautiful woman lie beside me without touching her."

Ji Zhizhi fiddled with his half-dried hair, showing no emotion: "If you want to rape me while I'm broken-hearted and drunk, you'll really be no different from a scum, at least you should be concerned about the face of your Nan's Group, don't do that No taste..."

Tsk, eloquent...

Nan Moshang shook his wine glass and smiled lowly: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry, anyway, you will be my wife sooner or later."

"you sure?"

Ji Zhizhi sneered, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "I'm not that kind of magnanimous woman. If you marry me, you may have to think about it for a long time even when you look at other women. If there is a scandal, I can mess it up." You can't sleep for three months."

Her tone didn't sound like she was joking, Nan Moshang suddenly stood up and sat on the armrest beside her, leaned back slightly, held her half in his arms, and smiled lowly: "Then if, can I really not?" Looking at other women, don't you gossip? Do you really want to marry me?"

(End of this chapter)