The president's wife is enchanted

Chapter 45 His girl became the favorite

The most luxurious meeting place in Nancheng, with neon lights and staggered shadows.

"A glass of tenderness."

Si Nanyue said softly, "Jiao Rao is the strongest wine here. After drinking it, people will have a strong hallucination. He booked a private room upstairs, and after saying that, he went upstairs directly.

The private room was much quieter, different from the noise of people coming and going downstairs. The man turned on the light, took off his suit and threw it on the bed, and fell straight up.

If it is said that at home, he might still restrain his face because of his father, but now, here, in a place where there is no one else, he should be as sad as he should be. There is no need to cover up those sorrows, just like this Safely placed on the face, not missing a single bit, all the emotions, like things bursting open, earth-shattering.

The light in the room is purple, soft and warm. Si Nanyue squinted her eyes and looked at the light above her head. She had a slight illusion for a moment. Maybe time can go back and he can not be so weak because of his father. break up with her.

She was never able to see his pain, reluctance, and anxiety afterward.

She didn't know how long he had followed her after the breakup. She was crying, so why didn't he feel heart-wrenching?

The darkness rushed towards him like a flood, everything seemed to be pushed to a desperate situation by fate, he couldn't resist, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't change the predetermined fate of everything.

"Yes, Mr. Si, I'm married. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other."

"No, sister-in-law, I can't see her bullying you."

I am married……

sister-in-law...

Those words pierced his chest like a sharp sword, the man's body was completely pierced, and the blood flowed out so quickly and violently from both the front and the back, in an instant, everything in front of him seemed to have become The bright red color, he smiled slightly, but he only felt that there was nothing in his heart, that empty feeling of nothingness, made people feel uncomfortable and wanted to tear his chest open, and then put anything in it It's fine, maybe it's cotton, or it's stones, whatever, as long as it makes him feel like he's still alive.

She has already lived in his soul like this, and now she belongs to someone else, what should he do?
He was at a loss, lost, afraid, and felt that the future was beginning to be confused and had no end. He even thought that if possible, he might as well drag her and let them go to death together, okay?

But he was also afraid, afraid that she would not want to, afraid of seeing her happy.

I was afraid that without him, she could still spend the rest of her life peacefully and gently with other men as before.

When the waiter brought the wine, he saw Si Nanyue lying on the bed. The man covered his eyes with his hand, but the water on his hand made it obvious that this man was crying.

In this place, people come and go every day, and many people have troubles, but this is the first time he saw a big man, alone, hiding in a corner and crying.

"Sir, your wine?"

The waiter put the wine glass on the bedside, glanced at the unresponsive man, shook his head, and then turned around.

Si Nanyue sat up from the bed after the waiter closed the door.

People in this life, especially men, will not shed tears easily.

What's more, for a man like Si Nanyue who bleeds but doesn't shed tears, the corners of his lips and eyebrows are raised, which is enough to make thousands of girls fall in love with him.

However, now, for a woman, he is here, with tears all over his face, and his whole body in a mess.

Even the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly.

He suddenly felt a little scared, afraid that the girl who used to like to grab the corner of his clothes and act coquettishly would become someone else's favorite, someone else's, a good new wife...

Jiao Rao's color was as red as blood, and Si Nanyue reached out to hold it up, with well-defined joints, and gently touched the rim of the wine glass with her slender fingers.

After drinking this glass of wine, Rao Rao will come.

Back and forth to his side, to see him, to come into his arms...

The bright red wine slid into the man's throat, the hottest and gentlest.

Si Nanyue seemed to be asleep when Fang came gently. He was embracing a cloud of air, as if he was embracing his dearest person. There was a gentle and elegant smile at the corner of his mouth, which he had never shown in front of her. Come smile.

Si Nanyue drank Jiao Rao, and his whole body seemed to float, but he was actually lying on the bed, his clothes were a little wrinkled, and a few buttons were undone at the neckline, revealing a strong chest with a tattoo on it , just one word, Su.

That Su Qingrao's surname was engraved on his body by him.

When she saw it for the first time, her eyes were red, and she felt as if she was going to die with jealousy.

Fang gently scratched his heart, but he still couldn't get rid of the anger in his heart. She forced her, and she had already broken up with him, so why did she still torture him.

Si Nanyue is her boyfriend, and has nothing to do with her, Su Qingrao!

Why did she appear in front of him again and again? It must be on purpose. She must still want to pester Si Nanyue, she still wants to come back, she wants to compete with her for this man.

Fang Weiwei only felt tears welling up from the corners of her eyes, she walked over, climbed onto the bed, looked at the man's tightly knit brows, but still smiled softly at the corners of her mouth.

Who is he dreaming of now?

That's why you smiled so softly?
He had never smiled at her so tenderly.

Fang gently lowered his head and pecked the man's thin lips, his movements were gentle and pious, he would be hers, only hers.

At this moment, Si Nanyue opened his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, and a faint stream of light flashed in his long and narrow eyes. He looked at the woman in front of him, and suddenly the smile on the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger. her neck, and the two looked at each other.

"Rao Rao, are you here? Are you really here..."'

He has been waiting for her, eyes closed, waiting for her to come.

He knew that she would definitely come.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his eyes, Su Qingrao was already in front of him, where he could touch it as soon as he stretched out his hand, so real and so moving.

Fang slightly widened his eyes, he took her for that woman.

She was wronged and heartbroken, but at this moment, she couldn't bear to push him away.

Even in the daytime, she is so arrogant, indulgent, domineering, but now, she is just a woman who needs his love.

She wanted to be held in his arms like this, watching him tenderly, just like this, even one second, even one night, was enough.

Si Nanyue looked at her and saw that she didn't refuse, the tenderness in her heart became more and more rippling, like spring, the flowers in the field were colorful and in full bloom, she was wearing the most colorful dress, running and jumping in the field, the most beautiful girl in his world. The brightest, most beautiful and brightest color.

She, Su Qingrao, will always be the brightest mosquito blood in his world.

I can't forget it in my life.

That touch of red will be his, first and last, obsession.

As if meeting for the first time.

Si Nanyue tore Fang Qingqing's clothes, the dress was torn apart randomly by him, and quickly crumpled up and thrown on the ground.

Then her black bra was ripped off by him in two or three strokes.

The two have been facing each other naked for a long time, entangled repeatedly under the soft purple light.

Si Nanyue seemed to be going crazy, hugging her heartily, hugging his beloved, again and again, for a long, long time, so long that Fang Weiwei thought that she would never see the dawn.

Her wonderful body blossomed under his hands, her first time, to this man.

But he regarded her as the woman in his heart.

At the moment when it was over, Si Nanyue hugged Fang lightly in her arms contentedly, his heart was filled with ecstasy, thinking, just like this, even if the next second is the end of the world, so what?
No matter what, if you want to be with her, as long as you can have her, that's enough.

Su Qingrao was held tightly by Huo Dongzhen, she was a little out of breath, the woman struggled a bit, then came out from the man's arms, sat on the head of the bed, feeling uncomfortable.

She didn't know why, why she suddenly felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry, but there was no way for a single tear to fall.

The teardrops just swirled in the eye sockets, as if they were reluctant to let go, but also seemed to tell her, don't cry, it's not worth crying.

What the hell is wrong with her?
Su Qingrao got out of bed, got up and walked to the balcony. It was already past three o'clock, and it was still dark. There were some street lights in the garden, emitting a warm but dim light, but it was enough for her to see everything in front of her clearly.

Huo Dongyu stretched out his arms, but hugged the air. The man frowned, and when he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one beside him.

Turning on the wall lamp above his head, Huo Dongzhen tightly closed his eyes, opened them again, circled around the room, then got up and found her on the balcony.

The woman's back is thin, but she is extraordinarily lovable.

The floor was covered with noble and soft woolen blankets. He walked over without making the slightest sound. When Su Qingrao was hugged by the man from behind, she was startled.

Looking down, seeing those hands with sharp joints, he breathed a sigh of relief.

She bit her lip, "Why are you awake?"

There was a faint aroma of truffles on Huo Dongjin's body. The man hooked his lips, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Let me ask you first, how did you wake up? Huh?"

"I woke up suddenly, I couldn't fall asleep, I didn't want to disturb you by tossing and turning on the bed, so I got up to blow some air."

"You are pregnant now, you need to rest more, waking up in the middle of the night is not a good thing."

The man turned her face, kissed her cheek lightly, and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow, I will find an old Chinese doctor to come over and have a look, and by the way, I will prescribe you some traditional Chinese medicine to soothe the nerves and protect the fetus."

(End of this chapter)