Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 1044 Baby, are you protesting or inviting?
He is not physically strong?
These words echoed in Jiang Yang's mind, repeated and echoed over and over again.

He froze and was dumbfounded.

No, why does this sentence have another meaning?

The physical strength he said is not good, it is not that the physical strength is not good!
By saying this, is she implying that she doesn't intend to introduce women to him?

That doesn't work!
What he worked desperately was towards such a goal.

"No, sister-in-law. The physical strength I said is not good, it's not that the physical strength you said is bad! My physical strength is fine, don't believe me, I will prove it to you next time!"

Young Master Jiang was in a hurry, so he said it without restraint.

Then a ghostly voice came from his ear, "How do you want to prove it?"

The voice was not Mo Zitong's, but Rong Si's.

Ah!
Listening to Rong Si's gloomy voice, Jiang Yang had a feeling that his death was imminent.

prove?

A man said to a woman that if he wanted to prove to her that his physical strength was fine, how could he prove it?

Unfortunately, he is dead this time.

He was too proud to keep his mouth shut.

This is misfortune coming out of your mouth!

Jiang Yang had the urge to pull out his tongue.

"No, no. Brother Rong, I didn't mean that. I didn't mean that, and I didn't dare to mean that. I mean, I will prove to my sister-in-law that I have no problem with my physical strength, but I will never and dare not bring her to me. Prove. I... I... I prove it myself."

He hurriedly explained, but he didn't even know what the hell he was explaining, he couldn't understand it himself, let alone others.

"So?" Rong Si's gloomy and cold voice like the king of Hades came again.

"So...so," Jiang Yang stammered with a look of bewilderment, not knowing what happened after that, what should he say.

"So, I... ah!" Young Master Jiang pulled his hair heavily, and said solemnly to Rong Si on the other end of the phone with an awe-inspiring look, "So, I was wrong. I said it wrong That's it, I'll take care of it myself. I won't bother you and your sister-in-law's affection."

After finishing speaking, he quickly hung up the phone.

If he didn't hang up, the more he said, the more wrong he would be, and the more wrong he would be, the worse he would be.

Then I felt that Young Master Jiang was holding the steering wheel with both hands, and knocked his head on the steering wheel one after another, as if he had knocked himself to death.

Rong Si put the phone in his pocket, and walked towards the car with his arms around Mo Zitong.

Yang Lihe had already got into the car, and Mo Junbo started the car.

Yang Lihe rolled down the car window, and said to Mo Zitong with a smile, "Tongtong, let's talk in detail when we get home, we have to come up with an interesting solution."

Mo Zitong gestured an "OK" gesture towards her, indicating that there was no problem.

Rong Si helped her carefully sit in the passenger seat, closed the car door, walked around to the driver's seat and got in, and fastened the seat belt for her sideways.

"Brother Si, did you let Jiang Yang stare at Gao Yujin? What has she done recently?" Mo Zitong looked at him and asked.

Rong Si started the car, and said with a nonchalant expression, "I've been in contact with Rong Hua recently, so I guess I still don't give up."

"It's all like this, and you still have fantasies about you?" She raised a faint smile, looked at him meaningfully, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly, "Master Rong, it seems that your charm is infinite." Ah! You can make people be so infatuated with you! Otherwise, you can show your kindness and accept her?"

Rong Si turned sideways, his deep eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and he smiled a faint but unfathomable smile. He supported the back of the chair beside her with his right hand, and stroked his chin with his left hand.

She looked back at him, her beautiful eyes twinkled like stars twinkling in the night sky, very charming.

His slender fingers with well-defined knuckles lifted her chin, and the ball of his thumb stroked her chin gently.

The sexy thin lips curl up slightly in a shallow arc, which is intriguing and charming.

The clear breath rushed into the tip of her nose, it was the smell she was familiar with and depended on, and it also made her intoxicated and fascinated.

Looking into his eyes, she had a feeling of being deeply absorbed by him.

His eyes are like an unfathomable vortex, and it's a deep vortex that turns faster and faster, and can absorb her deeply at any time.

At this moment, she was attracted by him, immersed in his tenderness and warmth, as if she couldn't extricate herself.

The rubbing of her fingertips made her feel an inexplicable shudder, and she couldn't help leaning slightly towards him.

The corner of his lips curled into a satisfied smile, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said in a calm manner, "Accepted? How? Why don't Mrs. Rong point out the maze."

As he said, the familiar breath sprayed on her face warmly, full of all kinds of temptations and provocations.

She looked at him with affectionate eyes, looked into his eyes as deep as a clear pool, looked at his handsome face sculpted like a magical axe, but there was no reaction for a while.

Rong Si was very satisfied with her obsessed expression and eyes.

The thumb that was stroking her chin lightly pinched the corner of her mouth instead, and said in a very doting tone, "Keep the account, and we will settle it later! Mrs. Rong, you already owe me How many times?"

Mo Zitong returned to his senses, cast a resentful glance at him, and said angrily, "Rogue!"

"Rogue?" He repeated these two words, a playful and ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he looked straight at her with clear eyes, and said slowly, "Baby, how long has it been since I played a hooligan? You Is it a protest or an invitation?"

"What if it's a protest?" She smiled, looked at him with a bad face, and wrapped her hands around his neck by the way.

He smiled charmingly and seductively, approached her cheek two points, and said unhurriedly, "Protests are never effective."

Following his example, she moved closer to his cheek, with a seductive and sly smirk on her face, and breathed out at him, "Then... what if it's an invitation?"

The distance between the two is no more than a fist, and each can swallow the breath exhaled by the other.

Naturally, Rong Si felt her teasing and deliberate mischief, his deep eyes stared deeply into her eyes, his thin lips raised a slight smile, and he said unhurriedly, "Invitation, then..."

He paused deliberately, and then looked at her intriguingly.

She looked at him expectantly, waiting for his next move.

Then he just rubbed his fingertips on her lips lightly, and said slowly, "Receive the account! I will double ask for it later."

"..."

"Oh!" Mo Zitong snorted.

(End of this chapter)