Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 171 Sweet Torment

The next day, the sun was high, the curtains were not closed, a sliver of sunlight penetrated in, and directly shone on the big bed. The mottled light and shadow fell on the light-colored cup lid, which was very fresh and comfortable.

The bright sunlight was very dazzling, even a sleeping person couldn't bear the dazzling light, Suman stretched out his hand, lazily to cover it.

The white arms, which look exceptionally porcelain white under the white eyes, the slender wrists, the delicate skin, everything is so perfect.

Only when Su Man moved lightly, Mo Ziqian was already awake. When he opened his eyes, he saw such a charming color, white arms, and delicate skin, emitting a charming luster under the white light.

The warm and soft body under his hands made him fondle admiringly. The big palm moved a few points on Suman's slender waist, and the body was like a thin thread pulling, and a wave of emotion suddenly rose. The familiar heat gathered in Suman's body again. Somewhere, his big palm started to move first, walking along the uneven figure, and the body reacted most naturally, he pressed against Suman's body and woke up.

Suman originally wanted to be lazy for a while, after all, today is the weekend, he doesn't go to work, and he doesn't need to pretend.

The lazy body was being moved non-stop by a big palm, but the warm body she was sticking to reacted in an instant. The heat in the man's palm and the direct movement somewhere in the lower abdomen were even more intense. It made her open her eyes.

isn't it?
Mr. Mo?
you come again?
Last night, Mo Ziqian tormented her for half the night, and he came again this morning, is it an intemperate rhythm?

Or Mr. Mo didn't eat much meat in the first 30 years, but he made up for it together in the next 30 years?

Mo Ziqian's hands kept moving, and even wandered over Suman's sensitive points. Suman couldn't bear such an enthusiastic Mo Ziqian, so she whispered, "Mr. Mo, it's dawn."

"It's dawn, so what?" Mo Ziqian mumbled while walking on Suman's body.

Su Man stretched out his hand to resist, but Mo Ziqian clearly refused. He gently took Su Man's hand away and said, "Don't disturb me."

Listen to this tone, Mr. Mo, how long have you been hungry?

Su Man said, "Mr. Mo, you can't be promiscuous day in and day out."
"I'm not an ancient emperor, and there is no such thing as prostitution in the daytime. I didn't tell you last night. I took advantage of you having nothing to do to create a little Momo, or a little Manman, or a little Momo and a little Momo." Manman."

Mo Ziqian's mobile game was on Suman's sensitive spot, and Suman's breath became unstable.

However, Su Man still tried her best to hold back, what a joke, she didn't want to spend the rare weekend with Mr. Mo in bed.

If Mo Ziqian was a modest gentleman before, then Mo Ziqian is simply a wolf now.

Mo Ziqian just ate it up last night, and he was hungry again in the morning, even worse than Jin Ge written on so-and-so's TV.

"Mr. Mo, have you taken your medicine?" Suman said with uneven breathing.

"Mrs. Mo, your husband is in great health. Where does he need medicine? Don't worry, he will feed you well and ensure the quality," Mo Ziqian replied, and began to toss about.

The sun outside the house was covered by the embarrassing picture of the two people indoors, and the light of this person was also hidden in the clouds. On the big bed in the room, there were only two people who were tightly entwined, two people who were entangled with fair skin, and their fair skin was shining There was a faint glow on the two of them.

Yang Guan outside the house blushed shyly, letting the moving clouds cover his eyes.
Yunjuanyunshu, the passing of a moment, time ticking past.
Suman has been wet and greasy all her life, her body has been as soft as cotton, leaning on Mo Ziqian's chest weakly and bonelessly, listening to his sonorous and powerful heartbeat, her heart is very quiet, and her body is very soft.

His tired body instantly fell asleep, and Mo Ziqian went to sleep holding Su Man's delicate body.

The soft body fell into sleep instantly, and the strong heartbeat in the man's chest was like a lullaby, making her fall asleep quickly.

However, within a few seconds, Suman fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Ziqian looked at Suman's peaceful sleep, and fell asleep in an instant.

The two of them didn't eat breakfast, so they just fell asleep. They slept for half a day, and soon the sun was setting.

The red glow is in the sky, like a cloud dyed red, with red edges and white clouds, it is heartbreakingly beautiful.

The bright red clouds hang in the sky, as if the crimson color renders the clouds, as beautiful as the crimson color renders.

After the last ray of red glow fell, the sky was once dark.

Mo Ziqian opened his eyes, he looked at Su Man in his arms, and shook slightly, "Mrs. Mo—"

Su Man moved lightly, frowned slightly, and didn't want to make a sound. She hid her ears in Mo Ziqian's arms.

Mo Ziqian looked at Su Man's flushed face and her cute action just now, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he stopped shouting. Looking at the flushed face, Mo Ziqian waited for another 10 minutes before sitting up from the bed, He took out the clothes from the closet and put them on, but in just a moment, he was already full of energy and neatly dressed, as if he was born again.

Mo Ziqian took out Suman's clothes from the closet on one side, not even taking off the underwear and underwear, and put them on Suman one by one.

Su Man leaned softly on Mo Ziqian's body, and received the highest treatment the whole time. Even the most intimate underwear was served by Mo Ziqian.

Mo Ziqian's heart skipped a beat when his hand felt so soft, but he had no choice but to put it under his clothes.

This kind of feeling is both enjoyable and punishing, and there seems to be a little sweat flickering on the forehead.

Probably, this is the sweetest torture.

Mo Ziqian put Suman's clothes on her body, but Suman showed no sign of waking up. The whole process was just drowsy, and he didn't even wake up at all when he put on his underwear. Suman like this is simply straight up.
After Mo Ziqian arranged Suman's clothes, he picked up Suman and walked out of the room.

Su Man felt a little uncomfortable, but he just writhed a few times in Mo Ziqian's arms, and found a stable place to fall asleep.

Mo Ziqian carried Su Man out of the Mo residence, walked directly to the door, and saw the Porsche Cayenne parked at the door.

Seeing Mo Ziqian coming, Wu You immediately opened the car door, and Mo Ziqian walked directly into the car.

Wu You closed the car door, and Su Man lay on the seat, leaning against Mo Ziqian's arms, and found a safe place to fall asleep.

Wu You drove very slowly, the whole journey was smooth, and Su Man fell asleep again.

When Wu You was young, Wu You parked the car in a quiet place, Mo Ziqian looked at Su Man in his arms, she still fell asleep peacefully, Mo Ziqian looked at Su Man and smiled lightly, but patted Su Man's face lightly , said softly, "Mrs. Mo, Mrs. Mo—"

Su Man brushed away Mo Ziqian's palm in a strange way, and said displeasedly, "Go away!"

Seeing Su Man's expression, Mo Ziqian raised his lips and smiled. Seeing Su Man's cute movements, he said with a smile, "Su Man, Mrs. Mo, Su Man—"

The title of Wen Sheng kept repeating in Suman's ears. Such a patient Mo Ziqian made Wu You and Meng Wenjia laugh. This was the first time they saw such a patient Mo Ziqian. Suman was still unconscious, helpless.

He had no choice but to carry Suman into the old house of Mo's mansion. Mrs. Mo sat on a chair and watched Mo Ziqian carry Suman into the house. Madam Mo's expression changed immediately when she saw Mo Ziqian coming, and she was a little unhappy. Seeing Mo Ziqian's complexion darken, as soon as Mrs. Mo touched Mrs. Mo's hand, Mrs. Mo immediately said displeased, "What are you talking about!"

Mo Ziqian said indifferently, "She is not feeling well, she is pregnant and sleepy!"

Mrs. Mo paid the most attention to the blood of the Mo family and the Mo family. As soon as she heard that she was pregnant, she immediately stood up from the sofa, and her voice softened a little, "What's wrong with her?"

Mo Ziqian replied indifferently, "She is pregnant, she reacted before she was pregnant, she just vomited on the way back, recently she ate less and vomited a lot, just fell asleep."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mo immediately called out to the servant at the door and said, "Send the young master into the room."

When Mo Ziqian heard what Master Mo said, the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Madam Mo looked at Su Man in Mo Ziqian's arms, but felt uncomfortable for a while. She stretched out her hand to hold Mr. Mo, and said, "Master, there is no rule without rules."

Mo Ziqian held Su Man in his arms. Su Man's body was covered with a thin quilt, which was very warm. Su Man was in a deep sleep. He didn't know what was going on outside. Mo Ziqian looked at the clothes in his arms. Suman glanced at him, but smiled faintly.

Looking at the smile on Mo Ziqian's face, Mrs. Mo couldn't help but smile.

Mrs. Mo loves the descendants of the Mo family the most, especially Mo Ziqian, so his children are naturally very precious.

Mo Ziqian, led by his servant, carried Suman into a dark room. The servant wanted to turn on the light for Mo Ziqian, but Mo Ziqian stretched out his hand, and the servant did not turn on the light. In the darkness, Suman hugged the bed and fell asleep.

Mo Ziqian tidied everything up before walking out of the room.

Mrs. Mo and Mrs. Mo were still sitting on the sofa. Mo Ziqian came back, sat on the sofa beside him, glanced at Mrs. Mo, and said, "She is pregnant, so she likes to sleep very much."

Mrs. Mo immediately raised a smile when he heard that there was Mo's blood, but Mrs. Mo was not happy. She said calmly, "Ziqian, you are the successor of the Mo family, the president of the Mo family, and the eldest son of the Mo family." Young master, why didn't you tell your family when you got married? What do you mean by that?"

Although Mrs. Mo was his great-grandson, he became a little displeased when he heard Mrs. Mo say this. He said, "Ziqian, it's a big deal for you to get married, why are you making your own claims?"

When Mrs. Mo heard Mrs. Mo say this, she immediately became proud.

But Mo Ziqian replied, "I can't help it because I can't sleep. You are urging for a grandson, and she just got pregnant, and she still carries me behind her back. I wanted to take her to the hospital, but I thought of your father's expectations." Besides, I still have my blood, and I can't bear to bring her into the hospital. I don't think my father would like Mo's blood to be abolished, nor would he like Mo's flesh and blood to be left outside, so I made my own claim , brought Suman back to Mo Mansion, and I looked at the flesh and blood in Suman's stomach. I didn't want to be told by outsiders that our Mo family couldn't afford a child, and I was afraid of being called an illegitimate child, so I took the initiative to get a certificate with her.

Mrs. Mo listened to Mo Ziqian's answer, but did not make a sound.

Mrs. Mo said, "Our Mo family is a wealthy family. How could we allow such a woman of unknown origin to raise the descendants of the Mo family? Master, our Mo family has family rules."

Master Mo frowned slightly, looked at Mo Ziqian, but still didn't make a sound.

Mo Ziqian is Master Mo's favorite son, of course he is partial to Mo Ziqian in his heart, but Mrs. Mo Tang Yishan is also telling the truth, his silence is the rivalry between Mo Ziqian and Mrs. Mo.

Mo Ziqian said, "I didn't want to, so I took her to the hospital, but the doctor said it was a boy."

The Mo family is a traditional family that loves boys very much. Hearing what Mo Ziqian said, his face immediately changed. Although he didn't speak, the expression on his face had already loosened.

Mrs. Mo saw it, and said, "Even so, you can't just find a woman to marry and don't tell us, so that if outsiders find out, don't you say that anyone from our Mo family can come in?"

Master Mo's expression changed slightly, but he said, "Ziqian, you really went too far with this matter."

Mo Ziqian's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "I never thought that I would never have such good luck in the past, but with this woman, I won the lottery right away. This may be God's will, just like..."
Mo Ziqian spoke, but did not continue.

Mrs. Mo understands what Mo Ziqian said. That's how he got Mo Ziqian back then. Now it seems that the same thing happened again. Mrs. Mo has him like this. Mrs. Mo didn't say anything, but he has already aroused Memories of that year.

When Mrs. Mo thought of those years, his expression changed. When he suddenly thought of those good times in the beginning, his expression began to change.

Seeing Mrs. Mo's face, Mrs. Mo immediately became unhappy. Thinking of her own failure, her delicate face twisted.

Back then, that was her shame. She let that woman give birth to Mo Ziqian, and accepted the child born to another woman and her husband with humiliation. Even a woman couldn't bear such a situation, but for Mo Ziqian's sake, she She forbears the position of Mrs. Fu, she has been away for decades, she has had enough.

Although Mo Ziqian was raised by her, Mo's previous existence was like a thorn deeply buried in Mrs. Mo's throat, unable to get up or down. She had endured it for more than ten years, and now she finally found this The soft point of the thorn, how could she let go.

However, this little brat was so untrained, but he also had a scene from the past outside, and she was not reconciled.

The old one is helpless, but the young one, she must not let it go.

"Master, our Mo family is a wealthy family in Haicheng. So, aren't you afraid of ruining our Mo family's reputation? If anyone can enter the Mo family at will, I don't know how many scheming women will enter the Mo family. If it is not Mo My child, what should I do?" Mrs. Mo continued.

Mrs. Mo's face was a little tense, but Mo Ziqian replied indifferently, "As a member of the Mo family, I naturally understand common sense. I don't know if it is my blood. Besides, I am the president of the Mo family handpicked by my father. How could I be here?" Mistakes in such a matter are not only doubts to my father, but also doubts to me, when I was the president of Mo's, but my father personally appointed me, how could I be wrong?"

(End of this chapter)