Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 220 Sleeping Together
Of course Suman was not convinced, and replied with a smile, "Mr. Mo, you are not a god, and I don't feel any discomfort at all. I just ate two extra bowls of rice. Who would believe you talking nonsense?"

Su Man said that she was going to stand up from the chair, subconsciously she still didn't want to be pregnant, but seeing Mo Ziqian's determination, Su Man was a little worried.

It's not that Su Man doesn't want a child, it's just that she still has lingering fears when she thinks of Mo Ziqian's intention to be with her when she is pregnant for the first time.

Mo Ziqian stared at Su Man closely with his black eyes. His deep eyes seemed to see what was going on in Su Man's mind, so he didn't continue.

Mo Ziqian put down the bowl and chopsticks, walked to Su Man's side, with a faint smile on his face, put his head next to Su Man's ear, and whispered, "Mrs. Mo, where are you going?"

Su Man glanced at Mo Ziqian's handsome face, and replied, "Sleep."

The smile on Mo Ziqian's face got bigger and bigger, and he replied, "I feel sleepy too, let's sleep together."

Mo Ziqian's black eyes flashed, like the brightest stars in the sky, leaving a shimmering light in Su Man's eyes, coupled with the expression on Mo Ziqian's face, that style, lifelike, made people feel Suman was ambiguous.

Su Man glared at Mo Ziqian, and replied, "What are you supposed to do, don't grab the quilt with me."

Mo Ziqian's eyes darkened a bit, and the smile on his face deepened, his phoenix eyes squinted at Su Man, and said meaningfully, "I don't want to grab the quilt with you."

After Mo Ziqian finished speaking, he bent down, picked up Suman in one go, and walked upstairs with his slender legs.

Although Su Man was surprised by Mo Ziqian's unexpected princess hug, she just opened her eyes a little bit, smiled for a moment, put her hands directly around Mo Ziqian's neck, with a bright smile on her face.

Mo Ziqian carried Suman into the room, kicked the door shut, and walked towards the big bed in the inner room.

He put Suman on the big bed and began to take off Suman's pants.

Maybe Su Man had expected what would happen at Su's house, so when he went back, he put on his pants on purpose, as expected.

Su Man frowned, with a bright smile still on his face, and said, "Mr. Mo, are you in a hurry?"

Mo Ziqian raised his eyes and glanced at Su Man, but did not speak.

Su Man looked at Mo Ziqian, a faint blush rose on his face, and said, "Mr. Mo, if you were an ancient emperor, wouldn't it be bad for you to do this, I will be hurt by you, This is to be charged with bewitching the emperor, and to invade the pig cage."

Mo Ziqian listened to Suman's Arabian Nights, looked up at Suman, and replied, "You are the one who makes the most mistakes, we are husband and wife, even in the daytime, it can only prove that we have a good relationship, and not seeing each other every day is like three autumns apart. "

Su Man didn't expect that Mo Ziqian would also learn to be glib.

However, when Mo Ziqian said this, he looked really ruffian, his eyes flashed, his face kept smiling, his thin lips were raised a little, he really had the air of an elegant ruffian.

Su Man turned over and wanted to get rid of Mo Ziqian's movement, but he did not expect that Mo Ziqian had already unbuttoned Su Man. Su Man turned over, and Mo Ziqian was only holding two trouser legs. He took off Suman's pants.

In an instant, Suman's legs were exposed in the air.

Mo Ziqian even smiled and said, "Mrs. Mo, you are more eager than me."

Suman's face instantly looked like a burning cloud hanging in the sky at sunset, so red that he could bleed.

Su Man's lips moved, unwilling to look at Mo Ziqian's complacent appearance, she stacked her legs together in a provocative pose, her red lips moved, "Mr. Mo—"

Su Man's voice was deliberately drawn out, and he looked straight at Mo Ziqian with big eyes full of deep meaning.

Mo Ziqian's thick black sword eyebrows raised upwards, the charm in his pupils spontaneously emerged, and his thin lips even rose a little.

Su Man looked at Mo Ziqian, put his elbows on the bed, put his head on his hands, and looked at Mo Ziqian.

Mo Ziqian smiled, sat on the bed immediately, and put Su Man's leg on his lap.

Black eyes fell on Suman's knees, both knees were red and swollen, Mo Ziqian's lips moved, "I'm punished to kneel."

Mo Ziqian's words were obviously in a declarative tone, appearing determined.

Su Man did not expect that Mo Ziqian took off her pants to check her knees.

The smile on Su Man's face froze, she thought she had covered it up well, and even walked a little slower on purpose, just to prevent Mo Ziqian from finding out, but she didn't expect Mo Ziqian to find out anyway.

The Su family's ancestral hall is entirely paved with marble. Su Man wears thin trousers. Kneeling on it, his knees are not only cold, but also very painful.

Su Man didn't speak, Mo Ziqian glanced at Su Man's swollen knee, put it down gently, and went to the side to get alcohol and cotton.

Mo Ziqian skillfully poured alcohol on the cotton with his slender fingers, and rubbed it on Suman's knee.

The alcohol seeped into the skin, stinging slightly, and Suman's body trembled slightly.

Although this movement was very light, Mo Ziqian still knew it. His eyes fell on Su Man's face and he said, "It hurts?"

Suman nodded directly.

Mo Ziqian's movements were a little slower, and his hands were a little lighter.

At first, there was still some tingling pain in the knee, but later, the knee was cold, and Suman fell asleep on the bed.

After Mo Ziqian wiped Su Man, he looked up and saw that Su Man had fallen asleep.

Mo Ziqian looked at Suman's reddish face, fair skin, and long eyelashes, leaving a dark shadow on his eyelids.

Mo Ziqian lowered his head and placed a kiss on Suman's forehead.

The kiss was very light, like the wind blowing. Suman was sleeping and didn't move at all.

Mo Ziqian hugged Suman on the pillow, covered him with a quilt, adjusted the temperature in the room to 25 degrees, closed the curtains, walked back to the bed, lifted the thin quilt, and fell asleep with Suman in his arms.

The rare half-day sneak away, the two slept for a long time.

In the evening, Suman woke up. When his body moved, he found that he was imprisoned by some object. He couldn't help but look to his side. In the dim room, Suman saw a handsome face.

Mo Ziqian's eyelashes are very black, very thick, his lips are tightly pursed, and his breathing is even, even sleeping is so pleasing to the eye.

Su Man's leg was a little numb, and when she moved, she realized that she was pressing Mo Ziqian's leg in an ambiguous position.

Su Man took a cautious look at Mo Ziqian, seeing that his eyes were still tightly closed, he lifted his legs slightly, and shifted his position.

But unexpectedly, there was a touch of warmth on her legs.

The man's slender fingers pinched Su Man's leg tightly. Su Man opened his eyes and looked directly at Mo Ziqian beside him.

However, there was a faint smile on Mo Ziqian's face, with a hoarseness that had just woken up, and he said in a low voice, "Mrs. Mo, you have finally woken up. Now you have to take responsibility to the end."

When Mo Ziqian said this, he took Suman's hand and placed it above his knee.

Suman felt the burning heat in his palm, and his eyes opened wider.

Mo Ziqian

(End of this chapter)