Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 223 Mrs. Mo, Help Me

Mo Ziqian looked at the cunning flash in Suman's eyes, and the smile on his lips was full of helplessness, but also accompanied by a bit of joy.

Suman's personality is sometimes like a child's. For example, now, she looked at his embarrassed appearance and asked questions knowingly.

Mo Ziqian didn't dare to get too close to Su Man, but even at such a distance, Mo Ziqian could smell the faint scent of shampoo on Su Man's body. This smell was consistent with her, but it was the same smell. , causing Mo Ziqian's smooth blood to rise again.

Mo Ziqian's eyes were originally dark, but this will be even more like the ink pond in the past, completely unable to see the deep meaning brewing inside.

Su Man was still smiling coquettishly beside Mo Ziqian. The bright smile on his face was like a blooming flower, attracting people to pick it.

It was as if there was a suction force on Suman's body, tightly surrounding Mo Ziqian.

Mo Ziqian couldn't bear the temptation and approached Suman.

Su Man sensed Mo Ziqian's situation, and there was a faint uncontrollable explosive power. Su Man couldn't bear it, and she immediately thought of the child in her belly.

After Mo Ziqian let go of Su Man's lips, Su Man resisted the bone-piercing feeling and said, "My child—"

Suddenly, Su Man's voice came from Mo Ziqian's ear.

child.

Mo Ziqian's head was like a basin of water under his feet, breathing heavily, his beating heart suddenly stopped, he let go of Suman, and entered the bathroom again.

Su Man watched Mo Ziqian walk into the bathroom quickly, and then heard the sound of rushing water.

This time, Su Man knew what Mo Ziqian was doing inside without even thinking about it.

Suman actually felt that she had overdone it. She walked to the closet and took out the hair dryer.

Su Man sat on the long sofa in front of the bed and waited for a while, only to see Mo Ziqian come out of the bathroom in a wet change.

Mo Ziqian looked up and saw Suman, but he didn't approach Suman.

Mo Ziqian thought that he was covered in water, and worried that the air-conditioning on his body would hurt Su Man, so he didn't approach him.

However, Su Man saw Mo Ziqian deliberately staying away, smiled and said, "Mr. Mo, your hair is too wet, I'll dry it for you."

Mo Ziqian's eyes were still dark for a while, he didn't approach Suman, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mrs. Mo, it's a bit hot in the room, I'm going out for a walk."

Mo Ziqian felt that it was too uncomfortable not to stay in the same room with Su Man at this time.

Mo Ziqian took out a sportswear from the closet and went into the bathroom to change.

Suman watched Mo Ziqian put on sportswear and walk out
The white sweatshirt outlines Mo Ziqian's long figure, and when he walks, he reveals his strong and powerful muscles.

Mo Ziqian walked out of the room and went to the third floor.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Suman was leaning against the bed alone, a little bored, and had almost slept during the day, so he would not feel sleepy.

Suman took out his phone and refreshed Weibo.

Half an hour later, Su Man put down his phone, but Mo Ziqian hadn't come back yet, so Su Man inevitably walked out of the room.

It's so late, what is Mo Ziqian doing?
Su Man went downstairs. The butler saw Su Man and asked, "Young Madam, it's so late, where are you going?"

With a smile on Suman's face, he asked, "Uncle Housekeeper, where did you see Mr. Mo go?"

Su Man used to call Mo Ziqian Mr. Mo.

The housekeeper was a little surprised when he heard Su Man address Mo Ziqian, but he replied after a while, "Master, it may be in the gym on the third floor."

Suman has lived in Mo Mansion for a while, and only then did he know that the third floor is a gym.

Although Suman doesn't like to exercise, but when he sees the beautiful buttocks that are often reported in the news, he will always point it out and have a look.

Su Man turned to think of the texture of Mo Ziqian's body, and his heart seemed to be a little excited.

She quickly walked to the third floor.

Suman walked to the third floor and slowed down.

The door on the third floor was wide open. Su Man leaned on the door and secretly looked inside.

All that entered Suman's eyes were rows and rows of fitness equipment, and Mo Ziqian was not in front.

Suman walked in from the door.

The first thing I saw was a big black sandbag. Suman stretched out his hand and pushed it, but he didn't push it. It seemed that the sandbag was very heavy.

Suman walked inside again and saw a treadmill.

She walked further inside, only to see Mo Ziqian put both hands on the lever to make the engine go up.

Mo Ziqian's hands supported the weight of his body, and he went up one after another. Mo Ziqian's movements were very standard, and the muscles on his arms were very obvious.

Sweat was already dripping from his forehead, and the sweat slid down his degraded face, flowing into his clothes one by one from his neck.

The white clothes stuck to his body, revealing his strong figure.

Who said that only women can use the word sexy, so do men.

Mo Ziqian was in good shape, Su Man looked straight at Mo Ziqian without turning his eyes.

Perhaps Su Man's gaze was too eager, Mo Ziqian couldn't ignore the scorching gaze from behind.

Mo Ziqian looked back along his line of sight and found Su Man leaning against the wall, staring straight at him.

Mo Ziqian jumped off the lever beautifully.

Mo Ziqian picked up a towel to wipe off the sweat on his face, with a faint smile on his face, his dark eyes looked at Suman, and said, "Why are you here?"

Su Man looked at Mo Ziqian who was wearing a sweatshirt. This kind of Mo Ziqian was different from the previous Mo Ziqian who was wearing a black suit and white shirt. The sweatshirt made Mo Ziqian look younger and more elegant.

With a bright smile on Suman's face, he said, "Mr. Mo, you are not in the room, I can't sleep alone."

Listening to what Su Man said, Mo Ziqian was still calm on the face, but he was a little happy in his heart. The happy seed seemed to sprout and grow in an instant, and gradually became a big tree in the sky. The corners of Mo Ziqian's mouth also rose open.

Su Man looked at the smile on Mo Ziqian's face, approached her, stood in front of Mo Ziqian, and said, "It turns out that Mr. Mo maintains such a good figure, the secret is here, I rarely see you come Gym on the third floor, where did you go to gym before?"

Mo Ziqian looked at Suman, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not fall, "I have a Venus fitness card, and I go back three or four times a month."

Suman asked again, "Is Mr. Mo's coach male or female?"

Mo Ziqian's deep eyes seemed to be shining brightly, but he still said, "Female."

Su Man raised his mouth immediately, Mo Ziqian looked at Su Man's delicate appearance, but smiled lightly, and then said, "It's already 50 years old."

Suman broke his mouth and laughed.

Mo Ziqian smiled and said, "Vinegar jar."

Su Man replied, "I, Su Man, are justifiably labeled on you. Mr. Mo Ziqian, you are mine. Other women, even older women, cannot have other thoughts about you. .”

Su Man spoke directly, and his voice was neither high nor low. Mo Ziqian laughed when he saw Su Man's upright speech.

Suman's hair was draped softly behind him. Under the white light, his long hair was black and shiny.

Mo Ziqian reached out and stroked Suman's long hair, and tied the long hair that fell by his ears on Suman's back.

Suman's lips moved, "Mr. Mo, next time you go to the gym, I will go too. I heard that many people practice pole dancing now. I wonder if I can do it?"

As soon as Su Man's forehead fell, Mo Ziqian said, "No."

Suman immediately became unhappy and said, "Why?"

Mo Ziqian said, "Now you are pregnant, if you like pole dancing and give birth in the future, I will take you there."

Su Man turned around, turned his back to Mo Ziqian, and said dissatisfiedly, "Look, you said you didn't care about the child. If you really have a child, you will forget the child's mother."

Of course, Su Man knew that she couldn't do some strenuous exercise if she was pregnant. She just wanted to see Mo Ziqian's attitude.

Mo Ziqian stretched out his hand to turn Su Man, hugged Su Man in his arms, and said softly, "Okay, I'm not a child anymore, I like you the most."

After Mo Ziqian finished speaking, he lowered his head and left a kiss on Su Man's forehead.

The kiss was light, like a feather passing by.

Su Man looked at Mo Ziqian and said, "Slick tongue."

Mo Ziqian looked at the time on the wall, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Mo Ziqian said, "Let's go back and rest."

Mo Ziqian put his arms around Suman and prepared to go out.

But Su Man didn't move. Mo Ziqian raised his eyebrows, his eyes deepened, and he bent down to hug Su Man.

With a smile on Suman's face, he hugged Mo Ziqian's neck with both hands.

Mo Ziqian walked briskly out of the gym and went downstairs.

Mo Ziqian carried Suman into the bathroom and put him down. After filling the bathtub with hot water, he said, "Mrs. Mo, take a bath."

After Mo Ziqian finished speaking, he walked out of the bathroom.

Seeing Mo Ziqian stepping out of the bathroom, Su Man immediately laughed.

Mo Ziqian was avoiding her.

Suman put his hands on his waist and was about to take off his T-shirt when the bathroom door rang again.

Suman paused with his hands on his waist and looked towards the bathroom door.

Mo Ziqian's obsidian-like eyes saw a white image appear, and then he saw Suman's smiling face.

"Mr. Mo, are you going to take a bath for me?"

Suman's voice was obviously smiling.

Mo Ziqian looked at Suman's smug smile, but didn't speak. He put the clothes in his hands aside and said unnaturally, "I'm worried that you won't be sleepy to wear them, so I'll bring them in for you."

Mo Ziqian put his pajamas on a hanger and walked out of the bathroom.

Suman watched Mo Ziqian walk out of the bathroom, then took off his clothes, walked into the bathtub, and began to take a bath.

Half an hour later, Suman got up from the bathtub, picked up a towel to dry off the water on his body, and picked up the pajamas Mo Ziqian sent.

The pink pajamas are bright in color, but the clothes seem very conservative.

Mo Ziqian naturally turned on the blower to dry Su Man's hair.

The two were lying on the bed, Su Man slipped into Mo Ziqian's arms, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

Mo Ziqian hugged the woman with soft fragrance in his arms, but he didn't feel sleepy.

In the darkness, sweat dripped from Mo Ziqian's forehead, and his thin lips were tightly pressed into a line.

Mo Ziqian didn't fall asleep all night, and clearly hugged Suman.

The next day, when Suman opened his eyes, he met a pair of dark eyes.

Mo Ziqian's pupils were very deep, and the intense black seemed to be dripping ink.

Mo Ziqian's body was hot for a while, and Su Man couldn't help asking, "Mr. Mo, do you have a fever?"

Mo Ziqian did not speak, his eyes were fixed on Suman. Invisibly, Suman vaguely heard burning sparks flickering in the air.

Su Man watched Mo Ziqian's thin lips getting closer.

The scorching breath sprayed on Suman's face, and it was hot, as if his skin was on fire.

The wind blows the leaves and rustles.
(End of this chapter)