Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 263 Peeking
Su Man also saw Mo Ziqian's black eyes, and suddenly two words appeared in his mind, not good.

Her actions just now may have been discovered by Mo Ziqian.

Of course Su Man didn't want Mo Ziqian to speak out, so he immediately said, "Oh, I'm so sleepy!"

Suman was about to turn around as he spoke.

Unexpectedly, Suman twisted just now, and the arc was very small.

Suman's wrist was grasped by a big one. '

As soon as the opponent's palm was retracted, Su Man was pulled into his arms by Mo Ziqian.

Mo Ziqian was only wrapped in a bath towel, which only covered important parts.

Suman was wearing a loose silk pajamas.

There were still drops of water on Mo Ziqian's body, and Su Man's silk was pasted on it.

The pajamas immediately finished absorbing the water from Mo Ziqian's body, and stuck to Su Man's body, outlining Su Man's perfect figure.

Mo Ziqian hugged Su Man in his arms and said, "Mrs. Mo, you weren't just watching me take a shower, were you?"

Suman was only separated by a very thin layer of fabric, and the temperature from Mo Ziqian's body penetrated directly into Suman's body. '

Mo Ziqian's body temperature was very high, and Su Man seemed to be scalded, she couldn't help shrinking down.

Suman lowered his head.

Naturally, Mo Ziqian did not allow Su Man to escape, and raised her jaw with one hand.

Su Man raised his eyes and looked into Mo Ziqian's eyes with deep meaning.

So dark, like thick ink.

Suman's eyes froze.

Mo Ziqian didn't hear Su Man's answer, so he naturally wouldn't let Su Man go.

Mo Ziqian's thin lips said again, "Mrs. Mo, what were you looking at just now?"

Suman thought for a while and replied, "Mr. Mo, you are overthinking. I just saw that you didn't take your pajamas. I want to ask if you want me to put your pajamas at the door for you?"

Listening to Suman's explanation, Mo Ziqian thought that it was obviously not to his liking, nor did it suit Suman's reaction just now.

Mo Ziqian smiled lightly and said, "Mrs. Mo, are you dishonest?"

Su Man met Mo Ziqian's eyes, showed a bright smile, and said, "Mr. Mo, you are my husband, and I will peek at him taking a bath."

Mo Ziqian raised his thick black eyebrows, fixed his eyes on Su Man, and said, "That's not necessarily the case."

Hearing what Mo Ziqian said, Su Man immediately said, "Mr. Mo, you are too self-righteous. I want to see it, and I can see it in a fair way."

In order to show that what she said was true, Su Man immediately reached out to Mo Ziqian and pulled the towel wrapped around Mo Ziqian's waist.

After shaking the towel with his hand, Su Man suddenly remembered that Mo Ziqian seemed to have nothing to cover his body except this towel.

It's not that Su Man has never seen Mo Ziqian's body, but at this moment, Su Man thought of Mo Ziqian's body.
Suman's face suddenly turned red.

She fell into Mo Ziqian's eyes like a blooming flower.

Mo Ziqian looked at Suman, but he didn't bow his head like before, grabbing Suman's lips.

Mo Ziqian let go of Suman.

Mo Ziqian carried Suman on his back to the big bed inside.

Su Man stood where she was. She looked at Mo Ziqian's broad back, lost in thought.

What happened to Mo Ziqian?
Why didn't he respond to her at all?

Tonight, she deliberately put on this silk pajamas after taking a shower.

She didn't wear any of her insides, she just wanted to see Mo Ziqian's reaction.

Mo Ziqian still didn't move.

Could it be that her figure has deteriorated?
Or, her recent unkemptness has made Mo Ziqian lose interest?
When Suman thought about these questions, he couldn't help feeling heavy.

Although Su Man is not a woman who is attracted by hormones, but facing her husband's indifference, she naturally feels a little bit tempted.

Suman walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes, and took a closer look at himself. '

The skin is still white, and there is no trace of fat on the body, and there are naturally no stretch marks.

The waist is still slender, and the legs are still straight.

Such a figure should be perfect.

Which school is Mo Ziqian?

Suman couldn't figure it out.

Suman put on his pajamas and walked to the inner room. At this time, Mo Ziqian was already leaning on the bed, posing in a lazy posture.

Suman walked in front of the bed, moved small steps, and posed a pose in front of the center of the bed.

Suman raised his arms and brushed his long hair behind his ears.

Suman's sleeves are very wide, and the silk is ruthless, immediately revealing a large arm like a lotus root.

Of Suman's long legs, one is bent in front and the other is standing straight behind.

The split design is tied with just a belt at the waist.

This pose is the most classic beauty picture on TV and even on the computer.

Su Man felt that if Mo Ziqian didn't look at him anymore, there must be something wrong.

Suman stood for a while.

The room was quiet.

Su Man thought that Mo Ziqian was looking at her, so he could not help but glance at Mo Ziqian quietly with the corner of his eyes.

Su Man thought he would see a pair of deep eyes, just like in his memory, covered with a layer of mist, sparkling with sparkles.

Of course, Suman didn't see those charming eyes at all.

Su Man saw Mo Ziqian looking at his phone with his head down.

Suddenly, Suman became a little angry.

There was a big beautiful woman standing in front of him. He didn't look at it, but wanted to check his phone.

Suman was a little dissatisfied, and it was more about provoking Suman's fighting index.

Suman took a deep breath, then she twisted her body and walked towards the closet.

After confinement, Suman specially received a gift from Sister Xue.

A black light suit.

Su Man didn't want to wear it at first, but at this moment, facing Mo Ziqian's indifference, Su Man didn't think too much about it.

Follow your heart, Suman will definitely make Mo Ziqian show his round shape tonight.

Suman found the things Sister Xue sent, and walked into the bathroom with the box in her arms.

Suman deliberately rattled the bathroom door.

She just wanted to get Mo Ziqian's attention.

After Suman walked into the bathroom, he quietly looked through the crack of the door.

Still not seeing Mo Ziqian raise his head.

Suman really wanted to stomp his feet hard. '

Suman hugged the box tightly, his fingertips turned pale.

Suman took a few steady breaths before walking to the big mirror. Suman took off his pajamas and put on the suit in the box.

Seeing the black clothes on his body, Suman blushed a little.

It was the first time for Suman to wear such clothes, so he was inevitably embarrassed.

Suman looked in the bathroom for a while before she put on the red silk nightdress.

Suman strode out of the bathroom.

Suman's legs were raised, and the black in the skirt could still be vaguely seen.

The three distinct colors of black, white and red elevate a certain feeling to the extreme.

At this moment, Mo Ziqian still lowered his head.

Suman's steps seemed superfluous.

Su Man took another breath, walked to Mo Ziqian's side, and sat down.

Su Man directly took Mo Ziqian's hand and said, "Mr. Mo, what are you looking at?"

Su Man approached Mo Ziqian, and pretended to grab Mo Ziqian's cell phone.

Mo Ziqian moved quickly, and immediately put the phone aside, he immediately lay down on the bed, and said, "Mrs. Mo, good night, sleep."

Su Man watched Mo Ziqian's actions, he was obviously avoiding her.

Suman's heart beat a little faster.

Of course it wasn't because of being happy or excited, but because of Mo Ziqian's anger.

Mo Ziqian closed his eyes.

Su Man looked into Mo Ziqian's eyes, feeling dissatisfied.

Suman cheered up in his heart.

Finally, Suman got in from under the quilt.

(End of this chapter)