Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 279 The Back
The wind on the mountain was a bit cold, and the fragrance of Suman's body still lingered in the air.

Mo Ziqian's hand turned cold, and panic flashed in his black eyes.

Mo Ziqian couldn't help walking towards Suman, his thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something in his heart.

Su Man turned his back to Mo Ziqian and did not see Mo Ziqian's appearance at this time.

Mo Ziqian took a few steps with his slender legs.

Wen Xinlan watched Mo Ziqian walking towards Su Man, panicked, she quickly caught up with Mo Ziqian, and held Mo Ziqian's hand.

Mo Ziqian's hand didn't stop for a moment, and he just shook off Wen Xinlan.

Mo Ziqian had learned kung fu, so his hand strength was naturally much stronger than that of the man on one side, so he threw Wen Xinlan to the side.

This is a downhill road, Wen Xinlan bumped into a rock, and her body immediately rolled down the mountain like a ball.

Mo Ziqian kept walking forward with both feet. No matter how fast his steps were, he could not catch up with Wen Xinlan's rolling round body. Before Wen Xinlan could cry out in surprise, she bumped into Mo Ziqian's leg.

Then, Wen Xinlan shouted, "Ah!"

Mo Ziqian was going to chase Suman, but saw Wen Xinlan rolling down, and his footsteps stopped.

Mo Ziqian's eyes were still looking straight at Suman in front of him, and there seemed to be a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

Wen Xinlan's voice was not too loud, and she suppressed the pain even when she hit her head against the stone, not wanting to be heard by Suman in front.

Mo Ziqian watched Suman's figure get farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.

Mo Ziqian couldn't see Su Man's figure, so he turned around, grabbed Wen Xinlan with his big palm, and pulled Wen Xinlan up from the ground.

Mo Ziqian looked at the cut on Wen Xinlan's head, blood was bleeding, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his brows frowned.

Wen Xinlan looked at Mo Ziqian, covered the wound with her hand, and said weakly, "Brother Qian, don't look, it must be ugly!"

Mo Ziqian paused for a moment, then said, "Are you all right?"

Wen Xinlan tightened her hand covering the wound, a trace of scarlet liquid faintly flowed out between her fingers, and said, "It's okay."

Mo Ziqian watched Wen Xinlan's face turn pale, his body shook for a while, and finally rushed towards Mo Ziqian.

Looking at Wen Xinlan's appearance, Mo Ziqian felt a little pity.

This time, Wen Xinlan fell into Mo Ziqian's arms.

Mo Ziqian frowned, carried Wen Xinlan into his arms and walked down the hill, heading straight for the hospital.

The doctor bandaged Wen Xinlan's head again, and did a physical examination. After finding nothing abnormal, Mo Ziqian went to Mo's residence.

Su Man walked into the Mo residence with a faint smile on his face again.

Seeing the smile on Suman's face, the butler greeted him.

Suman smiled and chatted with the butler for a while.

Su Man said again that in Mo Yun Mo Yue's room, she played with Mo Yun Mo Yue, and she didn't return to the room until Mo Yun Mo Yue was about to rest.

Suman went straight into the bathroom, took a hot bath, and felt relaxed for a while.

Su Man pressed Mo Ziqian to a certain corner of his heart, as long as he didn't touch her, she would be equally heartless.

Now, Su Man only had Mo Yun Mo Yue in his heart, and Mo Ziqian gradually faded from Su Man's heart.

Su Man lay on the bed, not thinking about Mo Ziqian, as if he fell asleep very quickly.

She fell asleep in bed for a while.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Mo Ziqian returned to Mo Mansion.

Mo Ziqian went to Mo Yun Moyue's room to stay for a while before he walked to Su Man's room.

He didn't reach out to turn the door, mind.Suman's face appeared.

Mo Ziqian's hand stopped in the air, he didn't know if Suman fell asleep.

He stood at the door like this, and after a long time, he turned and left.

That night, Mo Ziqian didn't climb the window again, but went back to the master bedroom where they had fond memories together.

Mo Ziqian opened the cold room, and there was no scent from Su Man in it.

Mo Ziqian's hand fell on the doorknob, and he looked at the bedroom with his black eyes, and the pictures of the past love flashed before his eyes one by one.

Suman lay on the bed, looked at him, and said, "Mr. Mo, it's so late, why don't you rest?"

Suman reached out and pulled down the pajamas on his body a little, revealing a touch of snow white.

Mo Ziqian's black eyes faintly revealed a gleam of light, he immediately closed the door and walked towards the big bed.

Mo Ziqian said, "Mrs. Mo, I'm going to take a shower right now."

Mo Ziqian quickly took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom. After washing up quickly, he wrapped himself in a towel and walked out of the bathroom.

His body was still stained with hot water, and one by one was hanging on his chest.

His short hair was still dripping with water, Mo Ziqian was a little anxious, standing at the door of the bathroom with his slender legs, looking at the big bed with his black eyes.

He was still worried that Suman would wait for a long time.

But when he looked at the empty big bed, a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

Only then did he realize that he and Suman were having a fight.

Suman was in the small room downstairs.

Mo Ziqian was quick just now, but now his movements seemed to have slowed down. Mo Ziqian walked to the side of the big bed, took out a pack of cigarettes from his clothes, and walked to the balcony of the bedroom.

Mo Ziqian stood on the balcony, looking at the dark night sky outside, he picked up a cigarette and lit it naturally, the faint flame was just like Mo Ziqian's mood at this time.

Mo Ziqian put the cigarette on the left side and took a sip, the smell of nicotine spread in the air in an instant.

Su Man's face kept appearing in Mo Ziqian's mind, and there was also that face that Mo Ziqian could not forget.

Mo Ziqian was very contradictory. He had the urge to leave Suman, but there was another voice in his heart resisting.

Mo Ziqian's face appeared and disappeared in the darkness, and the cigarette in his hand quickly burned completely.

Mo Ziqian put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and he took out another one and smoked it.

On the balcony, there was a strong smell of nicotine, and a lot of cigarette butts fell in the ashtray.

Mo Ziqian finished his last cigarette before walking towards the room.

Mo Ziqian was lying on the spacious bed, it was late at night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

On the big bed, he couldn't smell any fragrance from Suman's body.

Mo Ziqian's heart became very empty, and a feeling that he had never felt before spread in his heart, making him very anxious.

Mo Ziqian couldn't fall asleep, so he got up from the bed again, and went directly to the study.

At this time, the foreign country has already dawned.

Mo Ziqian hadn't logged into the international mail for a long time, and as soon as he did, several mails popped up immediately.

Mo Ziqian opened it and read it one by one, and finally Mo Ziqian replied an email to a friend far away.

If you have two women in your heart, one is alive and the other is dead, and the two are contradictory, how should you choose?

Mo Ziqian looked at the typed handwriting for a long time, his fingers stayed on the send button, and he didn't click the send button for a long time.

In the end, Mo Ziqian stared at the email and deleted it anyway.

Mo Ziqian went back to the bedroom after dealing with business all night in the study.

Maybe it was because he was too tired, Mo Ziqian finally fell asleep lying on the bed.

In his sleep, Mo Ziqian appeared two faces, they were wearing different clothes.

The facial features of the two faces are exactly the same, but one face is full of smiles, as bright as a newborn sun.But the other face is soft and cowardly, looking at it, I can't help but want to care for it.

They stood in front of Mo Ziqian at the same time and said, "Mr. Mo, I like you!"

They reached out to Mo Ziqian at the same time. Mo Ziqian looked at this and that, but he didn't go to one of them.

Seeing that Mo Ziqian didn't choose, they approached Mo Ziqian again.

Mo Ziqian actually moved back, seeing them getting closer, their hands were about to fall on Mo Ziqian.

Mo Ziqian still couldn't choose, he felt anxious, and suddenly woke up from his dream.

Mo Ziqian opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

Mo Ziqian sat up from the bed, his black eyes dimmed as the image of the dream still remained in his mind.

Mo Ziqian went into the bathroom to freshen up, opened the closet, and reached for the clothes.

When he saw the ladies' clothes hanging on the other side, he stopped immediately.

Mo Ziqian looked at the pale yellow short skirt, and Su Man's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Suman's complexion is very beautiful in the light yellow short skirt, her skin is tender and white, her figure fits well, her slender waist, her plump breasts, everything is just like a woman deliberately fabricated by God, so perfect.

The bright smile on her face is so charming, looking at Suman's smile, it seems that all the troubles are gone.

Mo Ziqian moved his eyes, and Suman disappeared again.

His dark eyes darkened, he picked up his suit and put it on.

Mo Ziqian has always been the most casual about dressing. Today, he actually wore a casual shirt with a black suit on top.

Suman opened his eyes and had a good night's sleep last night. His body became very relaxed and his mind was very clear.

Suman is used to taking a shower in the morning.

She went into the bathroom and took a shower, put some medicine on her arm, changed into a loose shirt and capri pants, and walked out of the room.

Suman closed the door, and there was a sound of footsteps in his ears.

Su Man raised his eyes, and Mo Ziqian happened to be looking at Su Man's room.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

Mo Ziqian rarely saw Su Man wearing pants and a white shirt, making Su Man look very handsome.

A heroic spirit of a woman exuded, and Mo Ziqian couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

Suman turned his gaze immediately.

When Mo Ziqian was looking at Suman, Suman left Mo Ziqian with a white back.

Su Man guessed that Mo Ziqian was going to the restaurant, so Su Man went to Mo Yun Mo Yue's room.

Mo Ziqian looked at Suman's back and stepped forward.

Su Man vaguely heard Mo Ziqian's footsteps, and Su Man's footsteps were a little faster.

Mo Yun Mo Yue just woke up, and the nanny was mixing milk powder.

Suman stepped forward, took the milk powder from the nanny, and blended it with Mo Yunmoyue.

Suman's movements are very skillful, as if he has done it many times.

When Su Man looked at Mo Yun Mo Yue, the peaceful smile on his face was a smile from the heart.

Mo Ziqian stood at the door, looked inside, and was immediately confused by Suman's smile.

Suman at this time is really beautiful.

Mo Ziqian's heart suddenly jumped, and the movement was so large that his eyes darkened a bit.

Mo Ziqian didn't know that there was a smile on the corner of his lips, and his face softened.

Mo Ziqian watched Su Man hold Mo Yun and put the bottle on Mo Yun's mouth.

Seeing Suman hugging Mo Yun, Mo Yue immediately yelled.

Su Man smiled and glanced at Mo Yue. Mo Yun was sitting on Su Man's lap holding the baby bottle.

The nanny couldn't coax Mo Yue, so Suman whispered to the nanny, who hugged Mo Yue on Suman's other leg and delivered the milk powder.

Su Man fed Mo Yue with the milk powder, and Mo Yue sucked the milk powder with her mouth, and did not hold the bottle with her hands at all.

Seeing Mo Yue's lazy appearance, Su Man laughed for a while.

Standing at the door, Mo Ziqian looked at this scene, feeling a sense of peace and tranquility in his heart that he had never felt before.

He seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't have any worries in his mind.

At this moment, Mo Ziqian was very happy!
(End of this chapter)