Billionaire Marriage: The President Asks for a Name

Chapter 16

The little thing's figure is definitely not what it appears on the surface, at least the touch that Long Zeting feels makes him feel that he has definitely earned it.

The bedside light didn't turn on.

In the darkness, the man's slightly cold lips fell down gently like a feather. Ai Caocao wanted to resist, but kissing and kissing seemed not so repulsive.

It just didn't take long.

The man doesn't seem to be satisfied with just such a kiss at all. His hands have nimbly unbuttoned her collar, and his hot palms seem to scald her skin...

"Baby, can you please give it to me?"

Ai Caocao was dizzy, only felt that she was as soft as a puddle of mud, the man beside her ear was panting heavily, completely different from the painting style just now, his kiss lingering on her skin was domineering and tough, not at all Will give her the possibility of rejection!

Seeing that the arrow was on the string at this time, when it had to be fired, suddenly there was a sound of thumping outside the door.

"Someone..."

Ai Caocao pushed him, his head suddenly became clear for a moment, and he closed his legs, trying to avoid the man's attack.

However, the man's strong body didn't move. He rubbed her cheek and said in a hoarse voice, "No one! You heard it wrong!"

But the voice outside continued all the time. Could it be that she really had auditory hallucinations?

Long Zeting was going to undo the last layer of restraint, but the knocking on the door became more and more intense, and the man couldn't help frowning, "Get lost!"

"Boss, there is something wrong with the goods on the Dragon City Wharf, Boss..."

Long Zeting knew exactly what that thing was, he paused for a few seconds, then calmed down the anger in his chest, and got off Ai Caocao.

"I have to go out first. If you have something to do, go downstairs to Uncle Zhong. He can help you."

Ai Caocao nodded obediently.

After people went out, she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and then violently tossed and turned a few times on the bed.

Just now, just now... Just a little bit, just!

Ai Caocao was still tangled in the room, while Long Zeting had already come out with a dark face, whoever was interrupted would probably not have a good face.

Xiao Cheng tried very hard to treat himself as an invisible person, not to look at the blackened face of the boss.

Long Zeting picked up a document from his hand and threw it at it. When Xiao Cheng was hit quietly, he frowned and said with a sullen face, "Is it the ghost?"

"Boss, I suspect..."

This matter is not big or small, but it needs to be solved by Long Zeting himself. He has such a gloomy face all the way, that the bodyguards dare not even take a breath!
What happened on the pier, and who is behind the scenes, if you check carefully, you can find out the reason!

If someone wants to block Long Zeting's way, he can only blame him for not having good eyesight!
When they arrived at the pier, a fight was inevitable. Those who should be dealt with were dealt with directly on the spot, and then they were thrown into the river to feed the fish. When everything was over, the man dragged away the blood-stained black windbreaker and threw it on the ground as if nothing had happened. He turned aside and got into the car!
"Boss, where are you going now?"

"go home!"

Family?
It seemed the first time Xiao Cheng heard this word from the boss, he couldn't help but feel a little strange, just raised his eyes to look over, and met those cold black eyes, he touched his nose, and shifted his gaze embarrassingly.

On this day, Ai Caocao ate, ate, slept and slept in the villa, and surfed the Internet in the room by the way, and the day seemed to pass quickly.

When sleeping at night, apart from asking for a good night kiss, the man didn't seem to be in any unruly places. Ai Caocao felt that she had actually gained the identity of a wife, and it seemed that there was not much change.

After breakfast the next day.

Ai Caocao mentioned that he was going back to school. Long Zeting has been busy recently, so he has already been a director in the study so early. Uncle Zhong nodded, "Let Xiao Huang take you there later."

Ai Caocao tilted her head, always feeling that Xiao Huang's name was very similar to... the name of a big yellow dog, although she never said it.

The driver, whose surname is Huang, has bright yellow hair. What drove out of the garage was a white Audi R8, which was relatively low-key.

No matter how low-key it is, it will attract many people to stop.

Especially the protagonist is the wormwood who was a little popular in school before.

"Young Mistress, I'll come pick you up at noon."

"No, no need! I will live in the dormitory tonight, and I will go back tomorrow weekend!"

In fact, there are no courses in junior year, it is the same whether she is in school or not, but Ai Caocao is not used to such a delicate life, she can do whatever she wants here.

The so-called weekend is just an excuse.

Xiao Huang was a little embarrassed, he took out his mobile phone, "Wait, I'll ask Uncle Zhong."

When Uncle Zhong received the call, Long Zeting happened to be having breakfast downstairs, and he raised his eyes lazily, "What's the matter?"

"The young mistress said she would stay at school for one night and come back tomorrow?"

The man raised his eyebrows. I'm afraid the little girl won't want to come back if she lives here, but how can this be done?Let him stay alone?

His face remained unchanged, he wiped his hands gracefully with a tissue, his thin lips slightly raised, "I'll go pick him up in person at night."

soon.

Xiao Huang passed on the words of the boss, and the wormwood was a little messy in the wind.

Sure enough, if you get married, you will lose your freedom in life. If you knew it earlier, you would have known it earlier...

I can't get on Long Zeting's boat anymore.

But I didn't know everything earlier, Ai Caocao tossed her hair melancholy, raised her head, and suddenly met the two pairs of eyes poking around on the balcony of the 213 dormitory...

(End of this chapter)