The President's Private Wife

"Stop leaning, don't, it's so deep, um..."

"Is it deep, Xiaoxiao? I want to go deeper, Xiaoxiao."

The rain at night gradually slowed down, but the two people who were entangled in the room didn't notice it. They held hands and kissed their lips, explaining things in simple terms, pursuing the instinct of pleasure and reaching the peak together.

In the scorching liquid ironing, Lu Xiaoxiao was held in Mu Shaoqing's arms, and Mu Shaoqing repeated those words.

"Xiao Xiao, you are mine."

Lu Xiaoxiao's face was flushed, and after the intense love, she still felt a little shy in the aftermath.

The cold fragrance from Mu Shaoqing's body seeped into her nose and penetrated into her bones and blood, as if it wanted to imprint a special mark on her body, making her linger.

Lying on his shoulder, Lu Xiaoxiao murmured in a low voice: "Mu Shaoqing, you smell so sweet."

Mu Shaoqing frowned: "Is it true? I should have no smell on my body, but you are the one who put on it so that it smells so good."

Lu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't have it, could it be the smell of shampoo?"

Mu Shaoqing was puzzled, "No, it's not, it's just a kind of smell, very light." Rubbing on her neck ambiguously, Mu Shaoqing raised his eyebrows: "I understand, it's probably the fragrance of bones. In ancient times, beauties like Concubine Yang Gui and Hede Feiyan had strange fragrances on their bodies, strange books and descriptions of gorgeous bones, natural charms that no one can match, and it is the seductive smell that emanates from the bones. Little you , probably also has this kind of strange fragrance, tsk tsk, it's really tempting."

Lu Xiaoxiao's neck was itchy from being rubbed by him, and she was extremely shy, biting her lip to hide from him: "You, stop talking nonsense, I don't have the smell you said, but you must have a smell."

"How can I have a smell? I'm a man, and if I have a man's smell, it's not a fragrance."

Neither of them admitted that there was a fragrance on their bodies, and Lu Xiaoxiao kept avoiding Mu Shaoqing all the time, making Mu Shaoqing a little annoyed, grabbed her and carried her to the bathroom together.

In fact, everyone has his own unique taste. A long time ago, human beings had not yet entered the civilized world. They just learned to walk upright. They had no language and did not recognize the difference between one person and another. Then what did they use to distinguish? How is it different from person to person?

Undoubtedly it is the smell, which until now has often been forgotten by people, but still has this instinct in the subconscious.

With eyes covered, a person can tell whether someone close to him is familiar with his sense of smell. Sometimes it is because this person knows the scent of that person.

When a person walks on the street, he smells a smell, and then feels that the smell is so familiar that it makes his heart tremble. At that time, he will think of someone, this is instinct.

So everyone has a memory about the taste, and the taste of some people is cared about, so it is familiar to another person.

Once the memory of the taste is engraved into the life, into the bone marrow, it will never be forgotten. Years later, if you smell it again, your heart will still tremble slightly.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoxiao and Mu Shaoqing didn't know how dangerous this smell would be if it was engraved into the bone marrow. The happiness of the two of them together almost made each other almost forget the world.

Lying on the bed holding Lu Xiaoxiao after taking a bath, Mu Shaoqing chatted with her about some irrelevant things.

Lu Xiaoxiao huddled in his arms, and occasionally raised her head to ask something.After chatting and chatting, it was time for the game. Lu Xiaoxiao remembered the previous events again, and asked him, "Next weekend is the semi-finals. My image has plummeted. How do you make up for me?"

Mu Shaoqing thought for a while, and said seriously: "This is a bit difficult, otherwise, why don't you take part in the competition and just be my personal fashion designer?"

Lu Xiaoxiao glared at him angrily: "I don't want it! Anyway, I don't care if you have to compensate me, you ruined my work, you have to compensate me."

Thinking of that cheongsam, Mu Shaoqing sighed slightly: "Okay, I will compensate you. And that cheongsam has been put away by me, and it has been washed very clean like new. Next time your work, I will definitely Find a way to help you straighten yourself up, or just apologize to you..."

"No." Lu Xiaoxiao was startled, and hastily retorted: "I can't apologize, you are Mu Shaoqing, how can you apologize."

Why does this person talk about everything? If he apologizes, where will he put his face as a fashion emperor? He doesn't think about the consequences.

Seeing her resoluteness, Mu Shaoqing was slightly taken aback, and looked at Lu Xiaoxiao deeply with a pair of pitch-black peach blossom eyes, and there were ripples in his eyes.

"Xiao Xiao, are you thinking about me?"

Lu Xiaoxiao blushed, lowered her head and said stubbornly: "I am, I am not."

Mu Shaoqing felt that his heart was beating slightly faster, and a gap was slightly cracked in that frozen heart.This must not be possible, it must not be possible.

How could he be easily touched and unshackled himself, but he is really in a good mood now.

Stretching out his hand to hold Lu Xiaoxiao in his arms, Mu Shaoqing said in a rare and tender way: "Xiaoxiao, I will also think about you, so you don't have to worry about it, I will find a way."

He was in a good mood, because Lu Xiaoxiao had already begun to understand him.Different from that time, she began to understand everything about him, and was considerate of him, which felt really good.

It's been too long since anyone has thought of him in his shoes.If it were any other woman today, they would want him to apologize in public, and they would have even hoped too much, because he is Mu Shaoqing, and women would go crazy because of his every move, and they would also be proud of his every move.

If he did something for any woman, they would want to show off her favor to the whole world.

Look, look, even Mu Shaoqing like this dotes on me, how attractive I am.

Many women would definitely do this, but Lu Xiaoxiao never did. Although she always thought that he was rich and superior, now she even accepts this superiority. He is really happy.

After stroking Lu Xiaoxiao's soft hair, Mu Shaoqing leaned over to look at Lu Xiaoxiao who was a little confused.

"Lu Xiaoxiao, you gave me a piece of clothing, so I should make one for you too, right?"

"Huh?" Lu Xiaoxiao made a single sound in a daze.

Mu Shaoqing lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly: "I have made a decision, I want you to defend your title and become king, your talent and your dreams, I will escort you from today onwards, so I want to make a piece of clothing, waiting for you On the day you get the designer competition, I will use that dress to let you enter Mu's."

Not only because I want you to stay by my side, more and more want you to stay by my side as long as possible, but also because your talent makes you shine.

You are the most dazzling rough stone, I... have known it for a long time.

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ps: Looking for a recommendation ticket for the [-]th anniversary classic!