Beloved of Bossy President

Muzichuan didn't speak. He just looked at Xiao Xiang for several seconds. Then he suddenly turned around and walked towards the room.

Xiao Xiang didn't know what to do. The wind was still blowing outside. It was unrealistic to go back to school. Even the bus stopped, but he was still a little uneasy to stay here.

After he went in, he took his clothes and went to the bathroom. He didn't come out for a long time.

After standing for a while, she finally felt a little tired. She walked over and sat down on the sofa.

The bath time of Mu Da Shao was not short, of course, it was not long. He came out of the bathroom in about 20 minutes. When he came out, the girl in the hall had been leaning on the sofa and was in a coma.

Looking up at the wall clock, it was more than ten o'clock. It was not too late, but she looked so tired. He walked over with a light step.

Xiao Xiang is still half asleep and half awake. She just fell asleep and didn't have time to sleep deeply. She felt vaguely that someone was holding her. She was startled and subconsciously put her hands on his chest.

It was warm to start with. When she fixed her eyes, she could see that her hand had passed through the nightgown and was intimately attached to his chest.

Just after bathing, the man is still warm, a bit wet, and a fresh smell of soap.

All this made her head confused in a moment. When she heard that she raised her feet to close the door, she woke up slowly.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the bed. She was startled. She struggled in his arms again: "muzichuan, you said..."

"I only said that you will not be forced to go to Orient International." He laughed, ignoring her struggle and holding her on the bed.

Xiao Xiang immediately wanted to jump out of bed, but mu Zichuan suddenly leaned over to her.

When she saw him leaning towards her, she subconsciously retreated, but her legs were still hanging by the bed. As soon as she retreated, she immediately fell down.

He took advantage of the pressure, the heavy body directly on her.

Xiao Xiang immediately screamed: "muzichuan, if you do this again, I'll go back!"

"How am I?" He raised his eyebrows and looked down at her.

His short hair is still left with the water drops from the bath just now. The water drops slowly slide down the tip of his hair and drop on her face. It's cool. She reaches out her hand to erase it, and her heart beats wildly again.

His hair was a bit messy after taking a bath, and he had a moist smell, which made him look sexy.

She asked herself that she could not resist this man's charm, but she could not deliver herself completely because of this little intoxication, and was teased and tossed by him as a toy.

"Muzichuan, I don't have that kind of relationship with you." She earned money again and tried to push his long arms away, but the two long arms fell on her side and stood there like steel. No matter how hard she pushed, she could not push them.

She is angry, the facial expression completely sinks down, lift an eye to stare at him, displeased way: "what do you want on earth?"

"What do I want? Isn't it obvious?" He was smiling and bent down to kiss her.

Xiao Xiang immediately side face dodged, biting lips, voice cold down: "I and you really is not that kind of relationship, if you still want that, later I will never come out to see you."

"You come out to see me, shouldn't you have thought about it for a long time, can't you just meet me?" He took her hand in his hand and rubbed it gently.

That said, there is no sense of ridicule, just to state the facts as follows: "we are all adults, an adult man and an adult woman, alone in the middle of the night, do you really think nothing will happen?"

Xiao Xiang bit her lip and didn't speak. She was naive, but when she came out, she didn't think so much. She just thought that this guy was still wandering outside after a typhoon.

She just didn't want to see him get hurt and be blown away by the wind. She didn't really think about those things.

But now he said so, she really can't find words to refute, this man is always so hateful, on eloquence, she can't win him.

However, Mu Zichuan still smiles and kisses her face again.

Xiao Xiang wants to struggle, but she can't avoid it all the time. The hot lip print on her cheek is just a kiss like a dragonfly skimming water, but in an instant it disturbs her heart and makes her whole heart in a mess.

However, to her surprise, muzichuan did not continue to behave unfairly towards her. After kissing her face gently, he straightened up and turned to the shelf.

There is no food in his apartment, but there is a lot of wine. Even there are a few bottles of red wine lying quietly on the wine shelf in his room.

He took out one of the bottles, opened the bottle cap, took two cups, walked to the French window, sat down on the chair, looked back at her: "come and have a drink with me."

Xiao Xiang got up from the bed, breathing a bit confused, do not understand what he is now entangled, but as long as two people are not rolling in bed, other things are OK to discuss.She walked slowly and sat down opposite him. Seeing that he poured most of the wine and pushed it in front of her, she tooted her thin lips and said, "I don't know how to drink."

"Just drink with me, just stay with me." He poured himself a cup, raised his hand and poured it slowly into his mouth.

The scarlet wine moistened his thin lips, making them as beautiful as flowers, which made the girl's heart beat faster.

When he is elegant, every move is full of the charm of a mature man. She admits that it's really tempting for her little yellow haired girl.

I want to take my eyes back, but I don't want to take my eyes away at all. I just stare at him, his exquisite facial features, and the loneliness between his eyebrows.

All of a sudden, even his unexpected words asked: "today is not a special day?"

Mu Zichuan was stunned. His eyes came back from the window and fell on her face.

Xiao Xiang knew that she might have touched his scales. She quickly took back her eyes and took two sips of the wine, which made her thin lips red.

She looked around and said to him, "it's nothing. It's just that you're strange today. I think it's different today."

Dare not look at his face, she holding a glass of wine slowly drinking, unconsciously a glass of wine actually all into her stomach.

Looking at her empty wine glass, Mu Zichuan picked up the bottle and filled it for her, then poured a glass for himself.

Is today a special day?

Maybe, who knows!