CEO's Imprisoned Wife

He carefully extended his hand to Xiao Yuanyuan's back and wanted to help her unzip her skirt. However, when his hand touched Xiao Yuanyuan's skin, Song Wen's face suddenly warmed.

His hand rested on the smooth skin on Xiao Yuanyuan's back, and the soft, smooth and delicate feel instantly stimulated the cells of his whole body.

Song Wen's Adam's apple rolled. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuanyuan was really attractive to him.

Song Wenqiang suppressed his inner impulse and slightly closed his eyes to take off Xiao Yuanyuan's skirt.

However, Song Wen's action of undressing was too unskilled. When the skirt was unloaded to Xiao Yuanyuan's chest, Song Wen couldn't help it.

But he knew he couldn't.

Whether out of his professional identity or out of his love for Xiao Yuanyuan, he knew that he could not take advantage of others' danger.

Xiao Yuanyuan's round face is more tender under the light of the room, and her snow-white fullness is about to come out.

If he stayed for another second, Song Wen didn't know if he could stand it.

He quickly stopped his movements, then rushed into the bathroom and patted himself in the face with cold water.

"Restrain! Restrain!" looking at the lustful eyes in the mirror, Song Wen strongly reminded himself.

Seeing that the temperature of the water was not cold enough, he still missed the face of sleeping on the bed just now.

So Song Wen took out the ice from the refrigerator and put it directly on his face.

The chill of minus five degrees hurt his face and gradually extinguished the fire of desire hidden in Song Wen's heart.

When she returned to the bedroom, Xiao Yuanyuan had turned and changed her posture and continued to sleep comfortably.

Song wenhum smiled.

"If this pig hadn't met my song Wen, it would have been eaten clean."

Then with a "pop", he turned off the headlights in the bedroom.

Yes, only in the dark can Song Wen control himself from looking at Xiao Yuanyuan.

He felt the darkness and took out all the clothes for Xiao Yuanyuan.

Then go to the wardrobe and take out a brand-new home clothes.

But you can not turn on the light when you take off your clothes, but if you don't turn on the light when you wear your clothes, Song Yang is not so sure you can wear it well.

He shook his head and turned on the headlights.

Now Xiao Yuanyuan's whole body is perfectly presented in front of Song Wen.

Song Wen looked at it for a while, but reason defeated lust. He turned his head and helped Xiao Yuanyuan dress seriously.

I thought that if Xiao Yuanyuan knew that she was being despised by others, she would be so angry that she would tear him with her hand.

But after changing clothes, Xiao Yuanyuan will be able to sleep more comfortably.

Thinking so, Song Wen's heart overflowed with a sweet smile.

From the bar to bringing Xiao Yuanyuan back safely tonight, Song Wen was also very busy. Sitting by the bed, he fell asleep vaguely.

The next morning, with Xiao Yuanyuan's shrill cry, Song Wen habitually sat down and took out his gun, "who is it, surrender quickly!"

A sharp pain came from Leng Buding's head. Xiao Yuanyuan saw Song Wen sitting by the bed and slapped Song Wen on the head.

"Why are you here?!" Xiao Yuanyuan woke up a little dizzy, but she woke up when she saw Song Wen.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, you can see clearly that this is my home." Song Wen rubbed his head and said with a feigned dissatisfaction on his face.

"Your home?" Xiao Yuanyuan looked at the surrounding environment unbelievably. It was really strange.

But how could she be here in Song Wen?

"Whose clothes do I wear?" Xiao Yuanyuan's first surprise when she woke up was that her clothes were wrong.

Now I must know the answer without asking.

But Xiao Yuanyuan looked at Song Wen and hoped he could give a different answer.

Song Wen took a deep breath and replied weakly, "yes... I changed it!"

"Ah... Ah..." the shrill cry echoed over the bedroom.

Song Wen covered his ears for a while. After loosening it, he looked at Xiao Yuanyuan and said disdainfully, "what's your name? I didn't look at you!"

Xiao Yuanyuan reached for a pillow and threw it at Song Wenyuan.

"The devil believes it! Song Wen really didn't think you were such a person!"

"What kind of person am I?" Song Wen asked wrongfully.

"What did you do to me?" Xiao Yuanyuan pulled her whole life and looked at Song Wen angrily.

This song Wen usually looks timid. Unexpectedly, he dares to take her home and change her clothes.

Xiao Yuanyuan felt angry when she thought about it.

"Don't worry, miss. I changed your clothes without doing anything."

"Ah..." Xiao Yuanyuan continued to scream.

Xiao Yuanyuan's cry was so harsh that Song Wen quickly closed all the windows.

All the people living in this building are police officers' families. They all know each other.

If the cry of such a sad woman in his house is heard by the neighbors upstairs and downstairs, he can't argue.

After closing the window, Song Wen quickly walked to Xiao Yuanyuan and said hurriedly, "don't cry, it's bad for people to hear."

"What? It seems that you really did something to me." Xiao Yuanyuan burst into tears.

"I really didn't. you drank too much and vomited all over last night. I changed your clothes now. And I changed it for you with my eyes closed. I didn't see anything." Song Wen explained eagerly.

Xiao Yuanyuan stared and cried more fiercely, "how can you not see? Yes, yes, you must have done something to me, haven't you?"

Song Wen beat his fists in the air and said, "aunt, just your figure. What can I see?"

"Wow... Wow..." Xiao Yuanyuan cried more and more.

Song Wen was worried. The more he explained, the more Xiao Yuanyuan cried.

He just sat by the bed, listening to Xiao Yuanyuan's crisp cry like a rattle.

For a long time, Xiao Yuanyuan's cry gradually weakened. She looked at Song Wen and muttered, "I'm thirsty. Pour me a glass of water."

As soon as Song Wen heard it, the whole person was excited. Hurried to the kitchen, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Xiao Yuanyuan.

"It's too hot! Song Wen, did you do it on purpose?" Xiao Yuanyuan just took a sip, but it was too hot.

Song Wen couldn't argue, so he quickly changed a cup of warm water and sent it.

Xiao Yuanyuan gulped down, "I want another drink."

Song Wen nodded and said word by word, "Xiao Yuanyuan, why should I serve you?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanyuan began to cry again.

Song Wen quickly covered her mouth with his hand, "don't cry, don't cry, I'll fall right now, OK?"

Song Wen came to the kitchen with his head down. He thought to himself: what do you owe her, Xiao Yuanyuan? It's all trouble.

"Aunt, please drink, warm." Song Wen respectfully handed Xiao Yuanyuan the water cup.

Xiao Yuanyuan smiled with satisfaction, "you are guilty of being a thief, you know?"

Xiao Yuanyuan drank water, blinked and said to Song Wen.

"Young lady, straighten your tongue and talk to me again, will you?" Song Wen feels a little wronged now.

This Xiao Yuanyuan actually said he was a thief. If he hadn't saved him last night, Xiao Yuanyuan would have been kidnapped by the thieves to eat and wipe clean.

How could he have the opportunity to call him here.

"I said, Song Wen, you have ulterior motives." Xiao Yuanyuan said word by word.

"I have ulterior motives? Young lady, have you ever wondered why you showed up in my house?"

Xiao Yuanyuan looked at Song Wen and asked, "why?"

"You forgot what happened last night?"

Xiao Yuanyuan recalled it carefully. She was in a bad mood last night and left before the party was over. It seemed that I went to Sue's bar and ordered two cups of "amnesia", and then it happened this morning.

I didn't expect that "amnesia" played such a big role. She really didn't remember what happened after drinking.

"Say, are you following me?" Xiao Yuanyuan smiled, otherwise how could Song Wen bring him back.

"Tracking you, Xiao Yuanyuan, you really take yourself seriously. I'm just passing by." Song Wen glanced at the corners of his mouth and pretended to disdain.

In fact, Song Wen did pass by. At that time, he was drinking with his friends not far away and saw a familiar figure by chance.

When the strange man hugged Xiao Yuanyuan, Song Wen really saw that this figure was Xiao Yuanyuan. He hurried forward and stopped each other.

"Don't deny it, Song Wen, hey hey, you like me, don't you?" Xiao Yuanyuan didn't know why she said this. She just thought she wanted to tease him when she looked at Song Wen.

"Don't joke, you... You... Get up and go home quickly." Song Wen stammered.

His ears have begun to heat up and his heart is beating "bang bang". If Xiao Yuanyuan continues to say so, he can't guarantee what he will do.

"Hum, you are absolutely guilty!" Xiao Yuanyuan said reluctantly.

"Aunt, with your current attitude, if you get drunk in the bar next time, I will not save you!" Song Wen said coldly.

But his heart did not think so. If there were another time, he would not have been so restrained last night.

"Hum..." Xiao Yuanyuan snorted coldly, "you go out, I want to change my clothes."

But just after saying that, I realized that I couldn't wear the skirt I wore yesterday. What can I do?

So she immediately added, "hurry downstairs and help me buy clothes!"

"Do you really think of yourself as a young lady?" Song Wen said unconvinced.

But he had picked up the key and was ready to go out.

Fifteen minutes later, Song Wen threw a large bag of clothes on the bed and said angrily, "put it on, I'm out."

Xiao Yuanyuan quickly changed her clothes. Unexpectedly, the clothes were the right size.

But she clearly didn't tell Song Wen her size. Xiao Yuanyuan shouted "Song Wen!"

Song Wen thought there was an emergency. He knocked on the door and asked, "Yuanyuan, what's the matter?"

"How do you know my size? You must have peeked yesterday!"

Song Wen didn't expect to make a mistake in this key link. I'm afraid it's unrealistic to deny it now.

Why don't you admit it? Yes, he just peeked.

So Song Wen admitted, "well, a minute, no, a second!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Yuanyuan rushed out of the bedroom and hugged Song Wen.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, you're too cruel." looking at yourself in the mirror, his face was blue and purple, and Song Wen was almost crying. "I'm just fooling around in the police with this face. What do you want me to do?"

Looking back, Xiao Yuanyuan giggled at Song Wen, who was oppressed on her face.