CEO's Secret Wife

"Yes..." his low voice contained a bit of immorality. Then he raised his eyebrows and said again; "As a teacher, what I'm good at is my on-the-spot play and adaptability. For Mr. Ye, I naturally believe 100%..."

"President Shen, who told you that what teachers should be good at is on-the-spot play and adaptability? Do you think I'm a field survivor?" she retorted angrily.

"Mr. Ye really knows a lot..." Shen shaoting hooked his thin lips, started the car and left.

How could this man be so independent? Completely unable to listen to others, she frowned and muttered in her heart.

However, when he finally left, the shallow corner of his mouth fell into Ye Ziqing's eyes, which was more soul-stirring... After work in the afternoon, ye Ziqing went out of school. A middle-aged man in a suit came up and stopped the way.

She frowned and was puzzled. When she was about to speak, the man had spoken first; "Mr. Ye, I'm Secretary Chen. The president asked me to take you to the apartment."

There was no way to refuse. Ye Ziqing had to take the car. First, she went home and sorted out some daily necessities and clothes.

Then I went to the apartment with Secretary Chen.

The large and luxurious apartment is empty. She stands in the living room with her suitcase. Secretary Chen has left.

Standing there, ye Ziqing was stunned and hesitant. At the thought of two people living in the same room, she was a little unnatural and nervous.

But then she thought that she could not escape. As soon as she gritted her teeth, she walked into the room with her suitcase.

＊

Charm bar.

Dynamic music sounded harsh, and men and women on the dance floor shook their bodies wantonly.

In the private room.

Chen Haoyu and Ji Chenyi's eyes fell on the man on the sofa for a moment.

The suit coat was placed on the sofa at will. Shen shaoting was wearing only a black shirt with slightly pulled sleeves upward, strong arms and beautiful lines.

He picked up the glass with his big hand, raised his jaw slightly, and saw the bottom of a glass of wine.

"Wipe, this is Polish vodka. The alcohol concentration is as high as 96%. Why hasn't he got down drunk?" Chen Haoyu touched his chin.

"Compared with that question, I'm more curious about how he got together with Mr. Ye and got married!" Ji Chenyi shrugged her shoulders and was surprised.

"Although I'm curious about this question, what I'm curious about is that I'm going to drink here tonight, but it's Bridal night. Isn't it because I think of his aunt?"

The wine cup in Shen shaoting's hand was faint, but it was only a moment, and then it returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

But Ji Chenyi caught it with sharp eyes, bumped Chen Haoyu's shoulder and lowered his voice; "Are you going to hit the muzzle of the gun?"

With a light cough, Chen Haoyu noticed something and immediately stopped the topic.

One o'clock in the morning.

Ye Ziqing still sat on the sofa and didn't sleep. Maybe it was because of the change of environment. It was difficult to sleep for a while.

And Shen shaoting hasn't come back yet

Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and she couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and she got up from the sofa.

It's so late. Who would it be? Is it Shen shaoting?

She stepped forward and opened the door. She saw Ji Chenyi and Chen Haoyu standing on their sides.

Shen shaoting stood in the middle, held by the two, his hair drooping slightly, obviously drunk.

"Miss ye, long time no see." Chen Haoyu smiled; "Young master Shen just finished a business party and some drank too much."

Ji Chenyi agreed; "We happened to be there, so we sent him back."

Ye Ziqing was also knocked to the ground by his sister-in-law Lei. She was stunned to see them hold Shen shaoting on the bed in the room and come out again.

"Young master Shen will give it to Mr. Ye. Treat it as you like!"

Chen Haoyu's voice hasn't fallen yet. Ji Chenyi kicks him lightly behind his back and has no choice but to say; "Miss ye, don't take it to heart. Good night."

Then he left with an open mouth, Chen Haoyu.

Entering the bedroom, ye Ziqing's eyes fell on the bed.

He seems to have drunk a lot of wine. Now he is drunk and unconscious, adding a touch of decadence and randomness to his beauty, which is more deadly.

She squatted down slightly and took off his shoes.

The man always looks mature and steady, but how can he get drunk like this today?

Glancing at his slightly dry thin lips, she paused. She turned and went out. When she returned, she held a cup of warm water in her hand.

Sitting by the bed, ye Ziqing stretched out her hand and poked him on the shoulder; "Hey, get up and drink water!"

His eyebrows frowned, but the man didn't even respond at all. She added gravity and poked a few times. She wasn't polite.

Suddenly, his eyes half narrowed, some slightly red blood, but more were black, quenched black, dark and bottomless like an ink ball.

She was a little frightened when she was seen. She looked away and stretched the water cup forward; "Here you are."

No one answered for a long time. She wondered and frowned. When she was about to see the past, one arm suddenly pressed her on the bed. She only heard the sound of "bang Dang -" and the water cup fell to the ground.

She was surprised and was held in her arms by that arm. Before she could react, she was kissed directly.

She was limp all over and couldn't help grabbing the shirt on his chest.

After a long time, it finally loosened.

Finally she could breathe fresh air, and her chest heaved.

His cheeks were burning like fire, and then he remembered that he had just indulged in his wild kiss. He was a little shy.

She twisted and struggled to leave him, but she couldn't shake him for a long time.

"Hey, let go!" she lowered her voice and hit him on the chest.

There was still no reaction. The response to her was a steady and regular snort. He fell asleep again

Ye Ziqing only felt helpless and couldn't get rid of it. At this time, it was two o'clock in the morning. She couldn't resist the attack of sleepiness. Relying on his stove like chest, she finally fell asleep.

In the silent room, only two people's breathing sounds alternate one after another.

A moment later, Shen shaoting's body moved slightly on the bed and hugged the woman in his arms again. Yingting's handsome face was buried in her neck, smelling the faint orange fragrance, satisfying her low voice; "Shen Yuqing... Yuqing... Qing..."

The unusually low and hoarse voice is as gentle as water in the end

However, the woman in her arms was already asleep and didn't hear it.

The next morning.

When ye Ziqing woke up, she looked at the man's face opposite. Shen shaoting had already woke up.

His tall and strong body was slightly on the side and supported his head with one hand. The hair on his forehead slipped, some blood in his eyes did not dissipate, and green stubbles appeared on his chin. The black shirt was no longer smooth and wrinkled, but it was loose and lazy, which looked very charming.

Some seemed to wake up. He narrowed his eyes and stared at her quietly.

Her eyes were too deep for her to see through, and she didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

Another thought of his situation at this time, ye Ziqing coughed and explained; "I didn't mean to sleep here, but you had to hold it."

All the emotions in his eyes were collected and covered, and he gently hooked his lips; "Mr. Ye doesn't plan to sleep here. Where are you going to sleep?"

"...." Ye Ziqing said.

"Shouldn't husband and wife sleep in one bed?" he continued.

She licked her lips, which seemed to be ignored; "I thought it would be inconvenient for you."

He asked, raising his eyebrows; "Are you afraid it will be inconvenient for me or for you?"

The man, sure enough, saw blood for a while and closed her throat with a knife. She was not angry and continued; "I don't sleep well. I always roll around and recognize life. Suddenly there is a man in bed, and I can't sleep."

He is very generous; "It doesn't matter if you roll on me. In addition, if you sleep more, you will be ripe..."

"It's really a waste of such good eloquence not to be a lawyer!" Ye Ziqing frowned and hummed.

"Thanks for your compliment." in a word, Shen shaoting put his hands behind his back, sat up slightly, and his chest was firm and smooth.

As soon as her cheeks were hot, she looked away. Just then, the mobile phone rang. It was Guo Yanfang's phone.

Then she called mom, and then she went to the French window and talked on the phone.

After calling, she turned around and saw Shen shaoting staring at her; "Uncle and aunt are back?"

Uncle and aunt?

She was stunned for a moment before she realized that he was talking about her parents. He was a little awkward and nodded.

"Now that you're back, clean up and we'll go to your house right away..."

Ye Ziqing hurried with a surprise in her heart; "So suddenly?"

"Do you still want to hide?" he stepped out of bed with long legs and took off his shirt, suit and trousers in front of her. He was strong and deep.

"No, I'm not ready yet." she didn't open her eyes. She knew that paper couldn't wrap the fire, but she was more afraid that her family would be frightened.

"It doesn't matter whether you are psychologically prepared or not, but that they should always know about it. Whether you are late or not, get ready and start right away..."

With deep and decisive words, he walked into the bathroom

Paper really can't wrap fire. It's better to say it later than to say it earlier. She also fully understands and knows it in her heart!

But this matter is fundamentally different from other things and can not be compared!

If parents knew that she had no boyfriend so far, she would not only get married overnight, but also have children!

I'm afraid they'll be really scared. She has a headache at the thought of the chaos she's going to face

But it was too late to say anything at this time, because the car had been parked downstairs.

Take a deep breath. Ye Ziqing is very nervous. After psychological preparation, open the door and get off.

But there was no movement behind her. She looked back in surprise. She saw Shen shaoting still sitting there, his slender fingers tapping on the steering wheel, and his eyes were slightly frozen.

"Don't you go?" she asked. He asked to come. Why didn't he move when he got downstairs?

"Wait a little longer..." he said.

What are you waiting for? She was puzzled.

Twenty minutes later, Secretary Chen, who met last night, came down from a black car with two gift boxes in his hands.

Secretary Chen handed over the gift box; "President, you prepared it in advance."