My dear President, Please make a detour

The bottomless cold, Nandu this winter is particularly long.

When Muxin returned to Ma's house, Ma Xiangdong was not at home.

She went upstairs with a worried face, then closed the door tightly, and began to sit in front of the dressing table and turn things quickly.

After being with Ma Xiangdong, the man was generous to himself.

But he didn't give her cash directly, but a credit card.

Muxin can swipe her card for anything she wants, but she can't cash it out.

The only valuable Ma Xiangdong gave her several sets of diamond jewelry, worth more than 10 million.

If she wants to leave, she must be silent.

She can't bring too many things. She wants to sell those jewelry and change it into cash as soon as possible.

However, the sudden disappearance of so many jewelry will certainly arouse Ma Xiangdong's suspicion.

So you have to come one by one.

Then it takes time. Thinking of this, Mu Xin's eyebrows frown together.

She should leave as soon as possible and can't stay in Nandu for too long.

"When did you come back?" when Muxin fell into her own thoughts, a familiar voice suddenly pulled her back to reality.

She was excited all over, and her eyes turned back in horror. She didn't know when Ma Xiangdong was standing behind her.

"President, you scared me to death." Muxin immediately recovered her mind, got up and walked to Ma Xiangdong and said coquettishly.

"I think you have something on your mind. I opened the door loudly and you didn't hear it?" Ma Xiangdong looked at Mu Xin with suspicious eyes and said in an unhappy voice.

"No, maybe I was just thinking about the wound on my face. The doctor said the wound was deep and there might be scars. If I had a scar, the president would certainly dislike me." Mu Xin was very smart and alleviated the crisis at once.

Hearing Mu Xin's words, Ma Xiangdong dispelled his doubts.

Then, he affectionately pulled Muxin to bed and said thoughtfully, "don't worry, I won't dislike you. Besides, such a shallow scar won't leave a scar. Don't listen to the doctor. He's scaring you."

"Well, I'm relieved to have the president's words." Mu Xin pretended to be weak and leaned against Ma Xiangdong's arms.

"Hey, I really regret that I hurt Ning like that this time." Ma Xiangdong mentioned Ma Ru Ning again.

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, the president wouldn't start with Ru Ning..." Mu Xin sobbed at this sentence.

Ma Xiangdong sighed deeply, "I feel very bad recently. Xin'er, do you think I will be planted in the hands of Jian boyao?"

Mu Xin was stunned. Ma Xiangdong never said such discouraged words.

"No, President, you are the best." Muxin flattered Ma Xiangdong.

"Hey, I want to give up, but I'm not willing to invest too much in the early stage. If I really get there, I may have nothing. Will you still follow me?" Ma Xiangdong was inexplicably sad.

"I'm your wife. I'll go wherever you go. Of course, I'm willing to be with the president all the time." Muxin quickly expressed her determination.

"Really?" Ma Xiangdong said with a little uncertainty.

"Of course, we are a family." Muxin hugged Ma Xiangdong tightly and replied without blushing or jumping.

When Ma Xiangdong was very moved, he suddenly overwhelmed Mu Xin on the bed behind him: "Xin'er, you are really my warm baby. I want to be with you all the time. I want you now."

Ma Xiangdong's mood changed so fast that Muxin had no time to think, and his clothes were torn to pieces by him.

Soon, Ma Xiangdong's fat body pressed up again.

Mu Xin said goodbye, and a fleeting dislike flashed through her eyes.

She subconsciously clenched her fist, and soon it could all be over.

At night, the lights in Nandu are bright, and the whole city is not depressed because of the bad weather.

The prosperous metropolis always has an incomparable self-healing ability.

The lights are on everywhere and it's very lively.

Jane's family, the townhouse is brightly lit.

After dinner, Shu Weiyi and Jian boyao rarely have a space for two. They hug each other and sit on the bed in the bedroom, watching a romantic love movie with a projector.

Shu Weiyi pillowed on Jian boyao's leg, slightly sideways and stared at the film.

Jian boyao's eyes fell on Shu Weiyi, who was concentrating on watching the film.

He couldn't help reaching out and gently stroking her soft long hair. His eyes became more gentle and spoiled.

"Is the movie really so good?" suddenly, Jian boyao suddenly lowered his head, his low voice was very charming, and suddenly blew hot air into Shu Weiyi's ear.

Shu Weiyi was too addicted to the film. He stretched out his hand and pushed away Jian boyao's face. He kept saying, "uh huh, it's good-looking."

"Better looking than me?" someone suddenly became jealous and his voice rose slightly.

"Mm-hmm." Shu Weiyi didn't hear what Jian boyao said at all. His head nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Jian boyao saw that this move couldn't work. His thin lip came directly to Shu Weiyi's neck, gently bit and kissed.

Shu Wei felt a burst of itching when Eaton, pushed Jian boyao with his small hand, and giggled: "boyao, stop making trouble."

The little woman's ending voice rose slightly, especially playful, like a coquettish soft grunt, which immediately tightened Jane boyao's body.

His kiss became more wild.

The fierce * * * woke up Shu Weiyi immersed in the film.

"Bo Yao, didn't you agree to watch the movie quietly?" the little woman expressed her dissatisfaction.

"Look at you," Jian boyao said in a tolerant tone as he kissed.

"How can I concentrate on watching movies like you?" Shu Weiyi said coquettish in his voice.

"You can." Jian boyao did not obstruct Shu Weiyi. At this time, he had begun to do it.

"Let people finish the movie?" Shu Weiyi began to pray.

"Yes, you can watch it as long as you want." Jian boyao smiled solemnly, but the movement of his hand didn't stop.

"Look at you, I'll do mine, and we won't interfere with each other." then Jian boyao added.

After that, he pressed Shu Weiyi directly under his body. In this position, Shu Weiyi was very hard to watch the film.

With big bright eyes, the little woman looked innocently at the man who didn't know when to start * * * and said pitifully, "it's hard for me to continue watching when you press others like this."

"Still want to see?" Jian boyao's tone rose. It seemed that he didn't work hard enough to shift Shu Weiyi's attention from the film to him.

"It seems that I didn't make enough effort." then, Jian boyao gave a bad smile and said a pun.