The loving wife of a domineering ceo

Chapter 112 Whose Clothes

Zhao yaqing hadn' t gone out in the past few days, so she treasured the time she spent with bo mingkuo.

It was still normal today.when the moon hung on the treetops at night, zhao yaqing bought some food online and went home.she cooked the food and waited for bo mingkuo to come home from work on time for dinner.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the smell of dace fish and wheat dishes. Bo mingkuo quickly washed his hands with alcohol free lotion, took off his suit jacket and hung it up. He silently walked to the kitchen and hugged zhao yaqing from behind.

Zhao yaqing turned around and leaned her head against bo ming's broad chest. She turned her head and kissed him.

Bo mingkuo's heart palpitated at zhao yaqing's sudden kiss, and his hands on her waist suddenly became stiff, but he quickly reacted and chuckled. He countered zhao yaqing's mischievous little act to a certain extent, and the demon's revenge obviously made zhao yaqing's breathing difficult.

The full demon finally stopped all his movements and opened the lid of the pot as if nothing had happened. "

Zhao yaqing, who had been kissed so passionately, lost her balance and panicked. Bo mingkuo reached out and pulled zhao yaqing back into his arms." It's not easy to be satisfied, girl." "

There was a hint of evil in his handsome face as he spoke such alluring words, just like the dew dancing on the verdant grass of the alps in the early morning. It was intoxicating and desirable.

Zhao yaqing pinched bo ming's broad earlobe." How old are you? You' re even skinnier than your son. Go take a shower." "

Bo mingkuo looked like a child who hadn' t finished his homework, looking a little disappointed." Oh, okay." "

Looking at the steamer that was running, the garlic fans and prawns were almost on fire. Zhao yaqing mixed the cut red and green pepper together and poured the sauce on the prawns. After covering the prawns again, she nodded with satisfaction.

Two people, four dishes and a soup is the most appropriate, and a cold mix will be more appetizing.

Hot rotten bamboo drained dry water, made into cold mixed rotten bamboo, frozen into the refrigerator, zhao yaqing some" ghostly" into the bedroom, want to sneak a peek at bo mingkuo bathing.

The black pebble at the door of the bathroom made zhao yaqing's walk a little painful.

She looked at her outfit in the mirror of the sink at the door and was somewhat unsatisfied with her plain nightgown. She went back to the bedroom to change into a nice, breathable nightgown.

Since she had lived in bo mingkuo's new apartment for the first time, zhao yaqing had no idea what was in the wardrobe.when she opened the closet, a scent of lilies that didn' t belong to men wafted into her nostrils.

Zhao yaqing looked through all the clothes in the cupboard one by one and found that they were all new sexy nightgowns, completely unopened. She carefully looked at the sizes of these clothes and nightgowns, which were exactly her own size.

Zhao yaqing finally heaved a sigh of relief, but after knowing bo mingkuo for so many years, it was almost impossible for him to buy clothes for her.could it be that he had thought it through during the time they were separated, or did other women help him train his husband?

She didn' t dare to think too much about it.she closed her eyes in pain and sat on the bed, covering her face with her hands, thinking about the past, whether it was through commercial means or pretending to be friendly and friendly, when did she become so concerned about him and be so stingy?

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