President, my wife has returned to her mother's house

Chapter 99

Sometimes like a lover, sometimes like a straight guy.

I really don’t know what to say about him.

She snorted coldly in her heart. Since he didn't speak, she would ignore him and see who would be defeated first.

The hotel is built in the mountains and forests, which has a unique scenery. It is located high up, and you can have a good view of the distance from any place in the restaurant.

After lunch, Xi Mo suggested going to a hot spring.

“Having a good meal will raise your blood pressure, so it’s not advisable to take a bath,” she said.

"Then go upstairs and rest for a while, then go for a dip in the evening. The terrain here is high and the starry sky is beautiful at night. The hotel has a special observatory and a high-precision astronomical telescope. Let's take a look together?"

"My dad doesn't allow me to sleep out."

"I know. I'll take you back after reading it." He looked at the clouds in the distance and moved his lips. "It's rare for me to have such a leisurely birthday. In previous years, I was busy at the company."

"The cable car going down the mountain stops running at eight o'clock."

"I've said hello to the person in charge. There will be a cable car tonight, and it will definitely take you down the mountain to your home safely."

As expected, he is a businessman. He speaks thoughtfully and mellowly, with everything in mind, and even uses words like birthday.

Move with love, know with reason.

She couldn't refuse at all.

"I'm going upstairs to take a nap."

After saying a word, she stood up.

Anyway, he really scared her before on the glass bridge and she was still angry.

He knew clearly why she was angry, but he avoided the subject and did not directly apologize and comfort her. Instead, he did other things to coax her in a roundabout way.

I really don’t know whether to say he is thoughtful or acting silly.

The corridor of the hotel was quiet. She took the room card and slowly looked for the room. She naturally lost track of the footsteps behind her.

After finding the room, she turned around and said, "Don't follow me, I..."

A shadow suddenly fell over her eyes. The man's tall body stood in front of her, and his dark eyes looked down at her.

A stone's throw away.

Wen Hua's breath tightened.

Xi Mo's voice was low and magnetic, and his tone was soft, "It's not my intention to scare you. I just thought you were very lively like that, so I wanted to tease you. And..."

His breath was a little hot, and his voice was more like sand, as if it had substance, "I want you to kiss me, not to scare you."

He looked serious, and Wen Hua felt like she was being sucked in when she was looked at by those eyes that were like a pool of water.

The next second, he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "I'm sorry for frightening you."

Her dumbfounded expression made his dark eyes smile, "Go and rest. I'll ask you to go to the hot springs in the evening. I'll close the door and think about it."

She sniffed and swiped the card to enter, and glanced at him when she was about to close the door.

Looking at her with that look, someone felt hot in his heart, and finally couldn't hold it back. He took a few steps forward and leaned forward to kiss her soft lips.

The sudden situation scared Wen Hua. She had never been in a serious relationship in her whole life, and she had never held a boy's hand, let alone such a kiss in broad daylight.

After the man retreated, she closed the door in panic and leaned against the door for a long time, unable to breathe.

Her eyes seemed to have melted, and she bit her lip and her chest was heaving.

This was the second kiss, and it was no less stormy than the first kiss.

When he cheated her out of her first kiss and then disappeared, she was angry, so she didn't even want to remember the kiss.

This time the kiss was even more sudden than the last time.

She stroked her heart, like a small drum.

In the afternoon, he knocked on the door.

Opening it a crack, I saw a gift bag in his hand.

"The clothes prepared for you." He handed the bag over, "Change before you come out."

After closing the door, Wen Hua took out her clothes and took a look. It was a swimsuit for hot spring bathing.

The top is a black satin lace shirt bra, which is not too revealing, but exposes the navel and collarbone. The lower body is a matching close-fitting skirt with irregular length, reaching the top of the thigh.

The style is very subtle.

You want it to be sexy and sexy, you want it to be pure and simple, it doesn't matter how you look at it.

Wen Hua raised her eyebrows and looked at it for a while, already seeing through the man's tricks.

I obviously wanted to see her, but I chose such a way to hide it, which seemed to be quite satisfactory.

Do you want to wear it or not?
Of course wear it.

The corner of her mouth curled up slightly. Anyway, she had no loss. It was not certain who would suffer.

After opening the door, the man looked at her for a moment, then covered her tightly with the cloak in his hand as usual.

"Be careful of catching a cold."

When they arrived at the hot spring, Wen Hua found that there was no one there.

"You booked the venue?"

"Ah."

How could he bring her to the bathing house without a reservation?

Putting down her cloak, she took the lead in entering the hot spring. The warm and moist threads enveloped her whole body, making her feel so comfortable that every cell in her body relaxed.

She squinted her eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then opened her eyes slightly when she heard the sound of the man taking the soup.

What catches the eye is the man's well-defined abdominal muscles.

She didn't expect that his figure under the yukata was so good. It was much more perfect and prettier than she had imagined.

She thought he was busy running the company and had no time to exercise. She didn't expect that his abdominal muscles would be so great. He had just the right amount of strength and leanness. If he was too strong, he would be too strong, and if he was too weak, he would be too weak.

This was the second time she had seen his body, and it was more clear and explicit than the time she accidentally peeked in the locker room in high school.

It's also more... disturbing.

Her eyes were very vague, she only glanced at him casually and then looked away, as if she didn't care at all.

The man's deep gaze fell on her smooth profile profile. She looked calm and leisurely, as if she was really enjoying herself.

There was a large screen where she was looking, and an entertainment variety show was being played on it. It would be interesting to hear the laughter of the guests, otherwise why would she be staring at the screen without blinking?

She didn't look at him, so he looked at her directly.

The clavicle is so clear that it is dazzlingly white, and the slightly curly hair is slightly messy scattered on the round shoulders and chest, interlaced with the fair skin, messy and pure.

Due to its buoyancy, the thin fabric floats on the water, like a noble and flamboyant black rose. The thin and tight waist is not tight enough to be grasped, and a pair of straight long legs are looming under the water, attracting people's attention with tiny pieces of light.

She was too fair, and the stark contrast between the white skin and the black satin made her look even more icy-skinned.

His dark pupils were dark, and his gaze slowly moved up, passing over the bridge of her straight nose to her misty eyebrows. The ends of her eyes were slightly curved, and her pupils were dark and pure, clear and sparse, the shape of the eyes of a cold beauty.

In fact, he didn't have too many thoughts in his mind. He was agitated, but more importantly, he stared at every inch of her carefully.

As if to carve her into my mind.

The years when there was no news from her were too painful. He kept his face secret, but only he knew how cautious he was about her.

The vivid and beautiful person in front of him was a dream that he could only dream about in the past.

In the year after he was blacklisted by her, he spent a lot of effort not to lose his pretense of calmness. The person who disappeared for seven years reappeared in his life and was briefly lost. The huge gap is unimaginable to ordinary people. .

At the beginning, he was also uncontrollably bored, which led to what seemed like a cold war. However, his shortness of breath was so short that on the third day, he extremely regretted his gaffe that night.

Why did he ask her what was optional? It was because he couldn't get what he asked for.

(End of this chapter)