The President's Exorbitant Wife

It was past ten o'clock in the evening when Long Qingyue returned to the apartment. Looking at the lights on a certain floor, he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart, and his originally frowning brows slowly loosened.

A small light was on in the bedroom, and on the big soft couch, a small raised figure caught his sight for an instant. He walked over slowly, sat on the side of the couch, staring greedily at her soft cheeks, His fingers couldn't help but land on her scratched cheeks, caressing them carefully...

Suddenly the girl on the couch opened her eyes abruptly, and dodged his hand with a look of fear on her face. When she saw the man in front of her clearly, she breathed a sigh of relief and said in a hoarse voice...

"You're back!"

The momentary fear when she woke up made his heart tingle unconsciously. She was so vigilant and prepared even when she fell asleep. It must be what happened last night that frightened her.

"Well, how's your foot? Have you taken any medicine?" He lifted the quilt and took out her foot as he spoke. When he saw the redness and swelling on it, he frowned slightly.

"It's okay! I've already taken the medicine." Mu Nuan didn't want him to see her in a mess, so she quickly withdrew her feet.

"I'll take a shower first. If you're still sleepy, go to bed first." Long Qingyue withdrew her hand lightly, turned around and took her pajamas into the bathroom after speaking.

After an afternoon of precipitation, Mu Nuanxin's mood has calmed down a lot, and she is no longer as excited, angry, or uncomfortable as before. Some things hurt and hurt, and they won't hurt anymore...

When Long Qingyue came out of the shower, there was no one on the bed. He was slightly startled, quickly dropped the towel in his hand, and shouted nervously, "Mu Nuanxin...Mu Nuanxin..."

He quickly walked to the cloakroom, there was no one there, and he quickly came to her cloakroom, which was also empty, with his brows furrowed, followed by the living room, the kitchen, the bathroom in the living room...

I have searched everywhere I should look, but there is no sign of her.

Did she leave?

No, it's impossible, her suitcase is still there, and if she leaves, it's impossible not to take her suitcase with her.

His eyes fell on the guest room area not far away. He walked over quickly and opened the doors one by one. When he found the fourth guest room, he finally saw the familiar figure, the panicked heart. Finally fell back into the stomach.

On the huge couch, the little person on the couch had already fallen asleep again, she still curled herself up into a ball, lying on her side on the couch, only showing a small half of her fair cheeks, her slender and thick eyelashes were like two rows of lovely eyes. A small brush that casts a dark shadow on the eyelid.

A glint of haze flashed in her black eyes, and her chest couldn't help feeling tight. What exactly does she mean by this? Is she trying to completely draw a line with herself?

No, it's impossible, as long as he doesn't let go, she will never think of escaping from herself.

He quickly walked to the side of the couch, pressed her under him almost impatiently, lowered his head and bit her shoulder, teeth hard, as if this was the only way to let him know that she still belonged to him.

The sudden weight on her body made Mu Nuanxin wake up suddenly. There was a sharp pain on her shoulder, and the familiar breath let her know that it was not someone else...

"It hurts..." She complained dissatisfiedly, her delicate brows were slightly frowned.

"Why did you come to this room?" He asked while biting her shoulder, with vague anger in his tone.