Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

For several days in a row, Zhou Xiaoman helped Muwen prepare dinner, and did not go to the hotel until he got home and finished eating together.At the beginning, Muwen didn't have time to talk to her, so he let her do whatever she wanted, she ate when she cooked, and she slept in the same bed with him at night.

Zhou Xiaoman felt that he could find a decent house to live in, and the man in front of him was quite normal, so he was happy to stay here, showing his kindness in various ways, and doing all the housework so that he couldn't find any faults.He didn't drive her away, but asked her once a day if Bai Shuang contacted her as usual, and her answer was no.Bai Shuang disappeared, and his whereabouts, life and death are unknown.

I thought I could live in peace like this, but things changed on this Friday evening.

When Muwen came back from the company, as soon as he opened the door, the room was filled with the smell of food and the choking smell of dried chili.The living room was still a little smoky, so he opened the window to ventilate, and walked to the kitchen door, only to see her figure still busy inside, but there were already three dishes and one soup on the dining table.

Seeing her working on the range hood, Muwen asked, "Zhou Xiaoman, what are you doing? Where is You Wonderland?" He was so choked that he couldn't help coughing, but she was still inside.

Zhou Xiaoman heard his voice, and turned to call him: "Muwen, this range hood is broken, come and take a look." She stir-fried the last dish with support, and almost coughed her lungs out, but it can't be repaired The room was choking all the time.

Mu Wen didn't come forward, and said helplessly, "I don't know how to fix this." Besides, he was too tired after being busy with the company all day.

Hearing that there was no hope, Zhou Xiaoman wailed, "Oh, I've already repaired it once, but it didn't fix it, what a broken thing." It also made her hands greasy, so greasy that she couldn't wash it off.

I have never heard of girls repairing range hoods by hand. Mu Wen sighed: "You are really a superwoman." It should be because she has a strong ability to survive, is full of vitality in everything, and has never been lazy.

She heard his praise with a sigh, and replied with a smile: "Of course, you quickly change your clothes and wash your hands, and I will leave the rice to you." Muwen changed his clothes before eating every day when he came back. This is her habit. Yes know.

He put the bag on the sofa and replied, "I'll eat later." He unbuttoned his suit jacket while speaking.

Zhou Xiaoman heard that he didn't eat, and said anxiously: "Hey, no, I have to go to the hotel later, let's eat together." If she eats alone first, it must be a storm, and the leftovers will be left to him up.

She was busy going to the hotel and started working again in the dark.Muwen didn't speak, and leaned against the door frame to look at her through the smoke, and saw that she was coughing uncontrollably from the smell of smoke, but she was still fiddling with the range hood.

He also coughed from choking, and Zhou Xiaoman realized that he was still standing at the door, staring blankly at himself.She interrupted: "Muwen? Why are you in a daze, wash your hands and eat!" If he fell asleep on the bed, he might not wake up until after eight o'clock.

Muwen couldn't stand it anymore, walked into the kitchen, grabbed her wrist and dragged her out, found that she still had a small screwdriver in her hand, took it and put it in the corner, and dragged her to the bathroom to wash her hands.He said lightly: "Don't do it, call the property manager later." This kind of thing is really not suitable for girls to do, and it will be stained with oil.

Zhou Xiaoman smiled awkwardly, "You got your hands dirty, wash your hands first, I'll have to wash them for a long time." The hands of the man in front of her were much whiter than hers, and she asked herself from the bottom of her heart, how could she have fallen into such a state? Appliance repaired?

Muwen looked at the industrious posture of her working people, smiled slightly and said, "Come over to eat after washing."

"I know." She lowered her head to wash the dark oily stains on her skin, and almost used up half a bar of soap.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw that Muwen was still sitting at the table waiting, thinking what he was thinking, under a warm lamp, his face was warm and fair.

"Hurry up and start." She picked up the chopsticks in front of him and handed them to him herself.

Muwen glanced at her, there was a layer of oil on her plain face, probably because of the heat from cooking, the lazy and careless she she knew before was gone.

Looking at the dishes he made, Zhou Xiaoman was in a good mood for a while, helped him pick up a lot, and picked up a lot by himself, and asked casually, "Is the company's business going well today?"

He replied: "Very good, still busy."

"That's good. Tomorrow is the weekend, you can sleep in." There seemed to be some envy in her tone, faintly.

Muwen didn't think about it any more, finished chewing the food in his mouth, stopped his hands, looked up at her opposite the square dining table, and called out: "Zhou Xiaoman."

"Huh?" She puffed her cheeks and looked back at him while chewing vegetables.

In the quiet restaurant, he said, "Don't go to the hotel." It was like an order, but also like a statement.

"What?" She didn't react for a moment, but the next second her heart was filled with joy. This man was finally moved by her?

Seeing her complicated expression, Muwen said again: "I told you not to go to the hotel. I will help you find a store on weekends. You can decide quickly what store you want to open." If the man came back exhausted after a night of torment, if he could continue to turn a blind eye, then he really wasn't himself.

She happily asked: "Do you really want to help me?" Muwen promised her last time, but she didn't dare to mention it again. She always felt that they met by chance, and she couldn't expect too much, besides, men are unreliable.

Muwen glanced at her and asked, "Otherwise." After a few days of getting along with her, he was more convinced that she was not a bad woman. The proprietress, helping her is also considered a good deed.

Zhou Xiaoman smiled happily, turned her pretty eyes to him, and asked, "How can I thank you? I can't afford to pay more than one hundred thousand." These days they were under the same roof, but he didn't touch her at all. He even doubted his own charm, and now his expression doesn't look like he's trying to trick her.

Seeing her smug look, Muwen said coldly, "I invest and you work." In this way, she won't owe him too much, and he treats it as investment and financial management.

Zhou Xiaoman laughed out loud, and said with a smirk, "I still don't admit it, how about I promise it with my body?" As he spoke, he was about to take his hand on the table.

He backed away and said seriously: "Don't make trouble, I really want to help you." For her, the body is not an important part, and of course he doesn't want something that can be easily obtained, and he doesn't want to get it from her. What did she get.

"So good?" she asked with a smile.

Zhou Xiaoman believed in Muwen, and even more in his own eyes. This man really didn't think about anything else.Mixed among men, she has long practiced the vision to see through men's intentions, so she can rest assured about Muwen.

Muwen said unhappily: "You think I'm a bad person?" After taking two bites of rice, he praised her for her good craftsmanship.

"Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Zhou Xiaoman was so full of joy in an instant, if the other party wasn't too reserved, she would have rushed to hug him.

Rarely, Muwen helped her pick up a chopstick dish, and said lightly: "Eat quickly, I think you are always half full in a hurry." Sometimes, when she went to work and he sat alone on the sofa, he felt She's kind of pathetic.

"Well, thank you!" She chewed and smiled brightly.

Mu Wen was a little uncomfortable with her thanks, and replied: "I will thank God for keeping the store well at that time." It would be difficult if you fished for three days and dried in the sun for two days.

Zhou Xiaoman almost patted his chest as a guarantee, but if he thinks it’s not suitable, let’s forget it, and said to Muwen: "Don’t worry, I will definitely make it a breeze, and let all my former sisters come to join me." She decided to open a Nail salons don't cost too much. Girls love beauty, so there must be many people.

Hearing her talking about colleagues, Muwen's eyes moved, and he said, "You'd better stay away from them."

"Why?" Zhou Xiao was puzzled.

He didn't shy away from it either, and said directly: "I'm afraid you'll revert to your old career." Just like drug addicts will relapse, it's still not a good career, and it's best to wash your hands in a golden basin.

Zhou Xiaoman reminded him: "Then you didn't look for Bai Shuang anymore?" It was because of Bai Shuang that he got close to him.

Muwen became serious again, staring into her eyes and said: "Except for her, we must find it, I beg you."

With such a situation, Zhou Xiaoman didn't dare to laugh anymore, and said sternly, "Don't worry, I will keep asking." Bai Shuang, should I pray for you to show up soon or not?What the hell did you do?

After eating almost, Muwen said to her: "From now on, the housework will be yours." Are you collecting interest?It shouldn't be too much.

Zhou Xiaoman smiled indifferently, and replied: "It's not a big deal, no problem, just look at how well I've done these days."

Muwen sighed in his heart, she is really a hard-working girl.

The dinner passed without a word of conversation, and Zhou Xiaoman was so excited that he couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear because he didn't have to go to work anymore.

It was night, Muwen took a shower to remove her exhaustion, dried her hair and walked into the bedroom. She was already lying on her stomach on the bed, with the quilt half-draped around her waist, and her suspender nightgown was very exposed.

What's the matter with this woman? Do you still treat him as a man and seduce him from time to time all day long? Fortunately, he still has a little self-control.

Sighing at her lying back, he approached the bed, pulled up the corner of the quilt and threw it under the quilt, the day's rush came to an end, and the drowsiness immediately rose.

Zhou Xiaoman didn't feel sleepy, and when he heard him lying down next to him, he turned over and sat up, only to find that he was lying still.

Moved closer to him, reached out to push his back, and whispered: "Yang Muwen, are you going to sleep now?" This man is fair and delicate, and he has no interest in her, so he must be gay, right? ?

Mu Wen was so sleepy that he struggled to get out of his throat: "What are you doing?"

She laughed and said, "Come play with me for a while." While talking, she was lying on his arm, enough to look at his face lying on his side.

Muwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said coldly, "I'm sleepy."

She compromised a little, but she didn't give up, and asked, "Say a minute?" shaking his arm.

Muwen was about to go crazy, and begged, "Grandma, I'm really sleepy, so I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Oh, okay." Zhou Xiaoman sat back on his own half of the bed in frustration, glared at his back, knocked himself down on the bed, and ordered himself to sleep.

He reached out and turned off the bedside lamp with a 'snap'.