Domineering President: Women don't want to run away

Chapter 2 Dangerous Relationship
As for her, Qiao Muran, it is inevitable that she will be reviled. Facing all kinds of ugly words in it, she has become numb. effect.

Mu Ran was in a daze, when there was a knock on the door.

Mu Ran thought that Ling Wei who lived across the door came to borrow something again, opened the door and saw that it was Yan Peicheng.

She was obviously taken aback, she hadn't seen her benefactor for a month, he was a very busy person, busy with work, love... and also busy.

The place where Mu Ran lives is a small village in the city. The houses here are a bit dilapidated and the environment is not ideal.

This Mr. Yan is wearing a tailor-made high-end suit, every button is valuable, a watch, a tie, and a pair of shoes are all limited editions.Just like his meticulous character, so is his hairstyle; just like his body is a limited edition, so is his person.

This person is out of tune with the environment here.Although the number of times he came here was very few, every time, Mu Ran felt that it was very strange for his class to appear here.

Seeing the cartoon pajamas Mu Ran was wearing, Yan Peicheng's eyes flashed with surprise, he leaned against the door, whistled, then squinted those charming eyes, and smiled unfathomably.

Seeing him standing there motionless, as if he was waiting for something, Mu Ran went over with a smile, put his arms around his neck, and kissed him on the mouth, "Welcome, Mr. Yan." things, they retreated into the house.

He was not satisfied with this, he followed into the room, his eyes followed her all the time, he quickly quickened his pace, and hugged her in his arms.

Mu Ran took out the mangosteen bought by Yan Peicheng from the plastic bag and put it into the fruit basket - this is her favorite fruit, then opened another paper bag, and inside was a set of pajamas... still with cartoon patterns.

"Do you like it?" Mu Ran only felt a tingling numbness on the back of her neck, and a warm and moist breath came out one after another.

Mu Ran showed a regretful expression, and said, "Why is it always something like this, and...not a more expensive and more tempting gift like jewelry?"

The kiss he landed on her neck became thinner, "Trust me, you won't like these things."

Mu Ran sneered in her heart, men are generally arrogant!

Mu Ran put aside the cartoon pajamas and said, "I've never worn such cute clothes before."

In fact, it's not that she never wears it, but she hasn't worn it for a long time, because she has changed, she doesn't even know herself, and...she can't find herself.There will no longer be the innocence of a girl like before.

He is still domineering as usual, "But I like the way you wear them, it makes you look more lively and interesting."

Yes, it was her duty to please him.Rich people always have some perverted preferences. Maybe this Mr. Yan has pedophilia, but these are not her concern.

He is tired of her, like a long-lost lover, no amount of intimacy is enough.Right now, he needs her.If she didn't understand how frivolous he is about feelings, she might also be depraved by him unscrupulously!

She worked hard to break open mangosteens one by one, and kept sending the delicious pulp into her mouth, never caring that her body was being focused by the man behind her.

The man was very dissatisfied with her performance, so he grabbed her lips suddenly, bit her lips hard, and while she was screaming, he penetrated into her mouth, and swallowed all the flesh in her mouth into his belly middle.

She turned around suddenly, held his face in her hands, looked at him, and said with a smile, "Shall I cook a bowl of noodles for you?"

He smiled, but the smile didn't penetrate into his eyes. He buried his head and continued to kiss her lips, "I want to eat you first."

She avoided him and held his face again, "But I'm hungry, I haven't eaten anything today, my stomach has been bad..."

She put on a pitiful look, but she spoke extremely seriously.He was discouraged. This woman is best at doing things that spoil the scenery.

His face was very ugly, and he sat on the sofa without saying a word.

He was angry, and he always had a bad temper.However, she likes it like this. She takes a certain measure to provoke him, but dare not really provoke him. This Mr. Yan is not something she can afford.

They had an agreement before, one of which was that every time he came, she would cook him a bowl of tomato and tomato noodles.The noodles are very ordinary, but he likes it very much.

She never asked why he made such a request. Perhaps, this was another perverted habit of a rich man—rich people always have some inexplicable problems.

When she came out with the cooked noodles, his face was still stinky, he was in a daze, and the place where his eyes fell was the newspaper she hadn't had time to put away.

She didn't think that he just saw the above content.

"Let's eat noodles!" She put the noodles on the tea table in front of him.

He frowned, looked away from the newspaper, scanned the ashtray, and said, "Why do you smoke so much?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, she didn't think he was worried about his body.

He was more like thinking about a question, maybe thinking about something in the photo.What happened last night that he didn't know, what was this woman thinking in her heart, and what did she want to do?
Without saying a word, she turned and went to the kitchen, and came out with another bowl of noodles, which he was burying his head in eating.

She took a few mouthfuls of noodles and looked up at him.Seeing him eat so deliciously, she thought, maybe the noodles cooked by herself are really so delicious.

She kept looking at him, and this man was getting a little angry at this moment.He grew up in the United States, his business is mainly abroad, and he is a big man who does big business.Therefore, sitting in the VIP box of a high-end restaurant, eating western food with a knife and fork, this is his identity.

He drank the last mouthful of soup, leaned on the sofa satiated, looked at her with a frown and said, "Look at what I am doing, eat the noodles quickly, the noodles in your bowl have been sucked dry, it's not good eat."

She was in a daze. He seemed to have a special feeling for noodles, and even saw that the noodles in her bowl were mushy and refused to eat, and he would feel unhappy.

She was preoccupied and didn't have much appetite, so she took a few mouthfuls of noodles before getting up to pack the dishes.He suddenly got up and pressed her hand, looked at the big bowl of noodles left in the bowl, and said coldly: "Eat it!"

She lowered her head and took a few more bites, then looked up at him.He stared at her seriously, so he might fall out with her over a bowl of noodles.

It wasn't the first time that she was forced to do something she didn't want to do.Forcing her to wear clothes she doesn't like; forcing her to please him in a shameful way...

He seemed to like watching her endure humiliation.

(End of this chapter)