Captive little pretty wife: President, I want a divorce

Chapter 17 The Wife's Obligations (3)

When she just turned her head, Qiao Shaohang had just leaned over, and her lips brushed against each other, one was slightly cold, the other was slightly hot, and the breath was compatible for a moment, his coolness, hers sweetness.

Su Xiaomo backed away abruptly and leaned towards the car door, but Qiao Shaohang was still getting closer.

"What are you doing?" Did he backtrack so quickly?

Just as the words were out of his mouth, Qiao Shaohang's hand went over her body, picked up the seat belt next to her and helped her fasten it, then quickly backed away from her, and sat upright.

"Remember to wear your seat belt in the future." He reached out and touched her head with a soft smile.

At this moment, Su Xiaomo felt that his smile seemed sincere.

Thinking about it seems that I really made a fuss.

Maybe this person is not that annoying. People who can notice such details are probably careful people.

The two of them didn't talk all the way. In fact, Su Xiaomo wanted to talk, but when he turned his head to look at Qiao Shaohang, he found that he was driving very seriously and didn't want to be disturbed at all.

So give up.

Qiao Shaohang brought Su Xiaomo back to the apartment he lived in. The style of the apartment was also black and white. There were not many things in it, and there was less popularity and a warm feeling of being called home.

"That room you live in." Qiao Shaohang pointed to one of the rooms, then turned to Su Xiaomo, "I don't like to let strangers come to my house, so from now on, you will do all the housework here."

He took it for granted, but Su Xiaomo's eyes widened, "Why?"

She didn't marry him to be his servant.

"A wife's duty." Qiao Shaohang smiled, still taking it for granted.

However, Su Xiaomo felt that Qiao Shaohang was just being narrow-minded and playing tricks on her. Why didn't he like to let strangers come to the house? Could it be that he did the housework here before?
Although in fact, Qiao Shaohang really didn't mean that.

Su Xiaomo didn't speak, but she clearly showed unwillingness. Although she knew how to bend and stretch, she was still unconvinced in her heart.

"Or you are willing to fulfill another kind of wife's obligations." Qiao Shaohang leaned over to get closer to Su Xiaomo, and the warm breath brushed against her ears, vaguely ambiguous.

Su Xiaomo immediately understood what he meant, her cheeks blushed involuntarily, and the next moment she became angry from embarrassment, and glared at him fiercely.

She took back what she thought in the car just now, it was impossible for this person not to hate him.

(End of this chapter)