Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 33 Can You Hug Me?
After a night of brilliant sparks, the two fell asleep hugging each other at dawn.

A few months later, my body couldn't take it anymore.

It was mid-sun, when Suman woke up faintly, her whole body was sore, she raised her hand slightly to pull her abdomen, and grinned again.

The scene of last night flashed in his blank mind for a moment, he frowned slightly, looked at the strange room, and instantly knew where he was.

Stretching his body, he accidentally touched a warm body. Su Man was stunned. He raised his eyes and saw Mo Ziqian still beside him.

Closed black eyes, well-defined eyelashes, straight nose bridge, and tightly closed thin lips, but not the indifference of waking up, and the slightly red face seemed a little lazy, and seemed a little close.

Suman couldn't help smiling when he thought of the man's emotion last night. Who would have thought that Mo from the Eastern Group would always run errands with her in the car, and then return to the residence without quenching his thirst.

twice, three times.
"What are you laughing at?"

At some point, Mo Ziqian opened his eyes and looked at Suman with a smile, his voice was hoarse after waking up, vaguely like rough when he was emotional.

"It's nothing." Suman moved his body slightly, but he clearly felt the change in the man's body.

No, here we go again.

As if he could read minds, Mo Ziqian pressed Suman under his body, skin to skin, and his cool skin warmed up, "Last night was enough, I banned Y for five months."

Su Man glanced, and was aroused by Mo Ziqian's proficient skills.

It took a long time for this tossing, and in the end Suman's stomach groaned, and Mo Ziqian let her go.

Mo Ziqian leaned over and hugged Suman, who was as soft as cotton, with a smile on his handsome face, his long and narrow phoenix eyes raised, and he was in a very happy mood.

On the other hand, Su Man's face was full of exhaustion, and he didn't even bother to move his hands. He let Mo Ziqian carry her into the bathroom, put the water in, and his tired and weak body was surrounded by warm water. Jump, take away fatigue.

Mo Ziqian did not avoid suspicion, so he stood under the shower to wash up, his whole body was full of energy.

After finishing himself, the man rinsed Suman, wrapped him in a towel, carried him out horizontally, and put him on the big bed.

After taking a bath, Suman's delicate skin had a faint layer of pink, which was extremely beautiful.

Mo Ziqian brought a brand new set of clothes and put them on the bedside, "Put on your clothes and take you to dinner."

Su Man looked at Mo Ziqian quietly, and said in a sad tone, "Help me wear it."

"It's not seduction. Seduce me?" Mo Ziqian raised his eyebrows.

"Do you think I still have strength?" Suman looked at the well-dressed man, with a straight suit without any wrinkles, neat hair, and a smooth forehead, looking vigorous.

"It didn't go well last night," Mo Ziqian narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a strange demeanor.

"Maybe if I take a medicine, I will be alive and well," Suman smiled slightly.

"I can't bear it. Taking medicine hurts my health. Go to the gym when you have time. Your physical strength is too weak," the man said with a hint of disgust.

"." At least seven times from last night to today.

Seven times, she still hasn't fainted, her physical strength is considered good.

I don't know what this man is made of, and his complexion is so good. Could it be that he only ate meat after practicing boy kung fu in the legend, so he worked tirelessly.

"You guessed it right, you are the only woman I have," Mo Ziqian leaned over and whispered into Suman's ear, his hot breath filled his ears.

The woman's pretty face flushed, a little unnaturally.

After a while, it was back to normal, with a charming smile on his face, "Hehe, I am so honored that Young Master Mo has guarded me like a jade."

"That's true," Mo Ziqian replied without hesitation, his phoenix eyes raised, revealing a bit of a smile.

Suman glanced at him, not shy.

"Get dressed and go."

"You wear it for me."

Mo Ziqian sighed softly, and really put on clothes for Su Man, from the inside to the outside. Of course, he got a lot of benefits in the process.

After getting dressed, Suman blushed.

Mo Ziqian's black eyes were just a little darker, his face was neither red nor out of breath, and he was straight.

He took Suman to become famous internationally, ordered a lot of dishes, and made up for Suman.

Suman was not polite either, he was so hungry that he ate three bowls of rice and two bowls of soup before stopping his chopsticks.

Mo Ziqian was still elegant, as if admiring a famous painting. After eating two bowls of rice and drinking a bowl of soup, he stopped his chopsticks.

Su Man thought that Mo Ziqian would ask the driver to take her away, but he didn't want Mo Ziqian to take her to the company.

The car was parked under the towering building, and Suman looked up. The majestic four characters of the Eastern Group hung on the building majesticly.

On the first floor, the company staff went to work in an orderly manner. When they saw Mo Ziqian, they all bowed down to say hello.

The whole company felt like an inseparable team, which gave Su Man a new understanding of Mo Ziqian.

This man does have depth.

Mo Ziqian took Su Man directly to the president's special elevator. The beauty at the front desk saw that President Mo brought a woman into the company for the first time, so she couldn't help but take a few extra glances. Su Man straightened up and smiled back.

The elevator closed slowly, and she and Mo Ziqian were alone again.

"Not tired?"

The man brushed the messy hair with his hand, and put it neatly behind his ears, his voice carried a lingering charm.

Suman raised her slender eyebrows, blinked, and said in a playful voice, "Tired, can you hug me?"

(End of this chapter)