Deep love, the president's strength favors his wife

Chapter 222 When Did You Learn To Flatter?

When Lu Qingying came out of the shower, she saw Chu Mohan standing on the balcony, leaning on the railing and talking on the phone.

She knows that he has a lot of work, even if he pushes off the entertainment, he still has a lot of work-related phone calls. Listening to him talking about work with others with a clear mind, she naturally feels a sense of admiration, and feels that this is better than her own. The four-year-old man is really powerful.

Seeing that he hung up the phone, she approached him and hugged his muscular body from behind. Through the thin shirt, she could clearly feel his well-defined abdominal muscles in the palm of her hand.

Chu Mohan felt the woman's soft body sticking to his back, and obviously stiffened for a moment. He looked down at the jade arm around his waist, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Turning around, he hugged her in thin clothes tightly, and said distressedly: "Why did you come out? It's cold here."

"It's not cold, it's not cold at all with you here." Lu Qingying leaned in his arms, feeling very at ease.

She looked up at him. In the dark night, his eyes were very bright, just like the stars in the night sky.

"Chu Mohan, did I ever tell you that you look good?" She admired him unabashedly.

The curvature of the corners of Chu Mohan's lips couldn't help but rise a bit, and he would be flattered, especially the appreciation from his beloved woman made him feel happy.

"Where do I look good? Huh?" He leaned against the railing, hugged the woman's soft body in his arms, and stared at her with lazily raised eyebrows.

Lu Qingying looked at her with clear eyes, raised her hand to gently caress his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, and his lips, her voice softly overflowed from her soft lips: "Here, here, here, And here, it’s all beautiful.”

"That's all?" The man raised his chin leisurely, as if dissatisfied with what the woman said.

Lu Qingying's small face was slightly flushed, and her small hands gently stroked the man's chest muscles.

"You're in good shape, too."

The man frowned, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Lu Qingying, when did you learn to flatter? Huh?" He raised his hand and pinched her face while talking.

Lu Qingying's expression immediately became embarrassing. It was rare for her to have the courage to tell him what was in her heart, but he was still laughing at her. She gave him an annoyed look and said, "You really ruin the atmosphere."

"Don't tell me you just want to flatter me so hard." He leaned close to her ear and said something, which made her blush like Guan Gong.

"Shameless, I don't have one, let me go, I'm going to sleep." She struggled angrily and ashamedly.

Chu Mohan felt the woman in his arms twisting and turning like a bug, which made his mind flutter. He suddenly bent down to pick her up, and quickly walked into the room.

After putting her on the bed, he couldn't wait to cover her up.

After a while, an ambiguous atmosphere like gentle rain poured out from the bedroom, gradually turning into a violent storm.
In a certain restaurant, Chu Moyan stayed alone in the box to drink after seeing off the guests after socializing.

The emptiness and loss in my heart is like a bottomless pit, which can never be filled.

The light shone on him, making his shadow long, making him look particularly lonely.

He held the wine bottle in one hand, raised his head and poured wine into his mouth. The dark red wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth and flowed down his neck, staining his white shirt red.

His Adam's apple was sliding up and down, and the cold wine was swallowed into his stomach together with the pain, and the bottle of wine soon ran out.

(End of this chapter)