Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

The night became thicker, and the ambiguous color in the room remained strong for a long time.

"Yaquan, so sleepy, let's sleep."

When Yaquan finally stopped exercising in sweat, Serena was tired on the bed and didn't want to move.

"You sweat a lot, will you feel uncomfortable?"

Ya Quan hugged her and turned over and let her lie on his chest.

"Somewhat."

Serena closed her eyes and muttered, she was uncomfortable, but it was more important to sleep right now.

"Shall we go take a shower, eh?"

Yaquan's thick palms touched the top of her head, sliding down her smooth hair.

"Tired, don't wash..."

Serena was about to fall asleep.

I was injured and hospitalized with so much blood before, and it is impossible to make up for it in a short while.

After such strenuous exercise, she was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers again.

"It's better to wash it. I'll wash it for you."

Seeing that she was so tired, Yaquan loved her and kissed her.

Carefully propped up, Ya Quan gently picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

"..."

Serena heard that Yaquan said to help her take a bath, but she was half asleep and half awake, and fell asleep with exhaustion before she could answer.

Serena's body is still a little weak, and she doesn't wake up so easily from this sleep.

In less than ten minutes, Ya Quan hugged her and came out again.

As soon as he lay down, she leaned in reflexively.

Yaquan looked at her peaceful face, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes gradually filled with tenderness.

"Selena, good night."

He lowered his head and kissed her lips lightly, and then Ya Quan hugged her to sleep.

The proud little child in his arms is soft and fleshy, don't feel too good when you hold it.

Ya Quan hugged her and couldn't help but sigh.

No wonder the boss withdrew from the fringe of workaholics after he fell into Wenrouxiang.

If he could hold Serena to sleep and wake up with her every day, he wouldn't want to get up early to work.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

One night passed.

"what--"

When Mo An opened his eyes and woke up, he was so scared that he screamed.

The scream completely awakened her confused head.

"Brother Yi! Why are you staring at me? It's so scary early in the morning, terrifying, OK!"

Mo Anxin looked at Feng Yi with lingering fears.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a magnified handsome face. Before my brain could react, I was startled by the opponent's wide-open eyes.

"Who stared at you? I'm watching you wake up."

Feng Yi stretched out his hand and rubbed Mo An's sleepy face.

He was taken aback by her and suddenly shouted so loudly that he thought the sky was going to fall.

"Did you see it that way? I thought you wanted to see whether my pores were big or not when I got so close!"

Mo An pulled Feng Yi's face down, rubbing so hard, his face was peeling.

"Your skin is good, you can't see the pores."

Feng Yi answered solemnly.

In fact, before she opened her eyes, he stared at her for at least ten minutes.

"..." There was nothing wrong with his answer, but when he listened carefully, Mo An always felt strange, "Why do you still get up when you wake up?"

Only then did Mo An realize that she was still being held by him.

"I'll wait for you to get up."

Feng Yi answered naturally.

"Wait for me to get up? Is there anything to do later?"

Mo An opened the quilt and sat up.

But the moment she opened the quilt, her eyes widened when she accidentally saw Feng Yi's crotch.