My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Chapter 137 [Thinking about it]

After walking along the third floor of the apartment, Mo Qianni came to a green insurance door. Mo Qianni opened the door with the key and said: "I am the first man to enter the house, you are here. Thank you for your eight generations of ancestors, cheaper you!"

"If I know my ancestors, I will definitely thank them." Yang Chen said with a grin, isn't it, no one knows who his aunt is.

Take off your shoes and walk into the one-bedroom, one-bedroom apartment that Mo Qianni rents alone. Yang Chen smells a fragrant light lemon scent.

As soon as the lights were turned on, the furnishings in the room came into view, a simple moon-white sofa, a wall-mounted silver-gray 42-inch TV, and a glass narcissus on the glass coffee table. The floor-to-ceiling windows are covered with light gray tassel curtains, and the refrigerator is placed in the direction of the kitchen. It is worth noting that countless convenience signs are posted on the facade of the refrigerator, which should be used to remind certain things.

The pots and pans in the kitchen are very complete, and all kinds of spices are scattered. There are many kinds of hot sauces, and the flowers are green and eye-catching.

The layout of the entire house was simple, but it didn't look empty, because there were too many messy things scattered around.

The most common items are a variety of paper documents, which are thrown everywhere like the Japanese girl, as well as various fashion magazines, newspapers and brochures, which are placed on tables, chairs, sofas and floors. .

Yang Chen's first image is that life is simple, cooking often, work and life, and informal, this is in line with the intuitive feeling that Mo Qianni gave him.

Mo Qianni's face was reddish. She also realized that there was some mess in the room. She hid the walk to the refrigerator. She took out the mineral water from the inside and poured a cup on Yang Chen. She said, "I live alone. Anyway, there are no guests, no. Too finishing, but nothing dirty."

Yang Chen naturally does not care much about this, pointing to the sofa: "I will sleep here tonight, I think this sofa is big enough."

"Also, I wanted to give you a floor, wait for me to get you a quilt, and I am very cold at night." Mo Qianni nodded and turned and walked into the bedroom.

Yang Chen yawned and saw a lot of magazines scattered around the sofa. He walked over and tried to remove these magazines, so that he could comfortably sleep.

Just took out an autumn magazine, Yang Chen suddenly popped up a black little thing under the eyes...

Women are contradictory creatures. Their inner clothes are like the secrets of their hearts. They are hidden and eager to be seen by men...

Mo Qianni is undoubtedly a single beautiful woman, and in the eyes of many people, she is a woman who is strict with herself and cannot be embarrassed. She has never heard of her boyfriend or a man, many companies. The employees in the company even think that this glamorous female boss is a **** and does not like men. But she has bought and worn such underwear, and some of the potential emotions contained in it are definitely her secrets.

In order to wait for it will not be too embarrassing, Yang Chen felt that it was better to put the underwear elsewhere and did not see more than it. After looking at the bedroom door, Mo Qianni still did not move, Yang Chen quickly took the underwear. Start.

Just when Yang Chen hesitated to hide his underwear, Mo Qianni holding a towel blanket suddenly flashed out of the bedroom door!

"Yang Chen, you use..."

Mo Qianni said half of it, her eyes were locked in the small black objects that Yang Chen had not had time to hide.

Yang Chen was also confused for a while, and he did not notice the sudden appearance of Mo Qianni.

Both of them stood still and sluggish, especially Mo Qianni. After a slap in the face, the face burned red, and the watery eyes flashed with tension, shame, and misunderstanding, just before the outbreak. Like an active volcano!

Yang Chen smiled more ugly than crying. This is good. I am holding my favorite little underwear in a daze, and I am caught! Not to be blamed for being a wretched man!

When Yang Chen was ready to bear a bombardment, Mo Qianni accidentally did not yell out, but she came forward in a complicated way, put the blanket on the sofa, and walked to Yang Chen, a hand from Yang. Chen grabbed his little secret in his hand, squatting in his hand, biting his lip, and asked with a dazzling look: "The color embryo, haven't seen a woman's underwear? What's so good?"

"See you have seen, I have never seen such a good-looking one." Looked at it, the smell smelled, and I was afraid of it!

Mo Qianni listened to this, a pair of scorpions waved, the delicate face was able to drop water, and the heart and the liver thumped, but could not help but ask: "Really good?"

"Well, it's a good match for you."

"Go to you, you haven't seen me through, how do you know that it matches me?"

When the words were finished, Mo Qianni found out that it was wrong. It seemed that she asked him to look at himself and shyly wanted to get into the seams!

Yang Chen also felt the embarrassment between the two people. What made him feel strange was that such a sudden dialogue was natural and did not make him feel uncomfortable.

When the heart calmed down, Yang Chen did not evade anything. He smiled and said: "You really want to wear it for me. I don't care. I can't read it."

"Think of beauty, let your wife wear it for you to see!" Mo Qianni Jiao took a white eye to him, took the small **** to the bathroom, and said by the way: "I have to take a bath, if you are tired, first Sleep, just watch TV and put it on your own."

Mo Qianni’s bathroom was opposite her bedroom. She couldn’t see the door from the living room, so even if Yang Chen was there, she didn’t avoid anything, and she walked in with the change of clothes.

Yang Chen sorted out the magazine on the sofa, turned off the energy-saving lamps in the living room, and laid down comfortably. He was too lazy to take off his clothes. Just cover the towel blanket and start to pajamas.

Not long after, Yang Chen’s sensitive ears heard the sound of “哗哗哗” released from the bathroom.

At midnight, in a quiet small apartment, a man and a woman, they have just had some small frictions between each other. If something happens, it seems to be a matter of course...

Of course, Yang Chen thinks about it casually. I really want to say something about going into the bathroom to do something, and not to mention that it is not good to meet in the company. If I go to Lin Ruoxi, I may have to turn it over.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen gradually calmed down the mood, listening to the sound of water, and gradually entered sleep...

After more than half an hour, the bathroom door was quietly opened. Mo Qianni was surrounded by a white towel and stepped on the double-handed footsteps. The probe looked at Yang Chen who was asleep on the sofa and confirmed Yang. Chen did not look at his side, only to step into his room and close the door.

In the bedroom, Mo Qianni pulled off the only white towel on her body and left it on the floor. The soft yellow light flashed on the woman's smooth and radiant skin, revealing a lustrous luster.

After licking the long hair of the wet, Mo Qianni said to herself: "Mo Qianni, Mo Qianni, you always look at what you do, what is good narcissism, look good, you can see it yourself... ..."

"What? You said that you think about men in spring?"

"Less come... Smelly man has something to do, appreciate yourself, this is confidence!"

After taking a few words of himself, Mo Qianni began to naked, sitting on Simmons's big bed and wiping her hair, and putting a pink and a little childish nightdress on herself.

While wiping his hair absently, Mo Qianni looked at the door from time to time.

This is the first time I brought a man to my own home. I don’t understand why I suddenly sent him an invitation. He sent him back and went back at night. He was too tired to feel pitiful. Or because... for too many years, alone in an empty room, I feel too lonely, need personal support?

No, no, how can you be afraid of being alone? From a young age, I was a person who came over, what is this loneliness! It must be that he is poor!

However, why did you ask this man to come? Why is he so happy when he promises to stay here?

He is the husband of his own good sister. What if he has a misunderstanding? I hate him before I know it...

What is he doing now? are you asleep? Still thinking about things? Or are you dreaming?

Mo Qianni felt that her heart was very chaotic. It was so late, and it should be a good rest for a week. Just think of the man sleeping in the living room outside the door, lying on the sofa that he is sitting on a weekday reading magazine. On, there is an impulse to see it.

Why do you want to go out and see him?

Mo Qianni thought about it and found a reason for her to feel very reliable - afraid that his sleeping habits are not good, and it is easy to catch the blanket on the ground. Therefore, as the owner himself, you must go out and see how the guests sleep. This is normal again!

With reason and courage, Mo Qianni refused to dry half of her hair, stepped on her slippers, and crept her hand to open the bedroom door, and walked slowly toward the sofa where Yang Chen was sleeping.