Sleeping With The Wolf: The Dangerous President's Pampered Wife

When Su Qianmian woke up, her eyes were white.

Know where you are without thinking.It's just that it's so quiet here. Could it be that I'm alone?Come to think of it, that guy doesn't like to share with others, for no reason.

Su Qianmian looked around and found no one, feeling a little disappointed.

There is a gap between reality and fairy tales.It was shown on TV, shouldn't Xun Mochen be by his side at this time?With a haggard face, a shaggy beard, and bloodshot eyes, seeing himself waking up, he was ecstatic, and said affectionately: "Honey, you finally woke up!"

But there is no one around, maybe he has to pay for the medical expenses himself - it's not like he hasn't done this before.Just thinking about it gives me a headache, I'd better pass out.

I looked at the time, it was just [-]:[-].Is it only an hour?Why did it take so long...

With the sound of pattering footsteps, Su Qianmian quickly lay down and pretended to be asleep.

She was originally weak and afraid of cold, and the cold liquid was injected into her body, and her whole arm was cold.

Xun Mochen put down the things in his hand: those were the millet porridge and steamed buns bought for her.

He frowned: his hands were still outside.So he held her hand and wanted to put it under the quilt.

But just came across: so cool!

He held it and refused to let go.

Su Qianmian's face was red, and she endured so much pain: "President Xun Da, you are lingering me!"

After a long endurance battle, Xun Mochen pulled her gently, and said softly, "Stop pretending, get up and eat."

Huh?Say her?
The sound is so heavy, so scary~~~
With her eyes closed, she had an ominous premonition, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Xun Mochen's face close at hand: so handsome!Even though she has seen it many times, she still has no ambition to marvel.

She turned her face away and put her hands on her chest: "It's scary! It's scary!" This is how she expresses her inner mania.

"I look so scary?" Xun Mochen asked.

Su Qianmian shook her head, then nodded immediately.

Xun Mochen didn't care about her: "Millet porridge, soup-filled steamed buns, do you want to eat?"

Su Qianmian was fascinated by his gentle voice, and the previous anger had long been forgotten.

She nodded, then shook her head again.

Xun Mochen: What are you doing, your head is burned out?Just nod and shake your head?

"I think, drink some water first..." Just as he spoke, his voice was already hoarse.

He never took care of people, didn't pay attention to these details...

Xun Mochen turned around to pour water for her, but found that there was nothing, a little embarrassed.Su Qianmian hurriedly said, "I want to drink porridge."

Xun Mochen opened the lunch box, the millet porridge was still hot and steaming, it really seduced the gluttons in his stomach.

Su Qianmian hurriedly took the spoon and ate it, but Xun Mochen blocked it: "It's hot!"

Su Qianmian puffed her cheeks and blew, Xun Mochen took the spoon from her hand, blew, and fed her.

He is well-preserved, and everything he does is elegant and beautiful.

Su Qianmian looked at the spoon in front of her, but didn't move.

Xun Mochen frowned: Is it still hot?
So he blew again.Then I fell into deep thought: what kind of situation is just lukewarm?

He has never taken care of anyone, and usually eats more Western food, so he really doesn't pay much attention to millet porridge.

The dignified President Xun Da was stumped by a bowl of millet porridge.

Well, if you eat it by yourself, taste it when it’s almost ready, and wait a while when it’s hot.Right, that is it.

Su Qianmian watched in horror as Xun Mochen put the spoon to his mouth, parted his thin lips lightly, tasted it, then raised his head, his black jade-like hair fluttered, and a pair of obsidian-like bright eyes bent into crescent moons :"alright."

Sure enough, nothing could bother him.

Su Qianmian looked at the spoon in front of her, blushing a little and her heart beating.

There was still a red stain on Xun Mochen's cuff - it was from yesterday's banquet where he accidentally got it on after drinking.

He didn't come home all night?Didn't you drink a lot?Shen Cheng was so drunk, how could he be fine?

He has always loved cleanliness, and he has obsessive-compulsive disorder. The house must be kept spotless. The books on the shelves are neatly arranged in order. Every time he comes back from a banquet, he will wash in the bathroom for an hour...

How did he survive from last night to now?

Wouldn't it be an indirect kiss if she ate it?He never said he loved her, so of course she couldn't suffer from being dumb.

She turned her head, making excuses, criticizing and playing tricks: "I don't eat the millet porridge here, I want to eat freshly made ones."

"it is good."

It's really the most serious patient in the world, tsk tsk, she also has a day of domineering over him.

Xun Mochen took Su Qianmian back to his villa, and as soon as he got back, Xiao Hei jumped out of the house and rushed towards him with his tongue sticking out.

Xun Mochen held Su Qianmian in his arms: "Go back!"

Xiao Hei whined, turned around twice, and followed behind them wagging his tail.

He placed her in the living room: "Let's watch TV for a while, and I'll cook porridge."

Su Qianmian was overjoyed: Xun Mochen, you have today too!
"I like to drink thick, but not the kind with a lot of rice, of course, not too little, but it must be cooked very thick; I also eat spinach, the kind that Popeye eats, don't put too much oil , and don’t put too much salt, it’s unhealthy. Don’t fry it for too long, if it doesn’t taste good.”

Xun Mochen raised his eyebrows: What is she talking about?
Su Qianmian tried her best to control herself, but a smile still leaked from the corner of her mouth: "Go, go, I'm starving to death."

Xun Mochen walked into the kitchen with question marks all over his head.

Looking at Xun Mochen's back, Su Qianmian suppressed her smile.He probably didn't know that he came back with him to pack up his things, and then moved away quietly while he was away.

After everything was packed, Xun Mochen saw that Su Qianmian was asleep, so he turned on the computer.He is a strict self-disciplined person, well-organized in his work, and never procrastinates.But today he backed off everything without warning.

When Su Qianmian woke up at four o'clock to go to the toilet, the light in Xun Mochen's study was still on.Su Qianmian poked her head over: Xun Mochen had already crawled on the desk and fell asleep.

No wonder.

Su Qianmian carried Xun Mochen onto the bed: How tired he is without waking up after such a big movement!Drinking so much wine, it really is not good to be a hero!
But he is so heavy!
Su Qianmian fell on the bed with Xun Mochen on her back.

Xun Mochen's eyelids moved.

Su Qianmian rubbed her waist and got up, found a quilt from left and right to cover him.Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he became jealous.

Her face seemed to be on fire, it was astonishingly hot.Lie down next to Xun Mochen, and hugged him through the quilt.

Since when did you fall in love with him?meeting for the first time?He saved her?Or earlier, in the previous life?
Is this love?She didn't know, she just wanted to be with him, always.

Su Qianmian's fingers brushed his eyebrows, his eyes, and his lips, holding his face.

What a pretty face.She sighed in her heart.

"Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang" The grandfather clock in the living room struck four times, it was four o'clock in the morning.

Su Qianmian withdrew her hands reluctantly, got up and left.

The moment the door closed, Xun Mochen opened his eyes, which were full of pain.

"I can't stand it, I can't let it go, I'm uncomfortable, so I can only die." A voice echoed in my mind.

Forgive him for being selfish.If she won't forgive him after knowing the truth, then he will let the truth die and be with her.
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The author has something to say: As soon as I write that they are not good, I will be in a bottleneck. Is it really my mother?Scratching my head and looking at the sky... Is it smooth to write them when they are good~~, did I work hard today?Pulling the corner of the clothes: At least leave a paw print, don't go away~~