Bringing a wife into his arms: The president prefers to be loved

Before Shen Xueman could struggle, he had already sat on her lap.

Qi Feng let go of the hand holding Shen Xueman's hair, one hand clasped Shen Xueman's wrist instead, and the other hand tore Shen Xueman's clothes more forcefully.

"If you're a whore, you still want to set up an archway. Don't you just want to get involved with the Qi family?" Qi Feng sneered, and his hands became more and more rude.

As the resistance became more intense, Shen Xueman's head became more and more dizzy, her body began to feel weak as if her strength had been taken away, and an unnatural red color appeared on her face.

"Qi Feng, you are still adding ingredients to that bottle of wine." Shen Xueman cursed angrily, enduring the discomfort in her body.

"It's just to add some fun." Qi Feng also drank the bottle of wine, and his body gradually reacted, looking at Shen Xueman's half-covered body, revealing a deep longing.

Shen Xueman gritted her teeth, although there was some resistance on her face, her body twisted uncomfortably, and began to cater to Qi Feng's movements.

Qi Feng pinched her face and sneered: "You can't wait so fast, the bitch still charges money, but you, Shen Xueman, are prostitutes for nothing!"

As he spoke, he got up, picked up Shen Xueman, and threw her on the big bed not far away.

Shen Xueman's body hit the bed, and there was dull pain from behind, but when it reached her mouth, it turned into a delicate, gasping moan.

Qi Feng finally couldn't help it, and rushed forward, and the two distraught and infatuated people got entangled impatiently.

I don't know how long it took before the effect of the medicine faded, and the exhausted two stopped their movements and lay down on the bed to rest panting.

The door of the hotel room was closed tightly, and an ambiguous heat rose in the air, with the sweetness of red wine.

Shen Xueman panted slightly, leaning on Qi Feng's arms with a blushing face, Qi Feng half leaned on the pillow, and raised his hand to light a cigarette for himself.

Taking a deep breath, pure white smoke lingered in front of Shen Xueman's face.

Shen Xueman raised her hand and snatched the cigarette from Qi Feng's hand, took a sip herself, and said, "Why do you smoke so much?"

After the two had a relationship again, Shen Xueman's dissatisfaction with Qi Feng also eased a lot.

Qi Feng sneered: "What? You know you care about me after just one shot?"

"You are right, we are allies after all, we are on the same boat, so the relationship cannot be broken." Shen Xueman calmed down after a moment of embarrassment.

"Have you thought of a way to deal with your brother? Are we just going to wait, waiting for your brother to completely take the Qi family into his pocket?"

"Don't worry, it is impossible for me to hand over the Qi family to him. Of course, I have already thought of a way to deal with him." Qi Feng's eyes turned, thoughtful, and the corners of his lips raised a proud arc.

As long as the new media entertainment starts to take action, these scandals will definitely have a big impact on Qi Hao after they are released.

Let's see how he ends up then!

Shen Xueman propped up her body in surprise and asked him: "What way?"

Qi Feng gave her a blank look. This woman with big breasts and no brains will never be able to hide things. If she told her so early, what if it leaked out?Wouldn't his preparations be in vain?
So in Shen Xueman's eager eyes, Qi Feng just gave her a light look, and said: "What are you in a hurry for, won't you know by then?"

No matter how Shen Xueman asked, Qi Feng refused to reveal a word, so Shen Xueman had no choice but to give up.

In the evening, Shen Xueyao stirred a large spoon in the pot for a while, then scooped up a spoonful of soup to taste.

The fish soup that has been simmering for several hours is delicious and rich, with a unique taste mixed with many spices.Shen Xueyao squinted her eyes, feeling that the taste was very good.

I've been very free recently, so she cooks every dinner herself, and she enjoys the fun of cooking.

The butler looked at her, and hurriedly asked, "Ma'am, do you need my help?"

Originally, he absolutely disagreed with Shen Xueyao's doing these things, but Shen Xueyao was very persistent, so he had no choice but to let all the servants who were in the kitchen quit.

Besides, the eldest young master seemed to like it very much, so he stopped persuading, but watched from time to time to prevent Shen Xueyao from hurting her hands and splashing oil when cooking.

"Uncle Butler, come over and have a taste, do you think Qi Hao will like it?" Shen Xueyao greeted the butler happily.

Naturally, the housekeeper would not refuse, and came over curiously, wanting to see what the soup Shen Xueyao had been cooking for so long, he had already smelled that aroma long ago.

Shen Xueyao filled a small bowl of fish soup and handed it to the housekeeper. The bottom of the soup was whitish, and there was steam floating on it, which made people's index fingers move.

After blowing gently, the housekeeper took a small sip.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately gave Shen Xueyao a thumbs up: "It tastes very good, what kind of soup is this?"

"It's crucian carp soup." Shen Xueyao also laughed, as bright as a sunflower facing the sun, stunningly beautiful.

However, the butler's expression became a little strange.

"Fish soup?"

"Yes, my mother made this for me when I was a child, and I was worried that my craftsmanship was not good enough. Since you, the housekeeper, also think it's delicious, Qi Hao will definitely like it."

The butler put down the soup bowl, his face was a little embarrassed, hesitating and not knowing what to say.

I blame myself for not telling Madam earlier, Madam has been cooking for so long, if you tell her that the young master never likes fish, it should be a blow to her, right?

Still thinking about how to speak out to Shen Xueyao, when there was a beep at the door, Shen Xueyao's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, when she ran over, she saw Qi Hao coming back.

The night breeze blew the broken hair on his forehead a little messy, but it didn't make him feel embarrassed at all. Instead, it added a sense of casual sexiness to him.

There is a slight tiredness between the eyebrows, but when looking at Shen Xueyao, the eyes are like ice touching the flames, melting into gurgling water.

"Waiting for me?" Qi Hao stepped forward and looked at Shen Xueyao tenderly.

Shen Xueyao took the coat he took off, and said with a smile: "Well, I also made today's dinner, I wonder if you will like it."

"As long as it is made by Yaoyao, I will like it." Qi Hao nodded, looking extremely happy.

The housekeeper ran out after him, saw Qi Hao, hurriedly lowered his head slightly and said, "Young Master, you are back."

"Yeah." Qi Hao nodded.

"I made fish soup, I don't know if it suits your taste. When I was young, I liked to drink the fish soup made by my mother, but I don't seem to remember much." Shen Xueyao said a little embarrassedly, with a little anxiety in her eyes.

The butler was a little embarrassed and wanted to speak. After all, the young master couldn't tell his wife that he hated fish.

However, Qi Hao nodded without changing his face, and said, "Yaoyao likes it, and I like it too."

The butler was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that the eldest young master couldn't bear to let his wife down and that's why he said that.

"Then I'll bring it here." Shen Xueyao's brows were stained with sweetness and tenderness, and after handing over the clothes to the servants at the side, she happily turned and went to the kitchen.

The butler whispered to Qi Hao, "Young master, madam has been cooking this soup for a long time, you can save some face later. I know you are afraid of hurting madam's heart, otherwise I can tell her for you."

"No need." Qi Hao said flatly, and sat down at the dining table obediently.

Shen Xueyao busily ran several times before bringing over all the dishes she had prepared. Looking at her small figure running around, Qi Hao's eyebrows were tinged with an imperceptible tenderness, like a spring breeze passing by. .

In fact, Shen Xueyao just cooked a few home-cooked dishes, and they didn't look particularly good, but Qi Hao felt that this was the best.

Shen Xueyao filled a bowl full of fish soup for Qi Hao, put it in front of him, and said, "The housekeeper uncle also said that it tastes very good. When I was young, I often made trouble to ask my mother to make it for me."

Seemingly touched by the scene, Shen Xueyao's eyes darkened when she thought of her mother who had passed away long ago.

A big warm hand covered hers, Shen Xueyao raised her head and crashed into the deep sea.

"From now on, you cook it for me every day, okay?" Qi Hao looked at her with sincerity and seriousness in his eyes.

How could you say such things to a girl, she almost couldn't stand it anymore.

Shen Xueyao automatically understood this "every day" as every day within three years, so she nodded and agreed, "Okay."

The housekeeper at the side was really ashamed to hear that, in the past, as long as fish appeared on the dining table, it would affect the appetite of the young master for a whole meal, and his face smelled like something when he smelled fish. Do?

Eldest young master, don't dig a hole for yourself, the butler said silently in his heart.

Feeling that her face was getting hot, Shen Xueyao didn't dare to look into Qi Hao's eyes anymore, and urged, "Try it quickly."

So Qi Hao bowed his head obediently, gently blew the soup cold, and took a sip.

"It's delicious, I like it very much." Qi Hao's face was normal, and he even gave a high praise to this bowl of fish soup that he once hated.

The housekeeper stared at Qi Hao's expression, suspecting that he was wrong, and wanted to find a trace of camouflage.

But he was disappointed, the young master was too sincere.

So under the worried, disbelieving, hesitant eyes of the housekeeper, Qi Hao drank the whole bowl of fish soup without changing his expression.

"Is it so delicious?" Shen Xueyao felt as sweet as honey in her heart, and quickly filled another bowl for Qi Hao.

"There are many more here. If you like it so much, I won't snatch it from you."

"Okay." Qi Hao nodded, obediently like a well-behaved child who listens to the teacher.

Just when Qi Hao was about to continue to pick up the bowl, the butler finally couldn't stand it any longer, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Madam, if you drink too much soup, you won't be able to eat."

Only then did Shen Xueyao come to her senses, and said, "That's right, let's eat first, no matter how much we like, we can't drink too much."

Qi Hao glanced at the butler, with a trace of inexplicable entanglement in his eyes, and the butler wiped the sweat from his forehead, showing an embarrassing smile.