The CEO's favorite: don't run away from your sweet wife

The next day, Yang Yuxi woke up in Jing Mochen's arms. Her mind was briefly confused, and it took her a while to remember the lingering passion of last night.

What followed was a strong worry, she is not in a safe period now, she should not be pregnant with Jing Mochen's child, right?

Thinking that she might be in a bad mood, she broke free from Jing Mochen's arms, and hastily got off the bed with her bathrobe off.

She rummaged through the bedside table and found a bottle of medicine, poured out a white pill, stuffed it into her mouth and swallowed it, then hurriedly poured a glass of hot water and drank it.

An angry voice rang out behind her unexpectedly, "What are you doing?"

Yang Yuxi was so frightened that he choked and coughed violently, his face flushed red.

Jing Mochen got off the bed with a livid face, staring at her as if he was going to kill someone, even the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a bit, and the air was frozen.

Yang Yuxi coughed for a long time before she calmed down, put the water glass on the bedside table, and said nonchalantly, "After the event, the medicine will prevent pregnancy."

"Anyway, you married me just to torture me and prevent me from taking revenge. Presumably you don't want me to conceive your child."

"I'm not qualified to bear your child. I know my own position very well."

"Besides, if you want a child, a lot of women want to give birth to you, don't they?"

Jing Mochen's lungs were churning with anger, wishing he could strangle this self-righteous woman in front of him to death.

Why did she think she was smart enough to kill his seeds, why did she think he didn't want her to have children?

Stupid and self righteous woman!

It took him a lot of effort to swallow his anger, and a dangerous light shot out from his squinted eyes, as if he wanted to tear Yang Yuxi apart.

Feeling the danger, Yang Yuxi subconsciously walked towards the door, "I still have something to do today, so I'm leaving first."

After taking a few steps, a strong force suddenly came from her waist, and her body was thrown onto the soft big bed again.

Jing Mochen's warm, lean and powerful body pressed against her delicate thigh again, a place as hard as iron.

He said domineeringly like a devil, "Since you've already taken the after-effects medicine, it's a waste of not sleeping. Please stay with me for a while."

"I don't want it, Jing Mochen, I have to go to the set to film a movie later, don't be silly."

"Damn filming, I just want to sleep with you now."

Jing Mochen's eyes were evil, and his fingers landed on her unspeakable body to tease her. His superb skills soon softened her uncontrollably.

"You are emotional. You say no, but your body is very honest. Yang Yuxi, I like your duplicity on the bed."

Yang Yuxi blushed so much that he could almost bleed, and was pressed down by the energetic man again, and performed a love exercise that made people blush and heartbeat in the early morning of spring.

The panting moans were submerged in the ocean of joy created by Jing Mochen, and hot sweat dripped on her delicate skin, which seemed to have a charming feeling of blushing and heartbeat.

After the passion, Yang Yuxi's white and tender skin was covered with bruises and purple hickeys, and her legs were worn out, causing burning pain.

She got out of the bed, but her legs were weak and almost fell to the ground. Jing Mochen hugged her with sharp eyes and hands, and said with almost imperceptible concern, "Are you all right?"

Yang Yuxi pushed him away mercilessly, "Come on, I'm going to take a bath."

This man must have deliberately tortured her like this!

It was hot between her legs, and every step she took was painful, which made her even more angry, Jing Mochen, you bastard!

"Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Looking at her graceful and enchanting back, Jing Mochen asked with malicious intentions.

"Thank you, no need."

In front of him, Yang Yuxi unceremoniously closed the bathroom door and locked it from the inside.

After soaking in the warm water of the bathtub for a long time, the uncomfortable feeling on my body gradually faded away.

She changed into a light blue woolen dress, but the red marks on her neck gave her a headache. She had no choice but to apply concealer on those marks.

The servants on the first floor had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast, and when she walked to the dining room, Jing Mochen was already sitting down and eating slowly.

Yang Yuxi opened her seat and sat down, simply ate two slices of bread, drank a glass of milk, picked up her bag and hurriedly left the villa.

Standing on the only bus platform in the villa area and waiting for half an hour, I didn't even see the shadow of the bus.

Yang Yuxi kept looking at the time. It was less than an hour before the time her manager stipulated that she must arrive. She hadn't arrived yet, and she was very worried. She was afraid that the first day of filming would leave the director with a bad reputation impression.

A white BMW car stopped in front of her, and the windows were rolled down, revealing Jing Mochen's almost monstrous face.

He looked her up and down with disgust, and ordered in an unquestionable tone, "Get in the car!"

What Yang Yuxi hates the most is Jing Mochen's arrogant appearance, she subconsciously resists.

"Don't bother you, I'll just wait for the bus or taxi."

Even though she has been married for several months, she still doesn't want to have more contact with Jing Mochen, let alone let him completely invade her life.

Being forced to marry this man is something she has no choice but to accept. She wants to keep her inner clarity and not be influenced by this man.

"Yang Yuxi, do you want me to post the news of your marriage to me on the Internet? It's not a good habit to be arrogant!"

The downcast Jing Mochen was filled with anger all over his body, and the words he said completely changed Yang Yuxi's expression.

"Jing Mochen, don't go too far. Back then you promised me a secret marriage. How could you go back on your word? Are you still a man?"

Her face was flushed with anger, and a sense of grievance welled up in her watery eyes, as if she was about to cry at any time.

Jing Mochen raised his eyebrows, and said pointingly, "Am I a man? Didn't you understand it thoroughly this morning?"

"If you don't feel deeply enough, I don't mind letting you feel it again in the car later."

Yang Yuxi really wanted to punch the flat face in front of her. She held back her anger, her chest heaved and said angrily, "What else can you do besides being in heat?"

Jing Mochen didn't say anything, but his eyes fell on that exquisite curve unscrupulously.

"Are you still in the car? Then I will post on Weibo now, and the news of our marriage will be known all over the world. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Yang Yuxi was well aware of this man's vicious character, and would do anything if he got anxious, so she didn't dare to take risks, so she could only get into the car and sit beside Jing Mochen.

Jing Mochen showed a satisfied expression, stepped on the accelerator and started the car, his smug expression made Yang Yuxi feel furious.