The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

After Beichen Yuqing finished eating the noodles, when the spicy taste in her mouth was relieved and she returned to her room, what she heard was her even breathing.

He closed the door and walked in deliberately and lightly.

Before he could reach the bed, the woman on the bed moved, causing him to stop immediately.

Under the illumination of the dim yellow wall lamp, he saw her half-opened eyes.

It seemed that it opened the moment he came in.

He quickly closed it again and turned over, leaving him with a ruthless back.

At the same time, a pair of thin, white and well-proportioned long legs were left behind.

Beichen Yuqing's breathing tightened for a moment, her eyes were dark, and there seemed to be some trickle moving all over her body.

It made him hot.

He frowned and raised his foot to approach, when he realized that the clothes on her body were his shirts.

Never before has a woman looked so beautifully in a men's shirt.

He felt it now.

Suddenly, I felt the ups and downs in my heart.

Beichen Yuqing stood by the bed, staring at Xiao Chuchu on the big bed for a moment.

She showed half of her pretty face, showing delicate snow-white skin, thick eyelashes, and a neat bridge of nose. She was curled up in the quilt, like a peaceful kitten.

Good-looking, beautiful, and attractive enough.

But in this way, her brows were slightly frowned.

Obviously disturbed by the movement when he entered the door.

Beichen Yuqing's footsteps were frozen in place as if under some spell.

Xiao Chuchu's sleep was so shallow that he didn't dare to move at will.

But staring at her side face for a long time, it seems that some uncontrollable feelings are changing.

His bottomless blue eyes became more and more frenzied by her teasing.

Damn it, this damn woman has such abilities!

Beichen Yuqing stretched out a hand and touched her hair scattered on the pillow, it was very soft and soft.

Twist a handful and wrap it around your fingers.

He moved very lightly, and didn't use too much force to go around in circles, for fear of waking up again after pulling her scalp.

Therefore, the hair will automatically fall off the knuckles before it has been wound twice.

He played endlessly until she fell asleep comfortably.

Beichen Yuqing twisted the quilt for her.

This move was subconscious, he didn't expect it at all, and it was done almost naturally.

Xiao Chuchu slept soundly, but he couldn't bear it, almost no matter how tired she was, he wanted to kill her immediately.

Withdrawing his hand to play with his hair, he pinched the center of his eyebrows, and when his hand brushed the tip of his nose inadvertently, the delicate fragrance of hair remaining on his knuckles lingered into his nostrils.

The result was another burst of heat.

Beichen Yuqing turned around with a dark face, took off her coat, and went into the bathroom.

Tell yourself that she still needs to recover.

An hour later, the icy water finally cooled his fire.

He came to his senses.

Returning to the bed again, he couldn't help frowning.

I don't know how many times she turned over in this hour, she almost rolled up the quilt.

Only the corners are left out.

At first glance, it seemed like he was deliberately teasing him.

It made him angry again.

Beichen Yuqing suddenly smiled.

No matter when and where, whether she is awake or not, she will not care about him.

He lay down, with his long arms and the quilt catching her in his arms, which aroused her to wake up again.

She arched her body, found comfort and went back to sleep.

But Beichen Yuqing slept without moving until dawn.

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The morning light is dim.

The sunlight shines into the room from the cracks in the gray-black curtains, like a bundle of shiny golden threads, sending warmth in.

The quilt that originally covered Xiao Chuchu's body, after turning over overnight, half of the quilt was removed from her body.

What was left outside was clearly visible at a glance, she was wearing his shirt and her long, muscular arms hung over the shirt.

Xiao Chuchu woke up in a daze, glanced at the heavy curtain, and closed her eyes again to cushion her sobriety.

She stretched her curled legs, and kicked off the quilt that was wrapped around her legs. After staring for a few times, she couldn't stretch her legs out of the quilt.

At this time, she was displeased and wanted to get up to open it, but she couldn't get up at all.