Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

"Ah, feed me, wife, feed me."

At the dinner table, Chen Sen opened his mouth wide waiting to be fed. His short hair was unkempt, and he looked just like a teddy dog. "It smells so good. My wife's cooking is delicious."

"Can you add some salt?" Chen Sen chewed and swallowed. "The doctor said to eat light food, but he didn't say not to eat salt. I feel weak without salt."

He watched Mo Baiyun dip a piece of chicken into the prepared chili sauce, his mouth watering, "Just take a bite."

"Chen Sen, do you still want to use it?"

"Try it again tonight, maybe it will work at home."

The ward was too crowded, so I never got up.

"Drink up the soup, it's all the essence." Mo Baiyun sprinkled some salt in it and watched him drink it in one breath.

belch........

"Wife, you are not Pan Jinlian, can I survive tonight?" Chen Sen touched his bloated stomach and burped, his mouth full of the mixed smell of medicinal herbs.

"I'll kill you tonight."

.......

It was rare for Chen Sen to be served like this today. Usually he would serve Mo Baiyun with a flattering face. At this moment, he sat on the sofa like a big boss, crossed his legs, and looked at the plump figure in the kitchen.

"Wife, are you done washing? I want to take a shower." Chen Sen lifted the waistband of his autumn trousers and looked inside.

Brother, you have to fight for your place tonight.

Then he looked at his left hand wrapped in gauze, put his five fingers together, and tried to move it with difficulty.

Fortunately, I'm not left-handed.

Didong.

A text message came on the phone.

One blood-spurting picture after another.

Fu Nanchen [This is useless. It may really be useless. ]

Upstairs, Fu Nanchen was looking at his phone and covering his mouth with his hands while laughing.

"Honey, what are you looking at?" Jian Xiaoan nestled in his arms, chewing some fruit. It seemed that her appetite had suddenly opened up today, and she ate a lot for dinner.

"Nothing." Fu Nanchen stuffed the phone directly under his butt.

Not suitable for children.

Jian Xiaoan frowned and pouted, looking determined to achieve her goal. "Let me see."

"Be obedient." Fu Nanchen pushed her back.

Angry...

"Is there a dog outside? You won't even let me look at my phone now." Jian Xiaoan poked him in the ribs with her elbow and bit his forearm hard.

"Show it, show it."

"dont see."

Keep getting angry...

Pregnant women have bad tempers. He said that they should be angry when they should, and not hold it in, as it will easily lead to breast hyperplasia.

As he spoke, pictures of beautiful women appeared in front of Jian Xiaoan, "Just a few pictures."

Jian Xiaoan looked at the exposed pictures on her phone, her cheeks puffed up with anger, "You, you are actually looking at this now, no wonder you didn't touch me for so long."

Every time she seduced him, she would be severely criticized.

"My dear, this is sent to Chen Sen. Why would I read this?" Fu Nanchen held her to face him and looked at the little hedgehog in his arms, no, little dolphin.

"Look, it's even more diligent than reporting work."

[Brother Chen, this is not possible. ]

[Brother Chen, I tried it, but it still doesn’t work. ]

【Ahhhhhhhh....】

[It's over. I'm only 25. I'm not going to be impotent. ]

.......

"That's more like it. Then you...why?" Jian Xiaoan glanced at him mischievously, glancing down with her big eyes.

"Come, check it out."

Jian Xiaoan: “….”

It seems that maybe actually...

"Hateful." Jian Xiaoan broke free and threw herself into his arms, her ears quickly turning pink. "Ouch, that hurts."

She covered her chest with her hands, looking embarrassed. The changes in her body since she became pregnant always made her embarrassed. Jian Xiaoan leaned sideways into his arms, feeling limp.

"Walk."

"Where?"

"Take a shower and go to bed."

"Ah, it's only eight o'clock."

......

downstairs.

Wow wow wow.....

Chen Sen stood upright like a scarecrow, with water from the shower running down his skin.

"Why are you wearing sunglasses? It's not like you haven't seen this before." Chen Sen curled his lips and looked at Mo Baiyun who was busy in front of him.

You little guy, you have a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Snapped!

There was a slap on the butt, leaving a red palm print.

"Talk less." Mo Baiyun turned off the faucet and wiped him clean with a bath towel. Finally, she wiped slower and slower.

a bit.

Two times.

"What are you doing?" Chen Sen was speechless. Is it a toy? It bounces back and forth.

"Hey... go out." Mo Baiyun threw the towel away and squeezed out two handfuls of hand sanitizer, wishing he could rub off all the skin on his hands.

"You dislike me?" Chen Sen's mood instantly turned bad. It's only been a few days and he already dislikes me like this.

"Go lie down, I'll take a shower."

"No, I want to watch."

"abnormal."

.....

When I returned to the room again, I saw Chen Sen lying on the sofa with only a towel draped around his waist.

The lights in the room were exceptionally warm, the curtains were tightly closed, and light music was playing on the speakers.

"Wife, come here." Chen Shen looked at Mo Baiyun like a flatterer, "I'll give you a massage."

Mo Baiyun dried her hair and walked out in pink pajamas. The thin belt around her waist perfectly outlined her figure.

Chen Sen stood up and sat up straight, stretching his long legs. Mo Baiyun leaned against him, "It's really tiring to take care of patients, especially disabled people."

"I'm not disabled yet."

Temporarily disabled...that's all!

Chen Sen's technique became more and more skillful, and his big palms pinched Mo Baiyun's shoulders again and again...gradually becoming unruly.

.......

Um.....

The singing was melodious, and the room was filled with a charming and lingering atmosphere...

Mo Baiyun's face flushed, and the cloth on his shoulders fell off piece by piece...

"Is it okay?" She leaned in Chen Sen's arms, her voice out of control.

"Ahem..." Chen Sen bit her shoulder, it hurt a lot, and he felt helpless, "No... Wife, what should I do?"

Mo Baiyun turned around, put his arms around his neck, and tentatively kissed his lips, "Try again."

......

Late at night, the soft moonlight caresses the branches, casting tiny shadows.

In the room, Jian Xiaoan listened to the man's unstable breathing, and the pain in her chest was soothed little by little.

"Are you feeling better?" Fu Nanchen rested his chin on the top of her head, and his nose was filled with the fresh smell of shampoo.

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan nodded and swallowed.

What's wrong with her? Ever since I got pregnant, certain thoughts have been growing wildly like weeds.

Behind her was the man's hot and plump chest muscles. She lowered her eyes to look at his bony fingers. They were so beautiful that she wanted to take a bite.

"Hubby..." Jian Xiaoan's voice was mellow. She turned around and leaned into his arms, rubbing her cheek against his skin, "Hubby."

A pair of small hands also started to get naughty.

Her head was dizzy, and her red lips kissed...

want to.

Jian Xiaoan tilted her head back, her eyes were as clear as water, her long eyelashes flickered, and the small mole at the end of her eye also came alive.

"I want... a kiss..."

.......