My Wife is a Beautiful CEO Chapter 137: [Want to enter non-feature]
Chapter 137 [Want to enter into non-feature]
Following the swollen Mo Qianni all the way to the third floor of the apartment, came to a green safety door, Mo Qianni opened the door with a key and said, "I am the first man here to enter the door, you thank Your eight ancestors, you are cheap! "
"If I know my ancestors, I'll definitely thank them." Yang Chen said with a lip, but no, no one knows oneself.
Take off your shoes and walk into the one-bedroom and one-room apartment rented by Mo Qianni alone. Yang Chen smells a fragrant light lemon scent.
As soon as the lights are turned on, the furnishings in the room come into view. The moon white sofa of simple, a wall-mounted silver-gray 42-inch TV, and a glass narcissus on the glass coffee table. Floor-to-ceiling windows are covered with light gray tassel curtains, and a refrigerator stands near the kitchen. It is worth noting that countless convenience stickers are posted on the refrigerator's facade, which should remind certain things.
The pots and pans in the kitchen are very complete. Various condiments are scattered randomly. There are many types of hot sauce alone, which are eye-catching.
The layout of the whole house is simple, but it doesn't look empty, because there are too many clutters scattered in every corner.
The most things are a variety of paper documents. They are thrown everywhere just like the heavenly girls, and there are various fashion weekly newspapers and newspapers and brochures. They are placed on tables, chairs, and sofas. ,on the floor.
The first reflection of Yang Chen is that life simple, cooking often, working hard, and being informal, this is in line with the intuitive feeling given to him by Mo Qianni.
Mo Qianni face slightly red, she also realized that the room was a little messy, concealed walking to the refrigerator, took out the mineral water from the inside and poured a glass for Yang Chen, saying: "I live alone, there are no guests anyway, not too much Organize, but nothing dirty. "
Yang Chen naturally doesn't care much about this, pointing to the sofa and saying, "I'll sleep here tonight. I think this sofa is big enough."
"Okay, I wanted to make a floor for you. I'll get you a quilt when I get out. It's cold here at night." Mo Qianni nodded, turned and went into the bedroom.
Yang Chen yawned, and saw a lot of magazines scattered on the sofa, walked over and leaned away to remove these magazines, and sleep comfortably.
Ke just took out a fall magazine, a small black thing suddenly appeared under the eyelids of Yang Chen ...
Women are contradictory creatures, and their underwear is like the secret of their heart. They are hidden tightly, but they are eager to be seen by men ...
Mo Qianni is undoubtedly a beautiful single woman, and to many people, she is a strong woman who is strict with herself and cannot be profaned. She has never heard of her having a boyfriend or having a relationship with a man. Employees in the company even think that this charming female boss is a **** and does not like men. But she buys and wears underwear like this, and some of the underlying emotions must be her secret.
In order not to be too embarrassed, Yang Chen thinks that it is better to put underwear elsewhere as nothing has been seen. It looks better at the bedroom door. Mo Qianni has not moved yet. Yang Chen quickly picked up underwear. .
Just as Yang Chen hesitated where to hide underwear, the Mo Qianni holding a towel blanket suddenly flashed out of the bedroom door!
"Yang Chen, you use ..."
Mo Qianni said half of it, the eyes instantly locked already to Yang Chen's little black object that had not been hidden.
Yang Chen was also confused for a while, and wanted to be wrong, and did not notice the sudden appearance of Mo Qianni.
Both of them are standing still, especially Mo Qianni. After a while of misunderstanding, face became hot, and eyes in water wet flashed with tension, ashamed and resentful, and many emotions. Like a volcano!
Yang Chen smiles even more ugly than crying. This is all right. oneself is in a daze when he is holding on to the little fun underwear. He is still caught! It's not to be foolishly insulted!
When Yang Chen was ready to withstand some bombardment, Mo Qianni did not scream out in accidental/surprised, but came forward with a complicated look, put the blanket on the sofa, walked in front of Yang Chen, and handed it from Yang Chen. Here he retrieved the own secret, compiled it in palm, bit his flower lip, and eyes dazzled asked: "pervert, have you never seen a woman's underwear? What ’s so dazed?"
"I've seen it before, I've never seen it so good-looking." I saw it, I smelled it, and I was afraid of it!
Mo Qianni heard this, a pair of eyes waved light, the gorgeous face was able to drip water, the heart and liver thump thump jumped, but could not help asking: "Really beautiful?"
"Well, it's good for you."
"go to your/screw you, you haven't seen me through, how do you know that it is a good match for me?"
As soon as this was said, Mo Qianni realized that it was wrong. Why did oneself ask him to see oneself, and he wanted to get into the seam with shame!
Yang Chen also felt the ambiguity between the two, which made him feel strange that such an abrupt dialogue was so natural that he didn't feel uncomfortable.
Calm down, Yang Chen didn't shy away, and said with a smile: "You really want to wear it to me, it doesn't matter, I don't care if I watch it."
"I want to be beautiful, let your wife wear it for you!" Mo Qianni fluttered his eyes and gave him a small underwear to the bathroom, incidentally: "I want to take a bath, if you are tired, Go to bed first, oneself if you want to watch TV. "
Mo Qianni's bathroom is opposite her bedroom. The door is not visible from the living room, so even if Yang Chen is there, she doesn't avoid anything.
Yang Chen sorted out the magazines on the sofa, turned off the energy-saving lamps in the living room, and lay down comfortably, too lazy to take off his clothes, and just covered the towels and blankets, and began to brew pajamas.
A short while later, Yang Chen's sensitive ears heard the sound of "hush" from the bathroom.
At midnight, in a quiet little apartment, there is a man and a woman, and there is only a little ambiguous friction between each other. If something happens next, it seems logical ...
Of course, Yang Chen just thinks about it like that, I really want to say that I broke into the bathroom to do something, not to mention that it is not easy to meet in the company in the future, and it may be a turn for the better to go to Lin Ruoxi.
took a deep breath, Yang Chen gradually calmed down the tide, listened to the sound of water, and gradually went to sleep ...
After more than half an hour, the bathroom door was quietly opened. Mo Qianni surrounded a snow-white towel and walked out on the double flip-flops. The probe took a look at the sleeping Yang Chen on the sofa and confirmed Yang Chen. I didn't look at the oneself side, so I stepped into the oneself room and closed the door.
In the bedroom, Mo Qianni tore off the only white towel on her body and left it on the floor at will. The soft light yellow light hit the woman's flushed silky skin, exuding a lustrous luster.
Mo Qianni thinking aloud with her long wet hair: "Mo Qianni Mo Qianni, you always look at what you oneself do, what is narcissistic, no matter how good it is, you oneself can see ..."
"What? Do you think you think Sichun misses a man?"
"Come less ... what a bad man is, oneself appreciates oneself, this is called self-confidence!"
After muttering a few words from oneself to oneself, Mo Qianni began to be naked, sitting on Simmons's big bed, brushing her hair, and putting a pink and childish nightdress on oneself.
While hair was rubbed absently, Mo Qianni looked at the door from time to time.
This is the first time that oneself brought a man to oneself's house. oneself didn't understand why he suddenly sent him an invitation. He sent oneself back at night and went back to see him too tired. Feeling pitiful? Or is it because ... for so many years, I was alone in an empty room, feeling too lonely, and needed personal company?
No, no, how can oneself be afraid of being lonely? I've survived alone since I was young, what a bit of loneliness! Look at him pitifully!
But why did oneself invite this man? When he promised to spend the night here, why was oneself so happy?
He is the husband of the good sister of oneself. What if there is a misunderstanding? oneself was clearly hateful before him ...
What is he doing now? are you asleep? Still thinking about things? Or dreaming?
Mo Qianni thinks own is very disturbed. It's so late that I should have a good rest after working for a week, but just think of the man sleeping in the living room outside the door, lying on the sofa where oneself is sitting and reading magazines on weekdays There is an urge to go and see.
oneself Why do you want to go out and see him so much?
Mo Qianni thought for a while, and found a reason for oneself to be very reliable. —— Afraid of his bad sleeping habits, it is easy to catch the blanket on the ground, so as oneself of Master, you must go out and see how the guests sleep , This can't be more normal!
Mo Qianni did not hesitate to dry half of her hair, stomped on the slippers, opened the bedroom door, and walked slowly towards the sofa where Yang Chen slept.