Sleeping With The Wolf: The Dangerous President's Pampered Wife

Su Qianmian sat at the dining table, looking at the brightly colored and rich soup of 'braised pork', she almost couldn't help laughing. In fact, her heart was already rolling with laughter, but her face was expressionless, and she couldn't help but laugh. It must be a little blue.

Xun Mochen still had a brick face, but this time the brick was black.He will never do it again!Although this is not in line with his personality of demanding perfection and not admitting defeat.

And ordering takeaway is obviously not appropriate.

Su Qianmian's dishes were either undercooked or mushy, and the only food that was edible contained coriander that she didn't like, which annoyed Xun Mochen, who was used to eating top-quality food.

"Try it." Xun Mochen said to Su Qianmian.

Su Qianmian hesitated to hold her chopsticks, and the cold wind blew through her heart in a wild laugh.

Under Xun Mochen's sharp gaze, Su Qianmian stretched her chopsticks towards the 'braised pork' and picked up a piece of lean meat.Feeling that Xun Mochen's face turned dark again, he quickly let go of the lean meat, and heartbroken, he picked up a piece of 'braised pork' with a little fat in his mouth, pretending to taste it: "It tastes very good."

The whole process of eating was simply abusive.

An idea took root in Su Qianmian's mind, "Rice is not for pleasure and food, but for killing."

After a meal, the air was extremely cold.

Su Qianmian felt that the most important thing hadn't been said yet, so she couldn't leave.After tidying up everything, he sat silently on the other side of the sofa and watched "Financial Report" with Xun Mochen.

"Ah, this host looks like Wang Liyun. It is said that Wang Liyun is dating Li Hong. I don't know if it is true."

Xun Mochen glanced at Su Qianmian, who obediently shut her mouth.

One second, one second, one and a half hours.

It was getting dark outside, and Xun Mochen kept the action he did an hour ago, watching "The King's Eunuchs" starring Li Hong after "Financial Report", "Weather Forecast" and "Happy Station" were finished.

Su Qianmian warned herself over and over again: If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence!Su Qianmian, explode your small universe!
Su Qianmian turned around thirty degrees, facing Xun Mochen: "Mr. Xun, it's getting late, I have to go back."

Damn, didn't you want to say "Xun Mochen, I'm just a small person and won't affect you, so just sign the contract and don't bother me, okay!", why did you keep saying it in a low voice and obediently?
Xun Mochen poured himself a glass of water, wrapped his thin and slender fingers around the delicate white porcelain water glass, took a sip slowly, just one sip, raised his head and said to Su Qianmian, "Qianqian, you will live here from now on. Meals and housework."

After speaking, he handed the water glass to Su Qianmian, and his movements were as natural as a king.

Su Qianmian held the water glass in both hands, and fried Xun Mochen in her heart!

Su Qianmian began to smoke like a red-hot kettle, and two words were written on her face that was about to bleed: shame and anger!

Ashamed of cohabiting with this man in the future, angry for being oppressed by this man!

What's even worse is, why should he call her Qianqian!
But, ah, but, after visiting Xun Mochen's luxurious villa, Su Qianmian, a money fanatic, completely forgot how to write shame and indignation, and lived in this luxurious aristocratic residence with full of joy.

Her own bedroom is bigger than the four-person dormitory. She opened the suitcase, opened the clothes and turned over the bed. Su Qianmian didn't tidy up. She jumped on the IKEA mattress and rolled it several times, from left to right, from left to right. Rolled right to left, and rolled to the ground with a normal sound.

Xun Mochen knocked on Su Qianmian's door from outside, his voice was not in a hurry.

Su Qianmian opened a crack in the door: "Mr. Xun, what's the matter?"

"Oh, just came to see my 24-hour clock, happy with the room or not."

Su Qianmian nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Satisfied!"

Xun Mochen smiled slightly: "I hate banning anything. My assistant has already sent it to your mailbox. Remember to take a good look."

That kind of smile is overwhelming, as if he is saying: "Splendid mountains and rivers, a peaceful world."

Su Qianmian swallowed her saliva, and stretched out her hand flatteringly: "I'm happy with you."

Xun Mochen looked down at Su Qianmian's slender and fair hands, and his front bangs fell down, covering his eyes.

Xun Mochen held Su Qianmian's hand politely: "Have a good time getting along."

His hands are well-articulated and very powerful, but they don't feel sharp, they are very warm, wrapping Su Qianmian's little hands.Pulling away in two or three seconds is the politeness and self-cultivation cultivated since childhood.

"Would you like to come in and sit down?" Su Qianmian invited.

Xun Mochen thought for a while, and said, "If it's convenient."

However, before he said whether he could enter or not, Su Qianmian had already closed the door with a bang.

Xun Mochen's face turned from green to black, he was silent for a few seconds, then turned and left.

Before taking two steps, Su Qianmian opened the door: "Come in, Mr. Xun."

Xun Mochen's face was still a little ugly.

After all, she is a creditor, so Su Qianmian still wants to please her.

"Mr. Xun sits casually. I just came here, and I haven't cleaned up much yet. You'll laugh at me."

Xun Mochen's face was ugly.

"Clean up first, and then cook."

Su Qianmian: "..."

But this can't affect Su Qianmian's mood of enjoying the big room.

Su Qianmian arranged the messy gadgets she had collected one by one, and then put a pot of small cactus next to Xun Mochen's precious tropical fish. Looking at the tropical fish and cactus swimming around, she laughed.

Then put his bowl and small spoon carefully into the cupboard.

Xun Mochen, who was reading the newspaper, raised his eyes: "You brought the bowl yourself?"

"Yeah, I just bought it two days ago and I like it very much. It's very beautiful, but it's a bit expensive. It's three times more than a normal bowl of the same size." Su Qianmian said sweetly, "But I like it. I like~”

Xun Mochen looked at the intoxicated Su Qianmian, smiled, and continued to read the newspaper.

Of course he would not say that the set of five bowls and two plates in his house is [-]. Is it [-] or [-]?Well, who cares, whatever.

But three days later, Xun Mochen didn't think so.

Every day, Su Qianmian cooks like this: she sleeps late in the morning, wakes up just before class, and then rushes down to eat in her own big six-inch bowl; in the afternoon, when she has plenty of time to cook rice, she insists on using her own big big bowl, I put the rice and vegetables in my own bowl, and ate them with a look of intoxication; at night, watching TV when I had nothing to do, Su Qianmian cut the watermelon into small pieces, put a toothpick in it, and then... put it in a big bowl, hugged and watched TV... three days in a row and a tendency to continue.

When Xun Mochen saw Su Qianmian holding a large bowl of water in both hands, he finally couldn't help it: "Su Qianmian, don't let me see your bowl again, I have an urge to give you money."

Su Qianmian blinked with bright eyes: "Haha! Okay, okay, from now on I'll wait for you to come home with a bowl at the door."

Xun Mochen was shocked by the phrase "waiting for you to go home".Although she knew that Su Qianmian didn't think about that at all, she couldn't help but soften her tone: "Yes, but first you need to knock a hole in your baby bowl."

Su Qianmian immediately fled to the kitchen with the bowl in her arms.

My second is more, please caress!Hugs please!