Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

The place where the contract was signed was in France, and the entire itinerary was scheduled for about three days. Apart from Han Xiu, there was another group of high-level inspection groups accompanying him.

Because it was not the same flight, Mu Wan'an did not meet anyone else in the company.

Sitting in the first class cabin, looking at the erratic clouds outside the window, she still felt that her mind could not turn.

She also couldn't figure it out, she was just a small translator, and she didn't seem to need her for the contract negotiation...

What's more, she left in such a hurry that she didn't even know if Xiaosi knew that she was going to leave for three days.

During this time, she and Xiao Si have been sticking together, and she is afraid that Xiao Si will be emotionally unstable if she leaves suddenly.

"President Song, where is Xiaosi..." Mu Wan'an hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, Uncle Li will arrange it very well. I have communicated with Xiaosi before leaving." Song Bingjue said.

Thinking of Xiao Si having a tablet specially used to communicate with Song Bingjue, Mu Wan'an fell silent.

The flight to France took more than ten hours. On the way, Mu Wan'an felt sleepy and fell asleep.

On the other side, Song Bingjue asked the stewardess to bring a blanket and covered her body.

After a while, her whole body fell on him.

Song Bingjue didn't change his face, he caught it steadily, and put away the partition in the middle of the seat, letting her snuggle up comfortably in his arms.

Seeing this, Han Xiu, who was across the aisle, felt that his eyes were particularly hot.

Clothes beasts.

Looking at his president's calm and composed appearance, he spit out these four words in his heart.

……

There is always a sense of comfort in a man's body. Mu Wan'an slept deeply, breathing deeply, and leaned closer to Song Bingjue's arms.

Her face was pressed against his shirt, and her warm cheeks were still soft through the fabric.

Song Bingjue's eyes were soft, and he couldn't help pinching her face, his fingertips slowly brushed across her cheeks, and paused on the bright red lips.

Xu felt itchy, Mu Wan'an pursed her lips, and the tip of her tongue brushed against his.

At that moment, the man's hand trembled, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

The fingertips were wet, as if there were traces of her touch just now, Song Bingjue's heart was ups and downs following the plane, and it took an unknown amount of time before he calmed down slowly.

Seeing that the woman still looked ignorant, he felt helpless, then squeezed her little hand, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

……

This time, I slept very soundly.

By the time Mu Wan'an woke up, three hours had passed.

Her cheeks were flushed from sleeping, she opened her eyes, a gleam of spring appeared, and she looked forward to Liuli.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a black button with dark patterns.

Further up is the man's peaceful sleeping face.

That stern face was very close to her, the tips of their noses were very close, and they would even rub each other intimately during the turbulence of the plane.

Mu Wan'an's mind was a little dull just after waking up, and when she woke up, she realized that she was sleeping in the arms of a man, and her face suddenly became hot.

She was about to carefully pull away from his arms, and she didn't know if she was disturbed by her movements, but the man with his eyes closed frowned, and then pressed her against his chest again with indescribable domineering .

Mu Wan'an held back her exclamation, bit her lips, and wanted to wake him up, but in the next second, she saw the man whispering in a daze——

"do not move."

He opened his lips, his voice was hoarse and magnetic due to sleepiness.

Mu Wan'an's eardrums felt hot, thinking that he was sleeping too deeply and didn't know who she was. Just as he was about to remind her, he rubbed his head in her direction even more aggressively, and then used his extremely pampering Kissed her earlobe in a drowning tone, and said, "Good boy, sleep."

He coaxed her gently, as if she was making trouble out of no reason.

Mu Wan'an was in a state of embarrassment.

At that moment, the moisture on the earlobe rolled up a stormy wave in her body.

She didn't even dare to move, for fear that Song Bingjue would do something more outrageous, so she couldn't help but blush.

"Song Bingjue." She froze for a while, then leaned into his ear and whispered softly.

Her voice is low and soft, like a kitten.

Song Bingjue remained silent, still immersed in his dream, but as soon as she was about to leave, he would pull her back.

After going back and forth several times, Mu Wan'an also resigned to his fate. A few times, he even suspected that the man was pretending to sleep, but then he thought that Song Bingjue's pretending to sleep didn't seem to be good for him, so he had to give up and lie down quietly. in his arms.

She wasn't very used to being so close to the opposite sex, she was stiff for a long time, and later, she didn't know if her nerves were too tense, she couldn't help but relax, this relaxation made her whole body calm down.

It's just that the palms holding the man are already sweating, and I don't know if it's his or hers.

It wasn't until dinner time that Mu Wan'an had no choice but to wake up the man completely.

She shook slightly, and the man finally woke up this time, his black eyes were startled, a gleam of seductive light overflowed, Mu Wan'an was a little confused watching.

"Mr. Song."

Maybe it was just waking up, but the man didn't let her go immediately, so Mu Wan'an could only blushed and reminded her aloud.

"Huh?" A deep voice sounded, and Song Bingjue was slightly confused.

His voice is so lingering, too provocative.

Mu Wan'an could only pretend to be calm, breathing quickly, then relaxed, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Song, it's time to eat, you...it's time to let me go."

Hearing this, Song Bingjue was stunned for ten seconds before he realized and let her go.

Mu Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back in her original place, but——

"President Song?"

She broke free from his hand, but found that the man was still holding her tightly.

She was restless, and felt that the behavior of the two of them had crossed the line, and even...

Her heart is also a little messed up.

"I had a nightmare just now, I... a little scared."

The man's eyes were sincere, and he didn't blush because of his own words. He was very decent in dealing with people on weekdays. For a while, Mu Wan'an didn't know whether he was telling the truth or a lie, and mumbled his lips, and didn't know what to do respond.

"Small said, when he can't sleep well, you will hug him and coax him. I had a nightmare, but I just held your hand. Shouldn't that be too much?"

The man was already sober, and when he was speaking, he held her little hand, feeling soft and tender.

Mu Wan'an was speechless.

Stoudemire is Stoudemire, he is him, can this be the same?

However, she couldn't say such words, and the man seemed to be telling the truth, so she didn't know how to refuse.

For a second, she even realized that maybe she was not only Xiao Si's nanny, but also Song Bingjue's.

Song Bingjue may have the attribute of a giant baby, maybe.

Mu Wanan thought awkwardly.

……

Fortunately, not long after the meal, the man finally let go of her hand.

Mu Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief, and ate on her own, but didn't notice the smile hidden in the man's dark eyes...

……

The voyage that lasted more than ten hours finally came to an end.

By the time they reached their destination, it was already night in France.

After getting off the plane, they went directly to the hotel they had booked in advance.

Her room is next to Song Bingjue. Mu Wan'an has no objection to this arrangement, but when they went back to their rooms, she didn't hold back and asked, "Mr. Song, is there anything I can do for this trip?" ?"

She didn't even know what she was going to do.

"You don't need to do anything." The man said, then thought for a while, and said, "After the contract is signed, there will be a banquet, and I need a female companion."

It's not the first time Mu Wan'an has been Song Bingjue's female companion. Hearing this, she had no choice but to agree.

After finishing speaking, she was about to go back to her room, but Song Bingjue suddenly called her to stop.

"Late night?"

Mu Wan'an stopped, turned her head, and looked at him in confusion: "Is there anything else?"

"Do as the Romans do." The man approached, and without waiting for her to respond, he bent down, kissed her cheek with his lips while she was slightly stunned, and said in a low voice, "France is the capital of romance, good night, good night... ..."

His voice was lingering, as if something was beating.

Mu Wan'an only felt that the man's lips were slightly cool, hiding a different kind of heat in the night.

Even his simple good night made her feel more tempting than that "late night".

here we go again……

She took a deep breath, barely suppressing the restlessness in her heart.

After getting along until now, she has understood that Song Bingjue is not as cold as the rumors outside, but he exudes charm to his close relatives all the time.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the hormone of walking, it is seductive almost every second.

She hadn't realized that Song Bingjue was teasing him on purpose, but such a person, invisible teasing was even more unbearable.

Her heart was hot, but her face could only act as if nothing had happened, and she even resisted the movement of wiping her cheeks.

Since the other party has said that she is doing as the Romans do, if she makes some strong reactions, she will only have the feeling that there is no silver 300 taels here.

"Then... Bingjue." She took a step back, suppressed the heat on her face, and said calmly, "Good night."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Bingjue to respond, she turned around quickly, walked quickly, and opened the door with a "snap--", and the whole person squeezed into the room, and was about to close it.

It seemed that there was a scourge behind him.

It's just that at the moment when the door was closed, she seemed to feel that her reaction was a bit too much, she closed the door for a while, and then added: "I wish you a good dream."

After speaking, the door closed quickly.

So rushed, so chaotic.

Behind him, Song Bingjue looked at her back, and a little smile stained his eyes.

After standing at the door for more than a minute, he returned to his room.

……

This night, the night was extraordinarily beautiful.

The itinerary in France was not in a hurry. The next day, Mu Wan'an packed up and made an appointment with Song Bingjue to meet at the restaurant, and then went downstairs.

As soon as I entered the restaurant, I met the inspection team sent by the company.

There is communication and cooperation between departments, and Mu Wan'an doesn't recognize all of them, but he has some impressions.

Seeing Mu Wan'an appearing here, everyone was surprised, but they didn't ask any more questions about the relationship between her and Song Bingjue.