Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

"I... that's all I can say."

The man's breath was too dangerous, it made her tremble, her teeth chattered uncontrollably, and the roots of her ears were soft.

"Why only?"

The man bit her earlobe, and kissed her auricle with the nimble tip of his tongue.

"Have you missed me these days?"

"I...don't do this, this is in the company..."

"What about the company?"

Mo Siting had already poked in along the hem of her blouse, lingering on her waist, deliberately teasing her, and found it amusing to see her rosy face panting and holding her breath but not being able to explode.

"do not……"

Qiao Zhinuan could no longer stand still.

For several days without Mo Siting by her side, she almost felt like she had returned to the track of normal work and life in the past, thinking that the inexplicable palpitations and throbbing that the man brought her were all a dream.

The copy machine behind him has stopped.

Without the slight hum of the copier, the entire printing room was so quiet that footsteps from far to near could be heard in the corridor.

"I heard that you are looking for a lawyer recently? Do you want me to help?"

Qiao Zhinuan shook her head between Mo Siting's arms, "No, I can handle it myself."

Mo Siting kissed her on the tip of the nose, "Really?"

"No need," Qiao Zhinuan avoided the man's warm breath, "I can take care of this little thing myself."

At this moment, Qiao Zhinuan's face was stained with peach blossoms, and Mo Siting couldn't help but linger with her for a while, Qiao Zhinuan was completely wrapped in the man's arms.

She was terrified, for fear that someone would come in from the corridor.

Mo Siting asked Lu Bei to clean up people in the corridor outside, and now there is no one there, but he didn't point it out, looking at the little woman nestled in his arms like a frightened bird, these days abroad The haze of mood was swept away.

"Accompany me to a reception later."

After teasing her enough, Mo Siting straightened her body and helped her tidy up her clothes, "After get off work, I'll pick you up."

Qiao Zhinuan almost uttered words of rejection.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he swallowed hard.

He is interested in her now, and when she gets tired of her, he can let her go.

Before that, she just needs to play the role of an "obedient" and "well-behaved" mistress well.

Qiao Zhinuan's clothes are not suitable for attending a reception.

"Where's the red dress I gave you last time?"

Qiao Zhinuan felt guilty and said casually, "Let's stay at home."

"Then why don't I send you back to change a skirt?"

"I... just change it," Qiao Zhinuan deliberately concealed her guilt, "I don't like that dress."

Mo Siting was as good as good, and when Qiao Zhinuan got off work, he asked Lu Bei to drive to a dress shop.

The clerk rolled out a row of newly-arrived dresses, "These are all new styles, backless, tube top, organza, and mermaid. Which one do you like?"

"Just keep it simple." Qiao Zhinuan didn't want to make it too complicated.

With one hand in his pocket, Mo Siting strolled over, looked at the dresses on the hangers, touched his chin, "They're all pretty good."

He handed Qiao Zhinuan two skirts, "Try these two first."

Qiao Zhinuan took it, glanced at the style, raised her head and hesitated to speak.

Mo Siting slightly raised his eyebrows, "What?"

"fine."

Qiao Zhi answered in a stuffy voice, turned around and went to the dressing room to try on clothes.

Mo Siting was amused.

How could he not know what Qiao Zhinuan was trying to say.

He walked to the sofa and sat down, took a magazine and flipped through it.

After 2 minutes, he raised his eyes and glanced at the electronic clock hanging on the wall. Qiao Zhinuan hadn't come out yet.

He put the magazine aside, got up and went to the dressing room, and tapped twice on the door of the women's dressing room.

Qiao Zhinuan was in a hurry.

The dress skirt on her body had a hidden zipper on the back. She couldn't reach it, and it wasn't easy to call people. When she heard footsteps, she thought it was a shop assistant, so she hurriedly opened the door latch.

"You unzip the zipper for me, thank you."

Mo Siting's eyes froze slightly as he watched the door of the dressing room open.

He raised his eyebrows, is this woman not afraid to lure "wolves" into the house?
Mo Siting opened the door and went in, and all he could see was the woman's beautiful white back, from the beautiful butterfly-bone zipper to the tailbone.

Qiao Zhinuan turned her head slightly, "Please pull the zipper down for me, I can't reach it."

She felt a pair of hands covering the zipper behind her, and the zipper moved upward bit by bit. Suddenly, at this moment, a slight coolness touched her back.

Qiao Zhinuan gave a jolt as if she had been electrocuted.

"Have you used up the ointment prescribed by Zhong Ze?"

The man's hoarse voice sounded, and before Qiao Zhinuan could react, she was caught by the waist and turned around, her back was pressed against the wall of the dressing room, and the man's hot and tough chest was pressed against her front.

"How did you get in?!"

"Didn't you call me in?"

Mo Siting's eyes lingered on her slender figure like thick ink.

The slim milky white gauze dress she chose just now was purely to satisfy his bad taste.

This dress has very little fabric, one shoulder, just below the hips, and the tulle covers the key parts, which is very seductive.

Qiao Zhinuan noticed Mo Siting's gaze, "I don't think this dress is suitable."

She felt too exposed.

"Why?" the man asked knowingly.

"Is it more revealing than the one you wore in the night club?"

Qiao Zhinuan blushed.

Going to drink with her at night is simply her black history, but this man still doesn't let her go and brings it up repeatedly.

She was annoyed, "That's good. Since Boss Mo said it's suitable, let's go out wearing it. It looks pretty anyway."

Qiao Zhinuan raised her hand to open the door of the dressing room.

The door panel was pulled open a crack, and with a bang, the man held his hand and slammed into it again.

"What are you going out for?" Mo Siting pressed his fingers against her slender waistline, and his hoarse voice brushed against her ears, "Who else do you want to show?"

locker room.

Dim yellow lights.

Ambiguous upgrade.

Qiao Zhinuan could hear her heart beating faster, and the man's eyes seemed to turn into sharp swords.

"You wait here, I'll get you a dress."

Mo Siting went out, came in again, and brought Qiao Zhinuan a short black cheongsam with fringes. It was very beautiful and the fabric was very comfortable.

"get out."

Qiao Zhinuan couldn't change her clothes in front of Mo Siting.

Mo Siting smiled and let out a breath in her ear, "Why are you so shy now? You didn't take the initiative to come to my room last time, huh?"

Qiao Zhi's face was blushing and bleeding.

She clenched the cheongsam skirt in her hand tightly with her fingers, and her lips were pursed into a pale line.

He was reminding her of her identity.

The first time... is the relationship of mutual transactions.

Qiao Zhinuan closed her eyes, reached out to her shoulder straps, and took off her white lace dress.

Mo Siting's eyes darkened for a moment, his throat was itchy badly, he turned around and went out, leaning against the wall to light a cigarette.

The locker room door behind him opened, and Qiao Zhinuan walked out with his head down, "Okay."

Mo Siting turned around to look.

Qiao Zhinuan's black hair was tied loosely behind her head, and the sides of her temples slightly covered her ears, leaving only a few white and tender ear pearls. The black hair and black cheongsam set off her skin as white as jade.

Cheongsam is the most test of figure.

Although everything from the neck to the thighs was covered up, in Mo Siting's eyes, this kind of cover up would be more sexy and seductive if exposed.

Qiao Zhinuan felt uncomfortable being scrutinized, so she raised her head and glared at Mo Siting angrily.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly fell on a figure outside the changing corridor, his pupils shrunk in horror, he hurriedly took a step back, pulled Mo Siting in, and slammed the door of the women's changing room!

"I want that dress."

In the dress shop, a delicate woman nestled in the arms of a tall man, pointed to a pearl white backless dress hanging on the wall, and said in a sweet voice.

The shop assistant rolled his eyes frequently.

Women have always been more hostile to women, especially to women who are very hypocritical.

"Okay," the young man seemed to be pampering her very much, kissed the woman on the face, and ordered the clerk to take off the clothes, "Go in and try?"

The woman bowed her head shyly and walked towards the dressing room.

Qiao Zhinuan stooped, and quietly opened a gap at the door, just in time to see the scene outside.

Seeing the woman approaching, she hastily turned back.

This woman is none other than Qiao Yushu!
Who is that man Qiao Yushu is following?
This kind of dress shop, let alone her, Qiao Yushu would not have the ability to enter, let alone choose clothes to wear!
Mo Siting leaned against the inner wall of the dressing room, looking at Qiao Zhinuan who seemed to be secretly doing bad things.

"What are you looking at?"

Qiao Zhinuan immediately turned her head and compared her fingers to her lips - "Shh."

Qiao Yushu went into the dressing room next to Qiao Zhinuan, stretched out her arm from the half-opened dressing room, and directly pulled the man standing outside the door in.

"Come help me change my clothes."

A moment later, there was the sound of rustling undressing from the dressing room next door.

"...Don't touch there..."

"Little fairy."

"Well... hurry up..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of humming from the next door.

The wall of the dressing room was hit with a bang, Qiao Zhinuan's eyes widened and he was stunned.

She never expected that they would be so bold, just in the locker room...

Suddenly a big palm came over her waist, Qiao Zhinuan almost cried out in shock, halfway through, she hurriedly covered her mouth.

"Don't touch me!"

Qiao Zhinuan protested in a low voice, afraid that the neighbors would hear it.

The sound insulation in the locker room is not good, and some tremors can be felt in every detail.

Mo Siting took Qiao Zhinuan into his arms, and bit her ear: "I didn't expect you to have such a quirk, you want to try the dressing room, huh?"

Qiao Zhinuan buried her head completely on Mo Si Ting's chest, only belatedly did she realize what he meant, she hurriedly shook her head, and grabbed Mo Si Ting's hand that was about to make trouble.

"No, let's go."

She deliberately lowered her voice, and opened the door of the dressing room with trembling hands.

Fortunately, Mo Siting didn't stop him, so he let Qiao Zhinuan drag him out.

Qiao Zhinuan sat on the back seat of the car, tilted her head to look at the scenery passing by outside the car window, and when she passed a shopping mall, she slammed to stop.

"parking!"

Lu Bei glanced at Mo Siting in the back seat inquiringly.

"I... want to go to the bathroom."

Mo Siting nodded and told Lu Bei to park the car on the side of the road.

Qiao Zhinuan got out of the car wearing a windbreaker, and ran directly to the mall.

Mo Siting tapped his fingers on his knees, and slightly closed his eyes to rest his mind.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

The time passed by every minute, and there was only 10 minutes in the temporary parking space. At that time, the security guard came to collect the fee, but Qiao Zhinuan hadn't come out yet.

Lu Bei carefully glanced at the face of the big boss from the rearview mirror, and said, "Mr. Mo, why don't I go in and look for Ms. Qiao? It should be... lost."

Mo Siting stroked the intricately patterned bronze cufflinks with his fingers, and after half a minute, he said in a cold voice, "Call, clear the venue."