Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

"Why, I'm not welcome here?" Tong Zhensheng raised his eyebrows and asked in a calm voice.

An Rou hurriedly moved aside, Tong Zhensheng stepped in, An Rou saw a big footprint on the floor, she didn't know what he just stepped on downstairs.

She opened the door of the shoe cabinet and handed him the slippers. Tong Zhensheng was stunned for a moment, and finally took off the shoes with his lips pursed, and then put one foot into the slippers.

On the other hand, An Rou turned and went into the kitchen. She had just started making lunch, so it was impossible for her to ignore her lunch just because Tong Zhensheng came.

"Why are you making lunch now?" Tong Zhensheng followed into the kitchen and asked standing behind her.

"I'm hungry just after finishing my work." She replied naturally, as if there was no cold war between him and her for half a month.

"Boil noodles?" he asked, seeing a handful of dried noodles beside him.

"Well, tomato and egg noodles." She answered truthfully, and then said: "Go and sit in the living room, I'm going to fry eggs, there is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen."

"Cook more, I haven't eaten yet." He didn't go out, but turned around, opened the refrigerator door, took out two more eggs and handed them to her.

"Why haven't you eaten so late?" She turned around and looked at him in surprise.

"If you didn't eat, you didn't eat. Why are there so many?" His tone was obviously bad, as if she was investigating him by asking casually.

"..." An Rou was speechless, well, she forgot that he was the CEO, so she probably didn't have the habit of explaining it to others.

So, she silently knocked the two eggs into the bowl again. There were four eggs in a small bowl. She was afraid that the egg whites would overflow, so she stirred them carefully with chopsticks.

Tong Zhensheng leaned against the sink, and watched An Rou cook with his arms folded. With an apron around his waist and his hair tied up, he looked like a young and shrewd housewife.

I've never seen An Rou cooking in the kitchen before, but today I realized that she is not ordinary capable, her face with her hair tied up looks smaller, her chin is pointed, and she looks extraordinarily attractive.

An Rou stirred the eggs well and raised her head only to realize that Tong Zhensheng had been staring at her. She ignited the gas stove with her hands, then laughed and said teasingly: "I knew you liked to look at my cook, the first time When I see you, I should wear a chef's hat and have a big spoon in my hand."

Tong Zhensheng pursed her lips, wearing a chef's hat and holding a big spoon. Standing in a group of chefs like that, she is probably the most eye-catching one, right?

The oil in the pot was already hot, An Rou poured the stirred eggs, and there was a creaking sound in the pot, while Tong Zhensheng came behind her again, and stretched out his hand under the armpit of her raised arm.

"Hey," An Rou exclaimed, "I'm frying eggs."

"Yes," he replied sullenly, with his chin resting on her shoulder, watching the eggs gradually turn yellow in the pot, but his hands moved towards her chest irregularly.

An Rou's body tensed up immediately, she hurriedly put the weight on her chest, and then he unbuttoned it, his slender hands slipped in, and her cool fingers touched her hot skin...

Her breathing immediately became a little uneven, and the reaction from a certain organ in her body was transmitted to the bottom of her heart, and her hand holding the spatula trembled a little.

"I want fried eggs," she reminded the troublesome man again, and hurriedly used a spatula to scramble the already burnt eggs a few times.

"Yeah," he replied nonchalantly.The movement of the hands did not stop, they were still pressing and kneading through the thin cloth.

An Rou became a little anxious, and couldn't help but growled: "Tong Zhensheng, do you want to have lunch?"

"I want to eat you," he said bluntly.

"But I'm hungry, so I don't have the energy to serve you." An Rou replied angrily, and the movement of flipping the scrambled eggs became a little heavier.

"Then let me feed you first, and then you will have energy." As he spoke, he stretched out his long hand and turned off her still burning gas stove.

"Hello..." she exclaimed, but he had already picked her up horizontally, turned around and walked towards the sofa in the living room.

"Tong Zhensheng, this is the living room," An Rou couldn't help shouting in a low voice when he placed her body on the sofa.

"Well, I know," he turned around with a hoarse voice, and closed the curtains with a 'stab' sound, and the room that was bright just now suddenly dimmed.

An Rou turned over from the sofa while he was going to draw the curtains, and ran directly to the kitchen, but just as he ran to the kitchen door, he strode up and hugged him.

"Whether it's in the living room or in the kitchen, you can choose the location," his deep and hoarse voice came from her neck, with a warm breath.

"It's noon now," An Rou reminded him.In An Rou's perception, that kind of thing should be done at night.

"Well, I know," he didn't let go of her intentions, and the hands around her waist already dishonestly lifted up her skirt.

"Can't you wait until lunch?" An Rou asked in a low voice.

"I can wait, but it can't wait," his body pressed heavily behind her.

"Just... think so?" An Rou had already felt his heat and rigidity, and even her voice trembled a little.

"You don't want...huh?" His 'huh' had a long ending sound, matched with his movement of getting under her, with a bit of sarcasm.

"..." An Rou's face turned red in an instant, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

She admitted that she wanted it too, and she wanted it very much, especially when he hugged her, the uncontrollable longing gushed out of her body, and she couldn't restrain it no matter what.

"Is it the kitchen or the sofa... hurry up and tell me!" His voice was filled with impatience.

"Sand..." As soon as she uttered a word, his thin lips imprinted it, and then he pushed her towards the sofa while kissing her deeply.

His body was pushed heavily on the sofa, and just as he felt the softness behind him, he rushed forward quickly, and his clothes were taken off by him in the fierce tearing...

Tong Zhensheng rushed forward to press her down, An Rou began to push back with hands and feet, but because of her refusal, he rubbed his hands harder, gradually she lost her strength, and in the end she could only be honest and soft Yaya Yaya moans left in him.

She is obedient and charming, while Tong Zhensheng's brows and eyes are even more stern due to the influence of sex. Thinking that she has been with Shi Jingtian for the past half month, he gritted his teeth with hatred, wishing he could just die with her like this.

Under his powerful offensive, An Rou softened into a puddle of spring mud, slumped under him, letting him get whatever he wanted.

Tong Zhensheng's bravery was terrifying, An Rou was powerless to bear it, and could only moan/groan charmingly, letting him push her to the helpless blank area again and again...