The only favorite of the wealthy: the black-bellied president is busy chasing his wife

She was still so beautiful, as long as she stood there without turning around, she could easily stir his heartbeat.

That year, after he and Feng Qingqing got married, she was by his side and he was in pain, and when she disappeared from his side, he was in pain.Afterwards, thinking of her pain every day, I forced myself not to think of her more painfully.

Jiang Haoyu has been sinking in pain all these years and cannot be redeemed.His shot killed Jun Manli's heart, and even made her own mad.

Jiang Haoyu walked over step by step very lightly, as if Jun Manli was a butterfly anchored on a flower, and would fly away when startled.

Jiang Haoyu walked behind Jun Manli, she was slightly aware of it, and before she turned her head, she was surrounded by a pair of firm and powerful arms.

Jun Manli was startled and wanted to struggle.

"Don't move." Jiang Haoyu hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to strangle her into his body, no matter what, he still really wanted her by his side.

She was like a poppy, highly poisonous yet addictive to him.

It's not that Jiang Haoyu hasn't tried to find other women in recent years, as long as he has a slight resemblance to Jun Manli, he will search for them, just like collecting stamps.

But this did not give him any comfort at all, it only made him miss her more.

Jun Manli pressed her back against his chest, feeling his heart beating powerfully one after another.

Jun Manli's heart was also trembling, as if there was a trace of rain on the dry earth.

The eye sockets gradually became a little moist.

Jiang Haoyu felt her trembling, his heart tightened suddenly, and he turned her body to face him, and sure enough, he saw a tear drop from her eye, fell down her chin, and smashed on the floor.

Jiang Haoyu raised his hand, and approached her face little by little, wanting to touch it, but was afraid of touching it, and finally wiped away her tears gently, clasped the back of her head, and lifted her body up , kissed her lips.

Jun Manli felt as if she had been electrocuted, and that kiss was actually gentle...

Just like when they were in love, like the first Jiang Haoyu's kiss, gentle enough to melt everything.

Jun Manli's tears couldn't stop falling, she thought she was dreaming, otherwise how could Jiang Haoyu be so gentle to her in reality?

Jiang Haoyu let go of Jun Manli, and his warm palms slid down her face.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked at her with some indifference.

The tears on Jun Manli's face caught him off guard, and she remembered her uncontrollable behavior just now, so she could only say coldly: "I want you to be imprisoned by my side for the rest of your life as atonement."

Jun Manli knew it, she knew how Jiang Haoyu could suddenly change her attitude: "As long as you don't hurt Jun Yao, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, it's the same for me to live this life."

"Very good! Go wash yourself first, and then come and serve me." Jiang Haoyu pointed to the bathroom in the room, which has a small bathtub.

Jun Manli's face remained unchanged, and she really just walked towards the bathroom.

She has no ability to resist, and has no way to escape, so she can only obey, at least in this way Jun Yao's life will be easier.

She tried her best to wash herself as clean as possible, not disgusting Jiang Haoyu, nor disgusting herself.

Then she wrapped herself in a towel and walked out.

Jiang Haoyu stood there, looking down at her, waiting for her to come by herself.

Her hair was slightly wet, probably because she had just taken a bath, her face was flushed, and Jiang Haoyu's body had an inexplicable impulse.

Jun Manli came in front of him and stood quietly, her face as calm as water.

"Come here and help me undress."