Your Excellency, I love you!

The Adam's apple rolled up and down continuously, and he put one hand into his trouser pocket, forcibly suppressing that desire.

Luo Qiangwei stood up and pressed the flush button, and the man turned back as soon as the voice sounded, her panties and skirt hadn't been pulled up yet, and he could see her naked body at a glance.

Mo Shiche's black eyes suddenly shrank, and the depths of his pupils seemed to burst into flames.

Luo Qiangwei immediately put down her skirt, bit her lips and said angrily, "Turn around!"

Mo Shiche didn't move, but his face was expressionless, "It's not that I haven't seen it before. I've kissed you and entered under you. Are you pretending to be with me?"

Luo Qiangwei, "..."

Why did she think he did it on purpose?

But she was really thin-skinned on this topic, and she didn't want to discuss it in depth, so she pulled up her panties and put down her skirt and was about to leave.

The wrist was grabbed by the man, Mo Shiche looked down at her, "Have you wiped it?"

She was startled, "Wipe what?"

He looked down, "Aren't you going to wipe the toilet after going to the toilet?"

"..." Luo Qiangwei smiled kindly, "I was a trumpet just now, so I don't need to wipe it."

"Don't wipe the trumpet? Are you afraid of dripping on your underwear?"

"Do you know how to wipe the trumpet after playing the trumpet?"

"I'm a man, you are a woman." Mo Shiche reached for a tissue, "Wipe it clean now."

Luo Qiangwei bit her lower lip, "Mo Shiche, are you finished? You don't care if I love you or not!"

He seemed to be waiting for her words, "Then I'll wipe it for you."

"Don't... um."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Qiangwei was embraced by him. He pressed her against the wall, while blocking her chattering mouth, lifted her skirt and the last layer of panties with one hand, and wiped her clean with a tissue.

I don't know if she was struggling with her legs or what, it took a long time for the man to pull out his hand, crumpled the tissue and threw it into the wastebasket.

When she pulled her lips away, Mo Shiche finally felt that the heat in his body was suppressed a bit, although his breathing was still a little tight and unsteady, "Okay, wipe it clean."

Luo Qiangwei's face was flushed red, she was almost trembling with anger, Mo Shiche washed his hands as if nothing had happened, and carried her outside.

Lian Su's car stopped at the entrance of the hospital and went straight back to the Mo family's villa.

Stopping in the yard, Mo Shiche got out of the car again and carried the woman down. He moved extremely carefully, and asked her, "Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

"I said it's uncomfortable, do you still think it's because I didn't wipe it clean?" Luo Qiangwei sneered angrily, "President Mo, you see I'm beautiful and if you want to touch me, just say so, and make all kinds of excuses for you..." Does mom want face?"

Mo Shiche thought for a while, then responded, "Well, then I'll speak directly next time."

Luo Qiangwei, "..."

When Xiao Taozi heard that she was coming back, she changed into a beautiful little dress a long time ago, and sat at the door waiting anxiously. When she saw her, she immediately rushed over, "Mom!"

Luo Qiangwei's heart softened when she heard her daughter's voice, and she leaned over to hug her, but Mo Shiche who was beside her hugged her daughter up one step ahead of her, "Hey, Mommy hasn't recovered yet so I can't hug you."

Xiao Taozi pursed her mouth, stretched out her small hand to touch Luo Qiangwei's face, "Mom...are you feeling well?"

Luo Qiangwei smiled softly, "No baby, mom is fine," she secretly glared at the man beside her, "Mo Shiche, what do you mean, let me hold my daughter..."

Mo Shiche didn't look at her, but coaxed the little girl in his arms in a low voice, "If mom hugs you, it will be very uncomfortable. Do you still want mom to hug you?"