Your Excellency, I love you!

After dinner, Mo Shiche went to the study to answer two calls, and when he came out, he saw a woman standing at the door of the master bedroom with her pajamas and towels in her arms.

Hearing the sound of him coming, Luo Qiangwei turned to look at him, pursed her lips and said, "Can I sleep in the guest room?"

Mo Shiche's dark eyes darkened, and then he said calmly, "No," he stood still in front of her, "If you want to take a bath, go in and take a bath. I'm not used to sleeping in separate rooms with my women."

Luo Qiangwei seemed to expect this answer, but she still replied disappointedly, "Oh."

He paid for the medical expenses during the famine year, and now she sold herself to him for the time being, and it was certain that she would sleep with him... It was impossible for him to get away with it, let alone a shrewd businessman like him.

Luo Qiangwei slowly entered the master bedroom with her pajamas and towels in her arms, entered the bathroom, and locked the door.

She hasn't come out after washing for more than an hour.

Mo Shiche sat outside and kept looking at his watch. Seeing that there had been no movement for a long time, he suddenly felt a little panicked - although there was no window in the bathroom, and it was impossible for her to escape, he still felt inexplicably panicked.

He quickly got up and went to knock on the door, and said in a low voice, "Tangtang? It's been an hour, soaking for too long is not good for your health."

No one answered.

Mo Shiche frowned, twisted the door and found it was locked, and immediately took the key to open the bathroom door.

At a glance, he saw the woman lying on the edge of the bathtub.

Luo Qiangwei was wearing pajamas, her long hair was tied into a bun, her head was resting on her arm, she was breathing evenly, she looked like... asleep.

Mo Shiche frowned, and walked over with long legs. The woman who heard the footsteps immediately woke up vigilantly.

She rubbed her eyes in a daze, as if she found that she was still in the bathroom, and wanted to stand up with support.

Slip under your feet.

When he was about to fall, a man grabbed his waist.

Luo Qiangwei bumped into his chest, still a little dazed, "Is it dawn?"

Mo Shiche looked down at her face, his chin was sharper than before she ran away, he said in a low voice, "I want to sleep in the bathroom until dawn, huh?"

There was a scent of shower gel on her body, and she had obviously washed herself and hadn't gone out all this time.

His eyes dimmed slightly, she would rather sleep on the edge of the bathtub than go to sleep on the outside bed.

Luo Qiangwei had already reacted, and found herself in his arms, she immediately frowned and wanted to back out, "Let go..."

The man didn't let go, "It's late, I'm going to bed after taking a shower."

go to bed.

And indeed...after a shower...that's usually all there is to it.

There is no escape.

Luo Qiangwei suppressed the emotions in her eyes with drooping eyes, and hummed in a low voice, "Then... hurry up, I'm a little sleepy."

Mo Shiche looked down at her, and it took him a long time to pick her up by the waist and walk out of the bathroom.

The layout of the bedroom was the same as it was ten months ago, and even the sheets were still her favorite one.

He leaned over and put the woman on the soft big bed.

It was only then that Mo Shiche noticed that her pajamas were extremely conservative, with long trousers buttoned down to her neck, not showing at all.

It was the complete opposite of the sexy outfits she wore these days.

Leaning down, rubbing the tip of his nose against the woman's cheek, his voice was soft and deep, "Tangtang, you're afraid of me, huh?"

"No," Luo Qiangwei closed her eyes, turned her face away, pursed her lips and said quickly and impatiently, "If you have to do it, do it quickly, I'm very tired today and I want to sleep."

"You're tired and still willing to do it with me?" Mo Shiche kissed the corner of her eyes lightly, "Or you can coax me with something nice, maybe I'll let you go if I'm soft-hearted."