"You are all pretending... you are pretending. This... look... is the real... um, um... the real you... Si Mo..."

Any kind of son-in-law who comes to the house, or some kind of househusband, they are all his disguise.

Strong and domineering, merciless and doing whatever he wants, this is the real S Moli!

No matter how much he disguises himself, the big bad wolf can never be a little sheep.

"This is me," Si Moli replied, "The one just now was also me, it was all me..."

Song Nianhe's lips were about to be chewed to bits by him.

His taste was all in his mouth, and his taste was also on the tip of his nose, and his breathing became increasingly heavy in his ears.

Song Nianhe had no strength left and could only cling to his shoulders to barely stand still. His brain was deprived of oxygen and he also lost his ability to think.

I don't know how long it took, but when she was feeling dizzy, Si Moli finally let her go.

Seeing her confused look, his lower abdomen tightened again.

"Nian He." Si Moli said hoarsely, "You are simply tempting me to commit a crime."

"I...how did I seduce you?"

Song Nianhe slowly turned over, took several deep breaths, and his mind finally cleared up a little bit.

She glared at him fiercely: "Si Moli, you are acting like a hooligan!"

Si Moli smiled and raised the corners of his lips: "This is in our bedroom, and we are husband and wife. How can we call it a hooligan? Nian He, please don't spread rumors."

"You, you...then you said I seduced you! This is always your nonsense."

"No, this is a fact." Si Moli raised his hand and gently wiped away the remaining saliva from her mouth, "As long as you appear in front of me, it will be a temptation for me, and I can't control it. live."

Song Nianhe pushed his chest away hard, too lazy to argue with him.

Anyway, he made a lot of lies.

Si Moli ate and drank enough. Although he had not reached the last step, he was still satisfied.

Being able to kiss him made him feel happy.

Song Nianhe ignored him and decided to treat him as air and ignore his existence.

She's busy with her own business!

She sat at the desk, turned on the computer, and glanced at the water glass next to her. It was empty.

As soon as she took one look at it, Si Moli immediately understood what she meant and immediately went to fill the bottle with water.

Soon, a glass of warm water was placed in her hand.

Song Nianhe pursed her lips, fearing that she... would accidentally laugh.

He is quite discerning.

Normally, others would serve him like this and act based on his looks. She thought he was a young master who didn't know anything, but she didn't expect that he would also watch his words.

"Where is your bag?" Si Moli looked around, "Do you like the one I gave you today?"

Song Nianhe replied: "Oh, I put it in the car, and my car is still parked in front of the kindergarten."

"I'll ask someone to drive it back."

After a pause, he asked again: "Do you like it? That color is very popular, you should be satisfied."

Song Nianhe snorted: "It's too expensive. President Si Da, you don't get paid for your merits. I can't afford to accept such an expensive gift."

Originally she wanted to ignore him, but when it came to the bag... she had a lot of problems.

"How do you know I like that bag?" Song Nianhe asked, "How did you buy it? Did someone give you advice behind your back? You must have done your homework before you bought it so accurately..."

Si Moli replied without changing his expression: "I bought it casually."


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