The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

As the Spring Festival approaches, the streets in the city center are already deserted.

There were only a few vehicles running fast, and the streets were decorated with bright red lanterns hanging from the beginning to the end, creating a joyful and festive atmosphere, as if saying Happy New Year to everyone.

Meng Zimo stood at the kitchen door and watched the two mothers busying themselves. There was a big word "Fu" pasted on the kitchen door. In the living room, the two fathers were playing chess enthusiastically.

Chen Yuye was looking at the fireworks outside the window with his hands in his pockets. He turned his head and stared at Meng Zimo, and their eyes met.

"Mo'er, you and Xiaoye go watch TV!" Chen's mother and Meng's mother, two good girlfriends, have finally been together every day these days, so they have endless topics to talk about.

Chen Yuye walked towards her, held her slender hand and led her to the sofa, "Sit in this association, look how happy they are chatting."

Meng Zimo turned her head and looked at the two people in the kitchen who were chatting while cooking. They smiled from time to time, and the corners of their mouths never fell.

As expected, when good friends meet, they have endless things to talk about and they are all in an extremely happy mood.

Another year has passed in a hurry. From time to time, fireworks burst into bright lights in the dark sky, and the adults all have smiles on their faces.

"I'm sending a video to my uncle. I didn't go back to celebrate the New Year this year. I guess they will miss me." Meng Zimo said and quickly took out her mobile phone.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. Say Happy New Year to your uncle. He will be very happy." Meng Huoqiu continued Meng Zimo's words while playing chess.

"Mo'er is a well-behaved child and knows how to consider adults." Chen Qinglin likes Meng Zimo from the bottom of his heart. He buys him gifts every Father's Day, which makes Chen Qinglin very excited.

After all, he had raised his son for almost 30 years and never gave him any blessings. When he was in kindergarten, the school gave his father a gift. Later, as he grew up, he gradually couldn't even see him anymore, let alone gifts.

"Look, I'm at your house." Meng Huoqiu's face was full of wrinkles when he smiled.

"It would be nice to rely on her for the rest of my life!" Chen Qinglin was very satisfied with Meng Zimo and treated her like his own daughter. A few years ago, he attended a product launch conference and brought back two valuable necklaces as gifts. He gave one to Chen's mother and one to Meng Zimo as a birthday gift for her.

Just because of this necklace, Chen Yuye, feeling jealous, secretly went out to buy a pair of couple rings that can only be bought once in a lifetime. He even registered his own name on the ring, saying that he wanted to tie her down tightly.

The living room was filled with the laughter of two grown men. Chen Yuye was afraid that Meng Zimo couldn't hear clearly in the video, so he pulled her upstairs.

After the video was connected, what came into view was a big red word "Fu" and grandpa and grandma sitting in front of the TV watching TV.

"Hi! Happy New Year, uncle, aunt, grandpa and grandma." Meng Zimo greeted each elder politely.

"Mo'er, will you come back after the New Year?" The uncle held up his cell phone and checked with Meng Zimo one by one, then asked.

Meng Zimo said excitedly, "I may not be able to go back after the New Year, but I will go back when I have time."

"Okay, okay, take care of yourself." The uncle happily placed the phone in front of grandpa and grandma, "Your grandpa and grandma are thinking about you. This year, your family is not at home for the New Year, so it's a lot less lively!"

Meng Zimo felt bitter at the sound of her uncle's loud voice, and tears welled up in her eyes. "I know, Grandpa and Grandma, Happy New Year." She sniffed her nose and said again, "Mom and Dad will go back after the New Year. I will go back to see you when I am free. I miss you too."

"Uncle knows that you are a sensible child." Uncle showed a gratified expression on the phone.

"Happy New Year, Xiaomo."

"Happy New Year."

My cousins ​​shouted Happy New Year beside me, and my uncle turned the phone around with a smile, and his face, which had not been seen for a long time, appeared in the video.

"Happy New Year! This means we can celebrate the New Year together!" Meng Zimo held up her mobile phone and looked at the happy family, feeling very happy.

Chen Yuye leaned on the small sofa and looked at the little woman who was crying and laughing. He smiled and shook his head, with an indelible look of pity on his delicate face.

"Where are your parents?" My aunt couldn't contain her excitement, and she and my uncle were busy in the kitchen.

"My parents are downstairs. They are very happy. One is playing chess and the other is cooking." Meng Zimo was so excited thinking that her parents were happy here.

After the aunt took the food out of the pot, she glanced at Meng Zimo and said, "Be happy! It's the New Year, be happy, Xiaoye is beside you!"

Meng Zimo turned the video over and said, "Are you reading over there?" Chen Yuye smiled and said, "Happy New Year, Uncle and Aunt."

Meng Zimo just felt that this stinky man changed his expression very quickly. He was reading a book seriously just now.

"Okay, okay, Happy New Year. We are ready to eat." Uncle's excited voice came again. Looking at the table full of dishes, we won't be able to eat them this year.

After hanging up the video, they started eating. There was a sumptuous meal on the table. The adults were chatting with each other. The lively and festive atmosphere enveloped the whole family. Looking at the countless fireworks outside the window, it was really full of the flavor of the New Year.

At the dining table filled with laughter and joy, family love fills everyone's heart.

When you walk out of the house, the smell of fireworks is stronger, and every household is celebrating the arrival of the new year.

"I'll carry you." Chen Yuye squatted down and carried Meng Zimo on his back. There were many children and adults setting off firecrackers on the roadside. Sometimes when she saw children running away, Meng Zimo would be afraid that the firecrackers would explode at her feet.

Chen Yuye saw her fear and decided to carry her on his back.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Hubby, in the new year, I still love you." Meng Zimo whispered sweetly in his ear. After saying the slightly ambiguous words, her face turned red.

Chen Yuye shook the woman on his back, "Do you still dare not love me? Yes."

There's always a burning feeling in the way Chen Yuye speaks.

Meng Zimo recalled the question he kept asking her last time in bed. Her face turned completely red and even her breathing became uneven.

Meng Zimo patted his shoulder and said, "Oh! Hate you, why are you so angry?"

"I'm only interested in you. I don't even look at anyone else. Isn't that considered partiality?"

"Count it, count it. Everything you say counts. You're that awesome, aren't you?"

"Are you implying me?"

"I wouldn't dare."

"There's nothing you're afraid of, except that you're a little timid in bed." Chen Yuye suddenly remembered all the times she cried because of being tortured by him.

She cried and begged him to be gentler, but that was not something he could control.

I don’t know where the love comes from, but it is so deep.