The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

An Xijie raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the soft and tender little woman in his arms with interest. He really liked her very much and said, "Are you shy? I've seen you everywhere and kissed you before. Why should you be shy?" After saying this, he felt very proud and honored.

Look at the way he brags.

Xuan Ran was so embarrassed that she wished she could carve out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment to fit it in, but he was still loudly proclaiming his ambition with such awe-inspiring attitude.

"Keep your voice down." Xuan Ran said in a warning tone and reached out to cover his chattering mouth.

But he dodged it easily, okay!

"What are you afraid of? It's just the two of us." An Xijie walked into the bathroom in two or three steps, put Xuan Ran down, adjusted the shower to a suitable temperature, and then he reached out to pull the clothes she was blocking in front of her body.

Looking at his outstretched dog paw, Xuan Ran frowned and shouted, "What are you doing?" while covering her body with the only piece of clothing left.

"What else can I do? Wash you." Looking at her frightened expression, I knew she must be thinking something wrong.

"No, no, I can do it myself, you go out."

The shirtless An Xijie was ruthlessly driven away by Xuan Ran.

He didn't dare to mess with her now.

The night was long and he had to make plans for himself.

"You really don't need me?" He walked to the bathroom door, and suddenly turned around and said to Xuan Ran in a mean manner, his eyes still lingering on her.

"Okay, okay, I'll be out right away." Seeing that Xuan Ran's face was so sour, he wisely left the bathroom.

Outside, I diligently prepared pajamas and underwear for her.

Half an hour later, Xuan Ran came out wrapped in a bath towel. Her snow-white skin made An Xijie's heart tighten and his breathing became rapid. "I, I'll go take a shower."

He stammered to Xuan Ran, slowly approaching her, his Adam's apple rolling and the blood in his body boiling.

I thought if I got close to her I would kiss her to satisfy my craving.

Seeing him walking towards her in a servile manner, Xuan Ran turned around and walked towards the bed without caring about anything, not wanting to bother with that idiot An Xijie.

An Xijie could only pretend to be calm and walk into the bathroom. How could Xuan Ran not know what was going on in his mind?

He quickly took a shower and walked out with big strides. At this time, Xuan Ran had already put on her pajamas and was applying skin care products.

An Xijie was as attentive as a male dog seeking love. He massaged Xuan Ran's shoulders and legs. "Baby, what's wrong? Are you angry?"

In order to fight for his own sexual happiness, he still tried very hard to perform well in her heart, fearing that he would not perform well.

Xuan Ran raised her eyebrows and looked at him in confusion, "Why do you say that?" Then she continued to pat the moisturizer on her face, hoping that it would be better absorbed.

An Xijie analyzed, "You ignored me and didn't talk to me, so you must be angry with me. I was wrong, baby."

Anyway, it’s always right to admit your mistake first, regardless of whether you made a mistake or not.

"You were a towel in your previous life! Why are you so upset? I don't want to pay attention to you because your begging and complaining makes me upset."

An Xijie slapped his forehead and said, "Are you angry because I talked to that Bai Lianhua? Don't worry, I will never look at that thing again. Don't worry, I only have her in my heart." As he spoke, he took Xuan Ran's hand and promised with tears in his eyes.

Xuan Ran was stunned by him, and her thoughts kept coming out.

She didn't think about it that way at all.

"You look like you're fed up with me, baby? I can't live without you!" She said with tears in her eyes and raised the back of her hand to wipe her tears.

There weren't many tears to begin with, but he managed to wipe some out.

Xuan Ran twitched her lips. It would be more difficult to deal with this man by being tough.

In order to better protect my skin, I still have to drive him away.

"Okay, okay, I'm not angry in the first place. Now go to sleep!" He said as he was about to pull his hand back.

Unexpectedly, An Xijie held her hand even harder, "You're still not angry. You won't even let me hold your hand. Don't you dislike me?"

Xuan Ran: “…”

"I know I'm not perfect and I don't deserve you, but my love for you is evident to all!"

"That's enough, say another word." Xuan Ran wanted to scare him to death with her aura.

But when she saw his handsome features twisted together in grievance, she seemed to have thought of something and burst out laughing, "Your expression right now is just like Xing Menghuan's chrysanthemum face, so ugly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ahn Hee-jae's face visibly fell.

Then I saw him force out a very unnatural smile that was uglier than crying, "No, that won't do. I don't want to be like her."

"Pfft." Xuan Ran was amused by him again. He was like a living treasure. She loved him so much in her heart that she would never let him go.

"Let's go! Let's go to sleep!" After what happened just now, Xuan Ran felt physically and mentally exhausted and couldn't muster any strength.

I don’t even have the energy to take care of my skin. I just want to lie in bed and rest.

But she still underestimated that bastard An Xijie.

An Xijie originally wanted to massage her sore legs, but the direction he was using went wrong.

Then the whole room was filled with Xuan Ran's curses.

"An Xijie, you are a dog man, An Gouzi."

"Baby, go ahead and curse! The louder you are, the better I like it."

An Xijie did not forget to do this with his own hands, and he kept on seducing the little woman under him.

Xuan Ran almost didn't have the energy to curse, her head felt like it was shaking violently.

It was not until the sky gradually brightened that An Xijie quietly let her go, held her to take a shower, and then the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.

early morning.

The spring breeze blew, bringing with it a vibrant scent. Fan Wenjuan was the first to arrive at the studio.

The work is getting on track and the newly recruited employees also reported for work today.

"Wow!" Fan Wenjuan was surprised by the furniture at the door. She thought that some snail girl had brought them some urgently needed items.

She has to report this carefully.

Fan Wenjuan took out her cell phone and made a video call in the group. An Yuhan, the single guy, picked up the call in less than a minute. It was obvious that he was playing with his cell phone early in the morning.

"What's wrong, Juanjuan." An Yuhan has always been carefree and easy to get along with, and he always calls people in a sweet and affectionate way.

This is the nickname I just gave to Fan Wenjuan, Xiao Juanjuan. No matter what Fan Wenjuan’s attitude is, she likes it very much and it’s easy to call her that.

After seeing An Yuhan, Fan Wenjuan greeted her, "Hi, Yuhan, look." Then she turned the camera to the tables, chairs and benches.

"You bought it!" An Yuhan said lightly without taking it seriously.

"I didn't buy it. I've been here since I came in this morning." Fan Wenjuan wanted to ask if they bought it.

"Who is that? Xiaomo?" An Yuhan was puzzled.

Just at this time, Meng Zimo answered the video. It was obvious that she hadn't woken up yet. Her face could not be seen at all, and it was pitch black.

"Where are you? You're so dark." An Yuhan joked first.