100 Ways to Pamper Your Wife: The Cold CEO Locks Her Waist and Forces Her to Marry

South City Private Residences · Repulse Bay

"Fifth Master."

When the butler saw Qi Jinan's exclusive car driving in, he immediately stepped forward respectfully and lowered his head to open the door.

After waiting for several seconds, a pair of long legs wearing custom leather shoes finally stretched out.

At the same time, there was a delicate and confused female voice, "No, it's hot~"

The charming and affectionate voice, heard in the cool night, exudes an unusually ambiguous atmosphere.

The middle-aged housekeeper stationed in Repulse Bay has received rigorous professional training.

He did not dare to have the slightest curiosity as to why Master Qi Wu, who never had any interest in women, would bring back a woman, and he lowered his head even more.

In the back seat, out of the housekeeper's sight, Qi Jinan's ascetic face was filled with a hint of helplessness.

With one hand, he held the girl with her legs wrapped around his waist, and then put the suit jacket that she had pulled off back on her slim, straight shoulders.

"Be good, go in first and then take off your clothes."

The skirt under Zhao Chuyu's suit jacket was disheveled, and her cleavage was faintly visible.

He would definitely not let others see her so charming and seductive.

During the struggle, the whiteness revealed on the girl's chest made his breathing heavier.

Qi Jinan tried his best to suppress the surging desire.

I really think of him as a Buddha who has no desires or requests.

Zhao Chuyu's waist was fixed and she couldn't move, but she felt something strange. Her eyes, which were filled with mist, slightly opened.

"It looks like there's a stick, take it away."

She was completely drunk and had no idea what she was doing.

Seeing that the other party didn't take any action, I just did it myself.

Qi Jinan felt very hot, and whispered to the girl who had no sense of danger, "Zhao Chuyu."

Being "scolded" suddenly, Zhao Chuyu stopped what she was doing and pouted, "You are mean to me."

Those three words were originally an accusation, but when she uttered them in her soft and choked voice, they sounded even more like a bit of coquettishness that was hard to explain.

To Qi Jinan's ears, it sounded more like being scratched by a kitten.

You can't reason with a drunk.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, then forcefully carried Zhao Chuyu out of the car.

The servants standing on both sides caught a glimpse of Master Qi Wu getting out of the car holding a woman. Although they were surprised, they dared not make any movements.

Not only did he not dare to look directly at it, he lowered his head even more.

"Fifth Master."

Qi Jinan was emitting cold air all over, like the King of Hell, and no one dared to act rashly.

Without saying a word, he held the still-squirming girl in his arms, walked into the hall, took the elevator, went up to the third floor master bedroom, and went straight to the bathroom.

There was no maid here, so he had to do it himself.

Put her in the bathtub, run warm water, and take off her dress, leaving only her underwear.

The roundness that couldn't even be covered by underwear immediately made Qi Jinan's eyes burn with anger.

Other reactions of the body are also extremely obvious.

If this continues, he might eat her.

But he would not do such a thing as taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, he could only let out a breath and try to communicate with the girl who was holding his arms tightly.

"Xiao Chuyu, I'll go out first, you wash yourself."

Zhao Chuyu was so drunk that his brain couldn't keep up at all, but when he heard the familiar words "first encounter", he knew who the person in front of him was.

She tried hard to open her eyes, and held him tightly with her hands, "No, Qi Jinan, don't go."

Domineering and completely unreasonable.

The bathtub is gradually filling up.

During the struggle, most of Qi Jinan's royal blue shirt was wet.

The tight abdominal muscles show charming lines under the outline of wet clothes.

His deep eyes burned with a strong evil fire, and the breath that blew into Zhao Chuyu's ears felt very hot.

"Zhao Chuyu, do you know what will happen if you leave me here?"

The usually cool and aloof school beauty, paralyzed by alcohol, has become like a little wild cat.

Instead of restraining herself, she tilted her head, stuck out her tender red tongue, and licked the thin lips that were so close to her.

"Huh? What?"

This action is like some kind of signal.

Qi Jinan couldn't bear it any longer and stepped into the bathtub which was more than enough for two people.

"Don't regret it."

The hoarse voice that suppresses desire is sexy and low-pitched in the gurgling water.

Before Zhao Chuyu could figure out what she regretted, the only clothes she had left on her were thrown out of the bathtub.

Next came the water-soaked black trousers and royal blue shirt.

The fair and flawless body was tightly embraced by the male body that was full of hormones.

The water soon began to float.

The bathroom was filled with mist, and there were charming words that sounded like both joy and pain.

When the battle moved to the big bed in the bedroom, everything was going in the planned direction.

The bright red blooms like a peony on the white sheets.

Beautiful and alluring.

That night, the melody that rang out in the master bedroom did not stop for a long time.

It was not until dawn that the girl, who had transformed into a woman, fell into a deep sleep.

Qi Jinan suffers from severe mysophobia and carries Zhao Chuyu to the bathroom to wash.

He changed the bed sheets and cleaned up everything himself before falling asleep while hugging the naked girl.

Zhao Chuyu slept until noon, and finally woke up slowly, feeling as if he had been run over by a truck.

The feeling after a hangover is not pleasant.

She stretched out her little hands from under the quilt and rubbed her slightly aching temples.

When the stinging pain subsided, he slowly opened his eyes.

The unfamiliar bedroom layout gradually took shape in her eyes.

The physical discomfort also slowly brought her back to her senses.

where is this?

When I raised my eyes, I saw the handsome sleeping face as white as jade, and the crazy memories of the past gradually came back.

She was drunk last night and made Qi Jin fall asleep!

A huge shock spread to the tip of my heart.

Drinking is really a waste of time.

This was only her third meeting with him.

Zhao Chuyu's mind was completely confused at this moment.

She stared blankly at him who was still asleep, recalling her first encounter with him.

A month ago, she worked part-time as a classical dance teacher at the Phantom Dance Institute under Saint Ann.

That day, I don’t know whether I should say that she was very unlucky.

A woman who had been abandoned by her husband and was insane rushed in with a knife, through the heavy security, and muttered:

"Where is the mistress? I'm going to kill you, the bitch who destroyed my family. Give my husband back to me."

"Give me back my children, give me back my husband."

She had just finished a class and went out to get some water with her cup, and she happened to run into the "gun muzzle".

The woman with the knife saw her, her eyes turned red, and she rushed towards her madly.

"It must be you, vixen. I'm going to kill you."

"I am going to kill you!"

When she saw the sharp knife, her mind went blank. She was stunned for a second before she remembered to avoid it.

But the opponent's speed of fearless death was too fast, and she had no extra time to dodge, so she could only move away from the vital points.

Just when she thought she was going to be stabbed, Qi Jinan suddenly appeared, quickly picked up an ornament nearby, and quickly and accurately knocked the weapon out of the woman's hand.

Only then was she saved.

The people in the dance institution are all female teachers, and none of them have seen such a scene before.

Everyone was still in fear and didn't react.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened. The murderous woman was captured by the bodyguards brought by Qi Jinan and sent to the police station.

She was also frightened at that time and stood there blankly.

Just a second away from being stabbed.

Seeing that she looked pale, Qi Jinan took off his coat, put it on her, half-embraced her and walked to the VIP lounge. He pressed her to sit on the leather sofa, took the thermos cup from her hand, filled it with warm water, and handed it to her.

"Drink some water first. Don't be afraid. I will get to the bottom of this matter and give you an explanation."

The mellow bass, like aged wine that had been mellowed over the years, was intoxicating and at the same time pulled her out of her shock.

She raised her startled eyes, looked at him who was more handsome than a male star, and asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"

His eyes were deep, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Qi Jinan."

These three words may not be well-known internationally, but when people talk about the Saint Ann Group in China, they will inevitably mention Qi Jinan, who never shows his face.

It turns out that he is the famous Master Qi Wu, the president of the Saint Ann Group and the big boss behind the Huanling chain of dance organizations.

Because of the relationship of saving her life, she took the initiative to ask him for his contact information.

She had no parents, was poor, and could not repay him. She thought for a long time before looking at him intently.

"No matter what, you saved my life. How about I cook a meal for you myself? As a way of repaying you for saving my life?"

"According to you, a life is only worth a meal?"

"Then what do you want?"

"If we follow the ancient way, how should we repay the favor of saving a life?"

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