Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Ya Quan lifted her head from her chest and kissed her lips again.

Just as Yaquan's bath towel fell on the floor, their presidential suite rang the doorbell.

The two moved for a while, and opened their eyes at the same time, and they all saw each other's stunned eyes.

After a while, Serena was weak and weak: "I ordered supper."

If I knew she would stop calling!

"...It just so happens that I am hungry too."

Yaquan was silent for two seconds, pecked on her slightly swollen red lips, and then stood up.

Serena covered her face and dared not go to see Yaquan.

She's so ashamed, is she shooting herself in the foot?

When she calmed down her excitement and put on her dressing gown again to pack herself, Ya Quan had already pushed in the dining car.

The passion just started, and it was forced to stop.

After all, it was the first time, both of them were a little embarrassed, and they were not ashamed to look up at each other.

Fortunately, Serena is a foodie, and after eating and talking, the embarrassing atmosphere is also wiped out.

"You eat slowly, and no one will rob you."

Yaquan took a tissue to wipe off the sauce from the corner of Serena's mouth.

Gobbled up like a hungry little leopard.

Serena smiled at him and continued to eat.

Serena never stopped talking about a delicious supper, but she was eating absent-mindedly.

When she sat paralyzed on the sofa after eating and drinking, touching her belly and didn't want to move, Ya Quan looked at her with a calm gaze, "I'm full?"

"I'm full, I'm already eating." Serena now doesn't even bother to move.

"But I'm not full."

Yaquan's eyes under his long eyebrows calmly locked Serena.

"Not full? Then you continue to eat." Serena was surprised for a moment, and then pointed to half of the supper, "Or you don't like to eat these? Then I'll send someone else over."

Serena said she was about to climb to the other end of the sofa to make a phone call.

She couldn't make Ya Quan hungry.

"No." Yaquan grabbed her, "I don't want to eat this supper."

Serena moved very fast, she almost lay on the sofa in order to make a phone call. Ya Quan pressed half of her body on her in order to hold her.

"I know, you don't like this midnight snack, we'll just order something else."

Serena obviously didn't realize the deep meaning of Yaquan's words, and stretched out her hand to get the phone.

The first time the two officially dated, it was too bad for Yaquan to leave the impression that he was not full.

"I don't want to eat those."

Ya Quan stretched out his hand to stop her.

With his movement, almost his entire body was pressed against him, and the two bodies were close to each other.

"..."

Her beautiful face was instantly red, and only then did she understand that Yaquan’s "not full" did not mean supper, but...

"Yaquan, you are too bad."

When Serena burst into a happy and shy smile, she buried her head deeply in her arms and looked back at Ya Quan with no face.

"Which one of us broke? Who said that he didn't want to go back tonight, eh?"

Yaquan flicked the golden hair on the back of her neck and kissed them densely.

He didn't know what happened to the other men, but when he was provoked by her, it was too difficult to dissipate by himself.

"Um...itchy..."

When the collar of the bathrobe was pulled open forcibly, Serena's pupils shrank and her eyes narrowed, and her groan overflowed unconsciously.