Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again

  Chapter 123 You will be jealous for me

  Wen Hua thought of Secretary Yang again on the way down the stairs with him in the elevator.

   Pursing her lips, she said seemingly unintentionally, "What's the name of Secretary Yang who just came to pick me up?"

  The man glanced sideways at her, "What's wrong?"

   "I just think she looks very capable at work, and I'm impressed."

  Xi Mo nodded, "She is the one with the strongest working ability in the secretarial team, she is very down-to-earth and an excellent employee."

  Wen Hua loosened the hand she was holding in her pocket, "I can tell."

  The standard of the company's restaurants is quite high, and the food is not inferior to the restaurants outside. Therefore, employees like to eat in the company, and the meals are even more crowded.

  Although there is a dining room dedicated to the president, many employees saw the beauty of the president's wife during the process of entering the restaurant.

   On the way back in the car, Xiaotuanzi has been sharing today's interesting stories with Xi Mo, chatting very lively.

  In contrast, Wen Wei seemed a little quiet, and Xi Mo didn't notice it at first, because she was not usually a talkative person.

  But his keen sixth sense made him aware of the excessively quiet low pressure in her body.

"Physical discomfort?"

  Wen Hua raised her eyes, "Maybe I just drank a cold drink and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

  Xi Mo Motong looked at her for a while, "Go back and find some medicine for you."

"Um."

  As soon as she got home, Xiaotuanzi wanted to go to the game room to play games. Wen Wei was going, but Xi Mo asked her to go upstairs to rest because she was not feeling well, while Xiaotuanzi watched cartoons in the living room.

  Seeing that the children were watching cartoons attentively, he asked his aunt to take care of him, so he went upstairs to see Wen Hua.

   "Drink some hot water."

  Wen Hua took a sip of the drink, "I feel better after taking the medicine just now."

  Xi Mo sat beside her bed, looking directly at her, "What do you want to ask?"

  She paused and raised her eyes.

The four eyes met, the man's dark eyes were focused, and he spoke slowly and unhurriedly, "Secretary Yang's name is Yang Jishi, she was transferred to the president's office for a year, and she followed me when she was in Switzerland. .”

  Wen Hua's hand on the quilt gently scratched the fabric, "Oh."

   "Among the secretaries I used before, there were some who were not peaceful, and they were all dismissed. Those who can stay by my side must be trustworthy people, with good ability and character."

  Although he explained this to reassure her, Wen Hua still felt a little complicated when he heard him praise other women so much.

  Secretary Yang didn't think carefully, so what about him?

  He appreciates and recognizes him so much, and sees him every day, won't he have other feelings for his superior and beautiful subordinate?

  Since Secretary Yang is the most capable, would he take her with him on business trips?

   "She has a girlfriend."

  The man whispered in his ear.

  Wen Hua was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened her lips, "You mean?"

"Um."

  Xi Mo continued, "I only have my wife in my eyes, and everyone else is the same to me."

   The air was quiet for a while.

  Wen Hua lowered her eyes and whispered, "I didn't ask you anything."

   "I can see that you are not in a good mood. After much deliberation, you suddenly asked Secretary Yang about something in the elevator. At that time, I thought you were just asking casually. I didn't answer well, because I was stupid."

   "No, I just have an upset stomach and seem quieter." She pretended to be stupid.

   "I'm very happy," Xi Mo rubbed her pale fingers, and said in a low voice, "You will be jealous for me."

  “…said no.”

  Looking at her with deep eyes for a while, Xi Mo smiled.

  That look was so doting, Wen Hua felt overwhelmed after just looking at it for two seconds.

   "Does your stomach still hurt? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

   "Much better, no need."

   "I'm very professional. I'll rub it for you so you can sleep better at night." After a pause, he added in a low and pleasant voice, "It's free."

   "Really not."

   "Yes," he coaxed softly, "lay down."

  Under gentle and strong pressure, Wen Hua lay on his back on the bed, allowing him to rub his stomach with his big hands.

  Her belly is soft, soft even through a layer of pure cotton fabric, like glutinous rice bread, it will evade softly when pressed.

   "Don't inhale, don't shrink." He rubbed her skillfully, because Wen Hua always shrinks her stomach because she is afraid of itchiness, and after being told by him, she turns her head away from him, revealing her pink ear tips.

"Done yet?"

   "No, there is indeed a blockage of air in you, I need to rub it to loosen it."

  During this period, Wen Hua couldn't stand the itching, so she reached out to push his wrist, but couldn't.

   "Don't be naughty, it won't hurt if I rub it for you." The man said in a calm voice.

   She really deserved it.

  Wen Hua had no choice but to turn her head away from him and let him continue rubbing.

  Xi Mo saw that she had given up struggling, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved. In fact, he just wanted to rub her casually. Who knew that her stomach was really clogged, so he rubbed her with all his heart.

  Plus, the feel of a woman's stomach is really good.

  It's much softer than expected, and you don't want to remove it when you touch it.

  She lay obediently on the bed and let him rub her belly, she looked really soft, her ears were red, her profile was exquisite, and her slender waist was so weak that it would break if it was folded against the big palms.

   After watching for a while, his eyes gradually dimmed.

  Unknowingly, the hand lifted the hem of her underwear, and the white belly came into view, and the jade-like skin was only dazzling white. Without the cover of the clothing, the warm and smooth touch was more real.

  Wen Hua was taken aback, "You..."

   "This way the effect is better." It is still a steady and serious tone, but the ending is a little hoarse.

  Hand addiction is over, and the fire in his body is burning.

   If it continues to develop, it will be out of control again, Wen Hua holds his hand and pushes it out, "Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

   Men are unimpressed.

  Her voice was a little anxious, "You hurt me."

  Being called by her like this, Xi Mo's rationality returned a bit, and when he looked down, her fair skin was covered with red finger marks.

  He was startled and quickly let go of her.

   It really didn't take much effort, why did she...

   Realizing once again how delicate her skin is, it is easy to leave marks, and he must be more careful in the future, he thought in his heart.

   "Sorry, who made you... feel so good."

  Wen Wei pulled the quilt with a blushing face, "You... go out..."

  The man sighed softly from his throat, and his tone hinted, "Can't you really be accommodating?"

   There is watery tenderness in the deep eyes, which is hard to see in the eyes of this cold and strong man, most of him are calm and bottomless.

  He must have been a vixen in his previous life, he knows how to use his own advantages to get what he wants.

  She couldn't help complaining, "Why is your mind full of... messy things?"

  These words successfully made the man narrow his eyes, "If I don't have desire for you, you will really cry. Who would marry a wife like me like a monk?"

  The person on the bed was quiet for a moment, and his voice was calm, "You insisted on marrying me, I was so boring in the first place, you can regret it now..."

  The cool and soft lips pressed together, choking her words in her throat.

  His breath intruded in, and he kissed and bit her unreasonably, with eagerness.

   Wen Hua felt displeasure from the kiss when his breath was taken away after the jaw was broken.

   After a long time, he let go of her and leaned over her to pant slowly, his black pupils were deep and deep, "What are the unfinished words?"

  Wen Hua pursed her lips subconsciously, not daring to speak.

  (end of this chapter)