Chapter 1382
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Mochen glanced at Weiwei and his face darkened. He pursed his lips and didn't say a word.
Weiwei laughed mischievously. "He's just scaring you. He doesn't like men."
Mochen was speechless.
Weiwei looked at Mochen. "The year we first met, you saved a junior high school student who was still wet behind the ears."
Mochen frowned and looked at Weiwei. "Don't tell me it was Kubei."
Weiwei blinked and chuckled. "That's right."
Mochen was speechless.
He saved Kubei?
If he could go back in time, he might have chosen to let Kubei fend for himself and not save him!
Weiwei looked at him. "You used to be Kubei's idol. Back then, he went for the conscription so that he could become a great man like you."
Mochen looked at Weiwei.
Weiwei leaned in his arms. "So he saw that photo and spoke up for us."
Mochen heard this and looked down at Weiwei. "Okay, please."
Back at the President's residence, Mochen was working while Weiwei was reading at the side. They complemented each other very well.
After finishing his work, Mochen glanced at Weiwei, who was still reading. He stood up and left the bedroom.
About half an hour later, he came in with two cups of milk tea and handed one to Weiwei.
Weiwei said, "Thank you!"
Mochen said, "You're welcome. It's not free."
Weiwei looked at Xiang Mochen. "How much?"
Mochen said in a low voice, "You'll know tonight."
Weiwei was speechless.
Her face was slightly hot. She looked at Xiang Mochen and asked softly, "Are you in a hurry to have a third child?"
Mochen asked in a low voice, "Can I?"
Weiwei said, "Of course not!"
Mochen looked at her and tidied up her messy hair with his long fingers. "Mm, I'll think about it in three years."
Weiwei was stunned and looked at Xiang Mochen.
He even knew this!
They could only have another child after three years of cesarean section!
What did he not know?
Mochen picked her up and held her in his arms, letting her sit on his lap.
Weiwei felt his physiological reaction, and her face was burning. "Didn't you say tonight?"
Mochen's voice was slightly hoarse. "Does a husband need to pick a time to fulfill his duty?"
Weiwei, "…"
She gently swirled the milk tea in her hand.
Mochen hugged her and waited for her to finish drinking.
Weiwei finished drinking and looked at him. Just as she was about to say something, he picked her up and threw her on the bed.
Mochen took off his tie and took off his suit. He leaned down and kissed her lips, his body sending out strong signals. He missed her, missed the feeling of being deeply in love with her.
Weiwei's breathing was very messy. Her hands landed on the buttons of his shirt, and she helped him unbutton them one by one.
When all the buttons were undone, Mochen pressed down on her.
Weiwei's soft hands wandered around his waist and abs, igniting the fire.
Mochen lifted her dress and kissed her fiercely.
Weiwei hadn't had sex in a long time. In an instant, all the desires in her heart and body were aroused by him. She said softly, "I want it."
Mochen's voice was hoarse. "I'll give it to you!"
Before he could finish his sentence, his body slammed into her.
He let out a slight cry of surprise.
Mochen's hands were clasped tightly on both sides of her head, his fingers interlocked. His voice was unbelievably hoarse. "Your scream sounds so nice."
Weiwei, "…"
He kissed her again and again, wanting her again and again!
During dinner, his lips were all red and swollen.
Weiwei sat there, not daring to raise her head. She stole glances at him, but her expression was calm and composed!
She was afraid of being seen by her parents, but he wasn't? He was already so arrogant on the first day of being her official son-in-law. Was it really okay?
[See you tomorrow, little cuties!]
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