Chapter 159
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
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Chapter 159: I just want to take an afternoon nap, donât get the wrong idea
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Lan Xiaoâs following words were stuck in his throat.
âWhat?â He was waiting for her answer.
Lan Xiaoâs lips were a little painful from his pinching and her eyes were slightly red.
âIt hurts, Yingluo.â
âIs it related?â He asked again.
It was as if he would keep asking if she didnât answer or if she couldnât give him a satisfactory answer.
Lan Xiao finally understood that he was angry, very angry.
Was she not afraid or was she jealous?
Lan Xiao was really dumbfounded. Wen Muchu was actually jealous? Was he jealous of her?
She looked up at him in a daze, as if she was in a dream.
answer the question, Yingluo, â he said impatiently.
Lan Xiao pursed his lips and smiled, tears falling from his eyes unconsciously.
âIt doesnât matter if Yingluo isnât here.â
Wen Muchu gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.
âReturn the card to him, Yingluo.â
Lan Xiao nodded happily and just said âokayâ with his lips pursed.
Wen Muchu clasped the back of her head with one hand and pressed his warm thin lips against hers. It was so hot that it made her go crazy as he swept towards her.
He had never kissed her so intensely before. He pried open her lips and teeth and wrapped his tongue around the tip of her tongue. That fierce force seemed to want to swallow her into his stomach.
......
After the kiss, Lan Xiao was extremely deprived of oxygen and his hands and feet were weak. He collapsed in Wen Muchuâs arms and couldnât stand up, let alone walk.
Even now, her head was still dizzy and her face and neck were red. She was immersed in the kiss just now and couldnât extricate herself.
Wen Muchu lowered her head affectionately and stared at her silly and adorable look. Her eyes were filled with a faint smile.
He hugged her tightly and buried her thin body in his arms.
âWhat are we having for dinner? Where do you want to go?â He asked in a low, hoarse voice.
Lan Xiao didnât come back to his senses and could only reply foolishly, â âI want to sleep.â
Wen Muchu squinted his eyes and smiled. His thin lips moved close to her ear and whispered, â âSleep? Are you sure?â
Lan Xiao immediately sobered up and squirmed out of his arms, taking a few steps back with a red face.
âNo, no, no, youâve misunderstood. This sleep is not the same as that sleep.â
âOh Yingluo.â Wen Muchu nodded and replied.
Lan Xiao was extremely annoyed. He scratched his head and explained anxiously, â âItâs just that Iâm a little sleepy and want to take an afternoon nap. Donât think of the wrong things, Yingluo.â
âYes, Iâm not thinking about it. âIâll send you back for a walk,â Wen Muchu replied with a good temper.
Then, he took her hand and led her out of the alley.
Lan Xiao lowered his head and let him pull him along.
His entire body felt as if he had drunk a high amount of white wine. He felt dizzy and even more like he had lost his soul.
They didnât know how long they had walked, but when Lan Xiao finally reacted, they had already returned to the dormitory.
letâs open the door, Yueyue. Wen Muchu leaned against the wall and smiled at her.
Lan Xiao lowered his head and rummaged through his bag. Who knew that after rummaging for a long time, he couldnât find the key?
She was so anxious that her forehead was covered in sweat.
Wen Muchu sighed softly and shook his head helplessly. He reached out to take her bag and opened the zipper on the outside.
âWhatâs the hurry?â
Lan Xiao smiled foolishly. He really wanted to slap himself and wake himself up.
What a good-for-nothing fellow, wasnât it just another kiss from Wen Muchu? Wasnât it just him holding her hand from the school gate to the girls âdormitory, and now accompanying her back to the dormitory?
Was there a need to be so discomposed and uneasy?
Useless, embarrassing, really.