Flirting President and Spoiled Wife - C1

“Comfortable?” With a grunt from the woman, the man stopped moving.

“What do we do, it’s not enough …” The woman smiled charmingly and hooked her arms around the man’s neck …

Outside the window, the wind was howling and thunder was crackling.

How long had it been since he managed to shake off his previous excitement? How long had it been since he had been so impudent? I looked at the man lying beside me. At this moment, he was faintly smiling at me.

He was a perfect man, with an enchanting charm and an impeccable face. The key was that life didn’t stick to people. It was impossible to find any flaws in a bedmate like this.

The only thing that remained were his eyes.

His eyes are beautiful, but I hate them the most.

It was as if he could easily see through the worst part of his heart if he only stared into his eyes for one second, even if it was just one second.

No one can see through me. I won’t give anyone a chance.

“Here’s the five million. It’s a good performance tonight.” I turned my face away, trying not to meet his gaze. I took the cheque I had prepared from the drawer in my bedside table and threw it on him.

However, he didn’t even glance at the cheque. His gaze was still fixed on me.

I didn’t like being stared at, so I got out of bed naked, changed into a bathrobe from the side closet, and stepped into the living room with my little French leather slippers.

“Madam, here’s your medicine.”

The family servant came over with my soup, and I drank it without thinking. I thought I wouldn’t be interested in such things after my husband’s death, but I didn’t expect to meet him.

His name was Jiang Yu, Jue, the beauty of the jade, just by looking at her looks, he deserved to be called such a name. But in terms of reality, his name and his name were far apart.

Because he was with me only for money, and I, who had nothing but money.

I leaned on the sofa, and lightning rain started to fall outside the window. For some reason, I suddenly thought of the first time I met Jiang Yu, and it seemed that it was also like this …

I just got back from a design exhibition that day and was originally fine, but who knew that along the way lightning would suddenly strike and thunder would rain heavily. I originally wanted to brace myself and go back, but I didn’t expect it. There seemed to be something wrong with the wiper, and it was all a small matter. Perhaps it was because of the blurring of my vision, but I had pulled into an alley I had never been to before, and the navigation seemed to be broken …

Just as I was thinking that this was a different story, I looked out the window and saw the water by the roadside turning a weird red. I looked in the direction of the water flow and saw a person lying not too far away.

I’m not a busybody anyway, and as a top designer in the country, time is precious to me.

However, I inadvertently saw his face. It was a face that was enough to make one feel uneasy. Although his face had turned pale due to the loss of blood, it did not affect his ability to bewitch the living.

It was because of this’ glimpse ‘that I risked my life to get him to the hospital, and from that moment on, he fell for me.

He told me his name was Jiang Yu. He killed his little parents and left them penniless, but didn’t tell me the origin of his injuries. If he didn’t tell me, I wouldn’t have asked him. When he recovered, he told me to take him in.

I wanted to say no, that no one wanted to have someone around who was missing because I didn’t know when they would turn into a time bomb. Especially someone like me, who’s a special person, who’s afraid of trouble. However, his face forced me to compromise.

I admit, Jiang Yu has an urge to tell someone a story.

I took him home. He didn’t sit around, he cleaned up the house, he even helped me wash my clothes. He was much smarter than the nanny I hired.

Which ones are dry cleaning, which ones can only be washed by hand, and some can’t even touch water … I didn’t even need to remind him of this, unlike my nanny…

And some things were natural and natural in the face of day and night.

After all, a man and a woman alone would be filled with fire and dry wood.

Although all of this was just an accident, I unexpectedly became addicted to it.

This kind of thing happens a second time. I don’t want to get into any trouble, so I always give him a lot of money. It’s fair.

I knew he wasn’t simple, at least for some people who knew about the less restrictive care methods around the world, he wasn’t someone to be trifled with. However, I am not interested in his origins at all.

In any case, it’s just a matter of going back and forth between me and him, each taking what he wants.

Of course, all of this was based on the premise that he did not attempt to invade my world.

Recently, however, he had become very strange.

He looked at me inquiringly, and I hated that look.

I didn’t hate the look so much as I hated his delusions of seeing through me.

Yes, he was the only person in the world who had ever been free to come and go in my house, and he was kind to me, too, to do what I wanted, to do what I wanted, even to have him around me, as far as I could think of it, or even to think of it.

But so what? His kindness to me has nothing to do with what is called love.

Did he want to see through me because he wanted to get something other than money from me?

“The sofa is cool. Come here, let me hug you to warm you.”

While I was deep in thought, Jiang Yu wrapped a towel around his lower body and walked over slowly.

It had to be said that a man like him could be a fatal bewitcher to any woman.

He sat down next to me, and I lay down in his arms and ran my fingertips over his lips. He made a gesture to suck on my fingers and looked at me with dark, dreamy clarity.

“Jiang Yu.” I called his name.

“Hmm?” He looked over his shoulder at me.

“Who the hell are you?” It was the first time I had a strong interest in a man. I want to know who he really is. I want to know everything about him.

“Who do you want me to be?” He let go of my fingers, and his voice was so seductive that, just as I was about to ask him something, he gently sealed my lips.

His big hands reached into my bathrobe and his fingers touched my softness.

“I belong to you, your only man, Jiang Yu.” As he spoke, he unbuckled the belt of my robe and pulled the towel away from his waist, revealing his exuberant desire. He straightened up and once again ran through me.