My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

He followed the furious Mo Qianni up to the third floor of the apartment and came to a green insurance door. Mo Qianni opened the door with her key as she said, "You're the first man here, so thank your ancestors for letting you in!"    

    

"If I knew my ancestors, I would definitely go pay my respects and thank them." Yang Chen twitched his mouth. Of course, no one knew who his parents were.    

    

He took off his shoes and walked into the small apartment that Mo Qianni rented alone. Yang Chen smelled a light lemon fragrance.    

    

Once the lights were turned on, the furnishings in the room came into view. There was a simple moon-white sofa, a wall-mounted, silver-gray 42-inch television, and a bowl of daffodils on the glass coffee table. The French windows were covered by a light gray tasseled curtain, and a refrigerator stood close to the kitchen. What was worth noting was that there were countless convenience signs posted on the front of the refrigerator to remind you of certain things.    

    

The pots and pans in the kitchen were very complete, and all kinds of condiments were scattered around. There were quite a few types of chili sauce alone, and they were very colorful and eye-catching.    

    

The layout of the entire room was very simple, but it did not seem empty because there were too many messy objects scattered in every corner.    

    

Most of all, papers and papers were scattered about like flowers in the sky. Fashion magazines, newspapers and brochures were scattered all over the floor, on tables and chairs, on sofas, on the floor.    

    

Yang Chen's first image was that his life was simple, he cooked frequently, worked hard, and he did not care about small details. This was very consistent with the intuitive feeling Mo Qianni gave him.    

    

Mo Qianni's face turned slightly red. She also realized that the room was a bit messy, so she went to the fridge and poured a glass of mineral water for Yang Chen, saying, "I live here by myself. I don't have many customers anyway, so it's not tidying up, but there's nothing dirty."    

    

Yang Chen naturally wouldn't care too much about this. He pointed to the sofa and said, "I'll sleep here tonight. I think this sofa is big enough."    

    

"That's fine too. I was going to make a floorboard for you, but I'll get a blanket for you later. It's very cold here at night." Mo Qianni nodded and walked into the bedroom.    

    

Yang Chen yawned. Seeing that there were a lot of magazines scattered on the sofa, he walked over to move them away so that he could sleep comfortably.    

    

However, just as he opened up a magazine about autumn clothes, a small black thing suddenly appeared in front of Yang Chen's eyes …    

    

If I'm not wrong, this is a woman's sexy underwear with a black lace design. The gauze design makes the panties look transparent, and the T-BACK style style makes the middle part of the panties appear particularly slender, just like a thin silk ribbon wound up the rear.    

    

Yang Chen swallowed his saliva as the image of Mo Qianni's plump butt being wrapped up by this pair of underwear surfaced in his mind … Oh no, these underwear could not be covered at all! Two soft white buttocks would drown that pitiful little ribbon!    

    

The reason why the girls wore these underwear was definitely not to protect some parts of themselves, but purely to seduce men to look at some parts of themselves.    

    

Women were contradictory creatures. Their clothes were like the secrets in their hearts. They hid them well, but they yearned to be seen by a man …    

    

Mo Qianni was undoubtedly a beautiful single woman, and to many people, she was a strict and untouchable woman. They had never heard of her having a boyfriend or having an affair with a man, and many employees in the company even thought that this charming female superior was a woman who didn't like men. However, she just had to buy and wear these underwear. The hidden feelings within them were definitely her secrets.    

    

In order not to be too awkward later, Yang Chen felt it would be better to leave his underwear somewhere else. He looked at the bedroom door and saw that Mo Qianni had not made a sound, so he quickly picked up his underwear.    

    

The feeling of her panties' tentacles was very soft and cozy. It should be very comfortable when pressed against the sensitive parts of a woman's body. Yang Chen could even smell the strong fragrance of Mo Qianni's body wafting around.    

    

As a normal man, Yang Chen immediately had a physiological reaction. The younger brother felt bloated. After all, when he thought about Mo Qianni wearing underwear like that, it was hard not to have a heart-wrenching effect.    

    

Just as Yang Chen was hesitating about where to hide his underwear, Mo Qianni suddenly flashed out of the bedroom with a towel blanket in her arms!    

    

"Yang Chen, just use …"    

    

Before Mo Qianni could finish her sentence, her gaze had already locked onto Yang Chen's small black item that she didn't have the time to hide.    

    

Yang Chen was also confused for a moment. He was daydreaming and did not notice Mo Qianni's sudden appearance.    

    

The two of them stood there in a daze, especially Mo Qianni. After a moment of astonishment, her face turned completely red, and her moist eyes showed many emotions such as nervousness, shame, resentment, and panic, just like an active volcano that was about to erupt!    

    

Yang Chen's smile was uglier than crying. This was great, he was staring blankly while grabbing onto that person's sexy underwear, and he was even caught red-handed! It would be strange if he didn't get treated as a vulgar and obscene man!    

    

When Yang Chen was ready to bear the bombardment, Mo Qianni surprisingly didn't shout out loud. She walked forward with a complicated expression, put the blanket on the sofa, walked in front of Yang Chen, grabbed her little secret from Yang Chen's hand, held it in her hand, bit her flowery lips, and asked dazzlingly: "Pervert, have you seen a woman's underwear before? What's there to be dazed about? "    

    

"I've seen a woman's underwear before, but I've never seen someone so good-looking." He had already seen it and smelled it, what was there to be afraid of!    

    

Mo Qianni's eyes sparkled when she heard this. Her pretty face was so full of tears that her heart thumped in her chest. She couldn't help but ask, "Is it really that pretty?"    

    

"Hmm, it suits you very well."    

    

"F * ck you, you haven't seen me wear it before, how do you know it suits me?"    

    

As soon as she said that, Mo Qianni felt something was wrong. Why did it seem like she was asking him to look at her clothes? Shamefully, she wanted to hide in a crevice!    

    

Yang Chen also felt the ambiguous feeling between the two. What made him surprised was that this sudden conversation was very natural and didn't make him feel uncomfortable.    

    

Now that his heart had calmed down, Yang Chen didn't avoid anything. He smiled and said, "If you really want to show me, then so be it. At worst, I'll just keep it a secret."    

    

"You wish! Let your wife wear it for you to see!" Mo Qianni pouted and gave him a supercilious look. She took her underwear and walked towards the bathroom, saying, "I want to take a bath. If you're tired, then go to sleep. If you want to watch TV, then do it yourself."    

    

Mo Qianni's bathroom was across from her bedroom, so she couldn't see the door from the living room, so even if Yang Chen was there, she didn't hide anything and walked in confidently with a change of clothes.    

    

Yang Chen tidied up the magazine on the sofa, turned off the energy saving lamp in the living room, then laid down comfortably. He didn't bother to take off his clothes, he just casually covered himself with a towel and started brewing his pajamas.    

    

Not long after that, Yang Chen's sensitive ears heard the sound of water splashing coming from the bathroom. He had just seen Mo Qianni's personal belongings and it ignited a nefarious fire. Hearing the sound of water in the bath, he couldn't help but think of the scene where Mo Qianni took off her clothes and entered the bathtub.    

    

Midnight. Within a quiet little apartment. A man and a woman. They had just had a small, ambiguous friction with each other. If something happened next, it would seem logical …    

    

Of course, Yang Chen only thought about it casually. If he wanted to do something in the bathroom, not to mention the fact that it would be hard to meet them in the company in the future, it would be a huge mess if he went to Lin Ruoxi's place.    

    

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen gradually calmed down. Listening to the sound of the water, he gradually fell asleep …    

    

"..."    

    

After half an hour or so, the bathroom door was quietly opened. Mo Qianni walked out softly with a snow-white towel wrapped around her body. She looked at Yang Chen, who was sleeping on the sofa and confirmed that Yang Chen wasn't looking in her direction. Then, she walked into her room with small steps and closed the door.    

    

Inside the bedroom, Mo Qianni took off her only white towel and casually threw it on the floor. The soft yellow light shone on the woman's soft, flushed, and smooth skin, giving off a glossy shine.    

    

Facing the dressing mirror, Mo Qianni quietly looked at her exposed tender and delicate body, her tall and straight figure, her firm waist, and her round and perky buttocks. Her entire body showed a gentle and plump curve, just like the perfect ivory art of a golden division, perfect and impeccable.    

    

Playing with her long, wet hair, Mo Qianni mumbled to herself, "Mo Qianni, Mo Qianni, what are you always looking at yourself for? What are you so narcissistic about? No matter how good-looking you are, only you can look at yourself …"    

    

"What? You said you miss men?"    

    

"Cut it out. What's so good about being a stinky man? Enjoy yourself. This is called being confident!"    

    

After mumbling to herself for a while, Mo Qianni started to clean herself, sitting on Xi Mengsi's bed and wiping her hair, then put on a pink nightgown that had a hint of childishness to it.    

    

While wiping her hair absentmindedly, Mo Qianni would occasionally glance towards the door.    

    

This was the first time she brought a man into her house, and she didn't understand why she would suddenly ask him to come back. It was because he sent her back home late at night, so she felt pitiful looking at him. Or was it because … Too many years alone, alone in an empty room, feeling lonely and in need of someone's company?    

    

Why would she be afraid of being alone? Ever since she was young, she had survived by herself. This bit of loneliness was nothing! She must have felt sorry for him!    

    

But why did she invite this man? Why was she so happy when he agreed to spend the night here?    

    

He was the husband of his good sister. What if there was a misunderstanding? She clearly disliked him before …    

    

What was he doing now? Did he fall asleep? Or was he thinking about something? Or was he dreaming?    

    

Mo Qianni felt very confused. It was already so late and she should have taken a good rest after working for a week, but when she thought of the man sleeping outside in the living room, lying down on the sofa where she usually read magazines, she had the urge to go and take a look.    

    

Why did she want to go out and see him so much?    

    

Mo Qianni thought for a while and came up with a reasonable excuse for herself — she was afraid that if he didn't sleep well, he would catch cold after stepping on the blanket. She had to go out and see how the guests were sleeping, that was normal!    

    

With a reason to be brave, Mo Qianni didn't have the time to dry her hair. She stepped on her slippers, quietly opened the bedroom door, and walked towards Yang Chen's sofa with light footsteps.