Marriage is natural, the president lures his wife into his arms

"Your house? Since you didn't answer my phone, the next door doesn't belong to you anymore."

"Doesn't belong to me? But my lease contract expires in half a year. And I'm an old tenant, and the contract is automatically renewed." Liang Bohe didn't understand the meaning of Zong Zhengbei's words, and he was about to slide to The skirt around her waist trembled and crawled towards the edge of the bed.

Zongzhengbei suppressed the impending enthusiasm with a low smile, walked to the bedside and hugged her tightly.

Liang Bohe was terrified, struggled to take two mouthfuls of his male body odor, and panted violently, "My lord...this is not good, you'd better let me go home and take a look, I still have a few valuable things in my house— —”

"Oh, the only valuable thing in your house is you. Ma'am, it's so late, can we go to bed?"

"Oh... I won't sleep with you!"

Liang Bohe pushed Zongzheng Beixiujin's arm and said with pouted lips.

"Then what should I do? I only have this bed in my house. You have seen it too. Or you can sleep on it and I will sleep on it."

Zongzhengbei looked like a lewd thief, he was amused by Liang Bohe, and leaned over to grab her lips and kissed her.

Her lips were so hot and soft.

Liang Bohe's cheeks turned red instantly, "Go away."

"Hahaha... As you said yourself, the hotel is so comfortable that you don't want to live in it. In fact, the suite we are staying in tonight has several bedrooms, you can sleep in any one, and there are various hotel services—— "

Liang Bohe quickly turned his head around, grabbed Zongzhengbei's hand, and smiled sweetly on his face, "Then what... let's go back to the hotel now! By the way, I'll go for a foot bath."

"Really? Stop running?"

Zongzhengbei stared at the person in front of him with half-belief, wishing he could rub her into his heart, but he kissed her red lips again and said, "Well, anyway, it's good to serve my wife on the wedding night I as a man..."

"Forehead--"

Liang Bohe's blushing cheeks were even redder than before, and she knew that what they were talking about was not on the same channel.

"Hurry up! It's so late, and I'm tired too."

Zongzheng Bei got up and squatted in front of her. Liang Bohe looked at the man's broad shoulders and asked hesitantly, "You want to carry me?"

"Nonsense! Didn't your ex carry you before? Did you climb on my back by yourself or did I do it?"

"I will do it myself."

Liang Bohe was eaten to death by the man, so she climbed onto his back with great reluctance, clasping his shoulders with both hands helplessly.

"That's good, my precious wife."

"Hey, my bag is still at Beichen Mo's house!"

As soon as the two of them went out, Liang Bohe remembered.

Zongzheng Beichao stood in the corridor Ah Qi Nuzui and ordered, "Go and bring her things to the hotel."

"Ok."

"Hey... and my dirty clothes are also at his house."

"Your dirty clothes? What do you mean?" Zongzheng Bei's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, he turned his head slightly in a bad tone, and stopped at the elevator entrance.

"It was me...the one who accidentally knocked over his paint dish, so-"

After hearing this, Zongzheng Bei walked into the elevator with a loud laugh instead of getting angry, "You troublemaker, you'd be in a hurry if you don't cause trouble for a day, right? Do you know that the paints in that dead house are all foreign natural products? It's expensive!"

"Ah? Really?" Liang Bohe bit her lip in secret surprise, but when she was thrown into the passenger cab of his luxury car by Zong Zhengbei, she suddenly understood, how did Zong Zhengbei know so much?

The dead house doesn't usually interact with the neighbors, if she hadn't had the cheek to knock on his door, the two of them probably wouldn't know each other until now.

"You guys know each other well?"

When Zongzheng got into the car, Liang Bohe immediately asked.

"Know? It's not as simple as knowing!" Zongzhengbei snorted, inserted the car key in the lock and turned it, and lit the fire.