"Yes!" Sheng Nanping saluted Zhou Mo very standardly, and then threw Zhou Mo on the bed, "My little baby, don't make a fuss, you want to kill me......"

Although Zhou Mo listened to Sheng Nanping's explanation, he still felt angry, and faced Sheng Nanping with fists and feet, "Go away, don't always rely on your height and strength to play hooligan with me, Sheng Nanping, I have already told you a lot, I hate to force it like this......

You go out now, go and open the room by yourself, I'm out to play, not to dedicate myself to you, you go right away, go ......"

When Sheng Nanping saw Zhou Mo's crazy posture of pushing him away, it seemed that he couldn't overlord anymore, and he himself felt like a thug who often crashed into him in the middle of the night, and it was not suitable to repeat his old tricks.

He was beaten twice by Zhou Mo, and suddenly covered his stomach with his hands, with an extremely painful expression on his face, "Oops...... Ah......h

"What's wrong with you, what's wrong?" Zhou Mo stopped beating Sheng Nanping in his hand, and looked at Sheng Nanping suspiciously and nervously.

"I haven't eaten much today....... Stomach pain...... "Sheng Nanping's breath was obviously weak.

"Huh!?" Zhou Mo knew that Sheng Nanping had a stomach problem, she quickly sat up straight, and said in a panic: "I'll call the restaurant and ask them to bring you some porridge! Or I'll buy you stomach medicine?"

"No need, it's so late, don't bother them, you don't have to buy medicine, I'll just lie on the bed!" Sheng Nanping finished speaking, and really covered his stomach and lay on the bed.

He is not stupid, he wants to win Zhou Mo's sympathy and make this little girl feel distressed, so as not to scold him, beat him, drive him away, and endlessly settle Felisa's accounts with him.

"Oh!" Zhou Mo nodded, and asked Sheng Nanping uneasily, "Is it really okay for you to do this, otherwise I'll call the bodyguard to buy you some stomach medicine!"

"It's okay, I'm afraid of gas when I have stomach problems, I need to raise ......"

Zhou Mo listened to Sheng Nanping's words, and somewhat understood what Sheng Nanping meant, she leaned on the head of the bed, carefully looked at Sheng Nanping's face, and asked half-incredulously, "Are you pretending to be sick, do you really have a stomachache?"

Sheng Nanping immediately frowned slightly, looking a little displeased, and said with a tiger face: "I, Sheng Nanping, the president of the dignified Zhiyuan International, will I pretend to be sick?

I think you do!

Zhou Moga slapped his mouth twice, but he didn't dare to say this sentence after all.

Sheng Nanping knew that his status was high, but he was born in a wealthy family since he was a child and was respected, but he was accustomed to these things, and he didn't care about it, and he never talked about his identity.

Today, this is the first time in his life that he oppresses people with his status and suppresses his lawless little wife.

Seeing that Zhou Mo was stunned, pouting with a petal-like mouth, and the pear vortex on his cheeks flashed, Sheng Nanping buried his face in the pillow and smiled secretly, Like a cunning fox, but at the moment he was gentle and harmless.

Sheng Nanping now finally knows why women like to be coquettish and pretend to be pitiful, because this trick can indeed achieve something and achieve the set goal.

Zhou Mo vaguely felt Sheng Nanping's deception of her, and wanted to have a seizure, but suddenly remembered Le Yunyi's tired color, thought of the strong smell of cheap perfume on Le Yunyi's body, thought of the humiliation that Le Yunyi had to face every day, and those perverted people and things......

Her heart trembled, she endured her anger and did not attack, at this moment, she could no longer quarrel with Sheng Nanping.

Zhou Mo lay on the bed silently, but kept a little distance from Sheng Nanping.

Sheng Nanping saw that Zhou Mo was no longer pushing him away, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thought about it, and said a low 'oops' twice.

Zhou Mo wanted to ignore Sheng Nanping, but Sheng Nanping's cry was close to her ears, and she had no way to pretend to be deaf, so she could only ask, "What's wrong?"

"Well, it still hurts...... Ah...... Wife, you can help me rub it......" Sheng Nanping said in a weak voice.

Zhou Mo just wanted to reach out to rub Sheng Nanping's stomach, and suddenly thought that the source of all Le Yunyi's pain was the man lying beside her.

This man is not a patient with stomach pain, his weakness, his pain are all illusions, on the contrary, he is strong, domineering, ruthless, and scheming, if he really wants to get rid of the pain at the moment, there will be thousands of ways, and there is absolutely no need for her to help.

Zhou Mo's heart was cold and hard in an instant, and she said lightly: "If your stomach hurts, don't hum here, ask the bodyguards outside to buy you medicine, or send you directly to the hospital, I'm sleepy, don't scream and affect my sleep!"

Sheng Nanping was choked heavily, he didn't know if his acting skills were too poor, or the little girl's heart was too ruthless, how could he be indifferent to him when he was sick!

He was irritated by Zhou Mo's attitude, raised his head slightly, and rebuked Zhou Mo in annoyance, "I'm your husband, I'm sick, why don't you ignore me and be indifferent?"

Zhou Mo lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Sheng Nanping, as the president of a listed company, please speak in line with the principle of seeking truth from facts."

First of all, I didn't ignore you, I just asked you, what's wrong with you, you said you have a stomachache, secondly, I didn't care about you, I care about you, I want to call you porridge and ask someone to buy medicine, but you refused, what do you still want me to do!"

Sheng Nanping almost vomited three liters of blood, he knew that the little girl had sharp teeth and sharp mouth, but he had never thought she was so hateful.

He said angrily: "I refused your help, but now I want you to help me rub my stomach, but you don't even want to?"

"It's not that I won't help you, but I'm afraid that your condition will be delayed, you are the president, and you are delicate and expensive! Rubbing the stomach, in fact, can't solve any problems, if kneading can cure the stomach disease, what do you need to do in the hospital, what are you doing selling stomach medicine? Just rub it at home!"

Sheng Nan rolled his eyes calmly, and lay straight on the bed, little girl, count yourself ruthless!

Zhou Mo saw that Sheng Nanping stopped talking, and was even more sure that Sheng Nanping was pretending to be sick, so she simply ignored Sheng Nanping, raised her hand to turn off the lamp, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Sheng Nanping pursed his lips, sulking, and gradually felt the familiar smell of Zhou Mo's sweet fragrance in the dark, this breath was like a poppy, mixed with his inner demons, and little by little urged the longing flowers.

His throat tightened, as if he couldn't control his body, and raised his hand to touch Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo was about to fall asleep in a daze, but when he was touched by Sheng Nanping like this, he woke up suddenly, and his first reaction was to shrink back.

"You...... What do you want to do?" Zhou Mo asked Sheng Nanping angrily.

Sheng Nanping also felt embarrassed, licked his lips, and said, "I'm cold, you divide the quilt in half of me!"

Zhou Mo only then noticed that it was indeed her own person who fell asleep with the big quilt, "Ah!" she agreed, and let the quilt go to Sheng Nanping's side, Sheng Nanping was not polite, lifted the quilt and went inside, and came to Zhou Mo's side.

"Ah......" When Zhou Mo realized the danger, Sheng Nanping had already reached out and hugged her into his arms.

Sheng Nanping didn't wait for Zhou Mo to speak, he rushed to speak first, "Wife, it's still warm on your body, holding you is like holding a small stove, my stomach is much more comfortable!"

Zhou Mo had no way to push Sheng Nanping away, so he could only be Sheng Nanping's small stove, but Sheng Nanping's hands and feet were not honest, and the more he did it, the more out of line.

"What are you doing? Don't do that...... Oops......" Zhou Mo began to struggle.

"So what do you want, like this...... It's still like this......" Sheng Nanping asked in a hoarse voice, he knew that his approach was quite shameless, like a shameless disciple, an unbearable big hooligan, but there was no way, he wanted her, he wanted her, and he couldn't control it at all.

"Don't you have a stomachache? What kind of nerves do you have...... Yes...... If you do this again, I'm angry......" Zhou Mo gasped and warned Sheng Nanping.

"I'll be fine soon......" Sheng Nanping couldn't listen to anything at all, his breathing began to become heavy, in order not to make Zhou Mo hate him so much, he tried his best to suppress his impulse and move gently.

He knew that last night was a little out of control, and Zhou Mo didn't like it or get used to him like that.

Zhou Mo was trapped on the soft bed by Sheng Nanping, and soon, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, her breathing began to be unstable, and her face began to heat up, her body had been Sheng Nanping* out, and the current generated by the friction of yin and yang quickly spread throughout her body, and her body was throbbing honestly.

Sheng Nanping knew Zhou Mo's body very well, and immediately as if he had been encouraged, his suppressed desire suddenly exploded, and Zhou Mo let out a charming and painful cry......

Zhou Mo was exhausted by the toss, and whimpered and begged Sheng Nanping: "Don't ...... Can you spare me......" But such a tactful and delicate pleading voice caused Sheng Nanping to be even more excited, and he was even more unwilling to give up.

Sheng Nanping didn't know what was wrong with him, he wasn't keen on this before, but as long as he touched Zhou Mo, he was like a demon, again and again, even if Zhou Mo resisted him so much, he still couldn't control it.

At the moment when he was extremely happy with his senses, Zhou Mo was already tired and fell on the big bed, Sheng Nanping hugged Zhou Mo with satisfaction, rubbed Zhou Mo's hair with his big hands, smiled evilly, and asked: "Momo, am I okay? With a husband like me, are you particularly sexually blessed?"

Zhou Mo still had the energy to answer him these questions, the whole person was sleepy in Sheng Nanping's arms, she was extremely well-behaved at this time.