The president's private treasure

  Wan Qing took a step back, wanting to make a run for the door. But if she escaped today, what about tomorrow? She bit her lip in distress and slowly walked over. Mu Tianyang's fingers moved slightly, unsure of how to catch her. Pin her down on the bed? After that, she wouldn't be able to go home today either.

  He doesn't care if she can forgive him or not, but he's afraid that she will hate him even more in the future.

  Yan Qing saw that he had not spoken for a long time, and the school bag in his hand fell to the ground. With a thud, the three people in the living room came back to their senses. Yan Qing picked up the school bag, looking dispirited, and said hoarsely: "I'll go change my clothes..."

  He knew he wouldn't let her go...

  She rushed back to the bedroom, threw herself onto the bed, and burst into tears while clutching the bedding. She didn't dare cry out loud, so she clenched her fists and kept hitting the bed over and over again.

  Suddenly, a heavy object pressed down on her back. She was startled and turned around, but the person had already been picked up by Mu Tianyang. Mu Tianyang flipped her over, threw her onto the bed, and furiously pounced on her, kissing her mouth.

  "Let me go..." Yan Qing struggled and shouted loudly, "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!"

  Mu Tianyang raised his head, his eyes reddening: "Hate me then! Is there a single day when you don't hate me?"

  She gazed at him, suddenly turned her head away, and all the strength in her body relaxed, bursting into tears.

  Mu Tianyang suddenly let her go, turned over and sat on one side: "You... leave. Three days later, I'll settle with you again!"

  She stared blankly for a moment, then sat up abruptly, looking at him in disbelief. Was he really letting her go? Could she really go home today?

  Mu Tianyang told himself that as long as she came over now, even if she just said "thank you", he would forgive her. Three days later, he would not make things difficult for her and would definitely be gentle with her. Not only that, but he would also let her go home for the entire summer vacation...

  A few seconds later, Wanqing moved, but instead of walking towards him, she picked up the schoolbag on the ground and left the bedroom without looking back.

  Mu Tianyang suddenly grabbed the crystal decoration on the bedside and smashed it to the ground with a loud crash.

  Wan Qing was startled and feared he would change his mind, so she quickly ran downstairs.

  "Look... what did you get? It's not even as good as being bad to her..." Anyway, the result is all the same. She will never carefully look at him, won't come to study what he thinks, and even less discover... that he loves her.

  Just as Wan Qing was about to leave the door, a voice came from behind: "Ding Wanqing!"

  "What's wrong?"

  "Don't you dare hurt my brother!" Tian Xue said heavily, her expression extremely serious.

  "Don't worry, I won't be able to harm him," Wanqing said. "But I... may be tortured to death by him at any time!"

  "Then don't come back once you've left!" Tian Xue suddenly shouted loudly.

  "You think I want to come back?"

  Tian Xue saw her desperate expression, was stunned for a moment, and when she came back to herself, she had already left.

  "You're wrong." Tian Xue plopped down on the sofa, muttering to herself, "You can hurt him... you've already done it just now."

  Tian Xue was dazed for a long time. Mu Tianyang had already gathered his emotions and came down: "What are you dazing about? Go change your clothes and go eat!"

  "Are you in love with her?"

  Mu Tianyang's hand paused for a moment as he adjusted his cufflinks, furrowing his brow and saying, "Don't interfere in grown-up matters."

  "You won't let her be my sister-in-law, will you?" Tian Xue asked fearfully.

  "Hmm..." Mu Tianyang stroked his chin, "I will seriously consider your suggestion."

  Tian Xue stood up in anger: "You wish! I'd rather die!"

  Three days later, Wanqing returned to the villa and Zhang's mother told her that Mu Tianyang had brought back Tianshu.

  Everything is ready for his arrival, waiting for the storm. But then I heard he's not coming, and I feel both relieved and worried. Relieved that nothing will happen now; worried about when he'll be back.

  At night, she went to bed on time but sat on the bed for an hour. At this point, he still hadn't returned, and probably wouldn't be back? Wanqing lay down to sleep with a peace of mind, but before she fell asleep in a daze, she felt someone pressing against her body, scorching lips and tongue kissing her.

  Knowing it was him, she wasn't afraid and calmly called out: "Tianyang..."

  Mu Tianyang paused, turned on the light, and looked at her pretty face: "Not asleep yet?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Mu Tianyang smiled and his mood improved a lot in an instant. Let's just say she... was waiting for him. Although it's impossible, but... he could think that way.

  He kissed her and got up to go to the bathroom. Wanqing sat up, pulled at her nightgown, and waited anxiously.

  When Mu Tianyang came out, he saw that she hadn't slept yet and knew that she was waiting for his punishment because of what happened that day. This made him not know whether to be angry or comforted.

  What's infuriating is that she fears him, but doesn't love him.

  Fortunately, she still knew to be afraid of him and didn't resist him...

  Suddenly, he found her appearance a bit different, his eyes narrowed, staring tightly at her chest. Wan Qing felt a little nervous, her heart beating irregularly. Mu Tianyang walked over, his body wrapped only in a bath towel looked incredibly sexy, the water droplets on his abdomen rolling down, disappearing into his waist.

  He knelt on the bed, parted the hair in front of Wanqing's face, and saw that she was wearing a semi-transparent nightdress. The nightdress was mysterious and sexy black, with an opening at the neckline that was neither high nor low, revealing half of her chest, and two pink cherry-like nipples were faintly visible.

  Mu Tianyang felt his throat dry and a wave of heat rose from his waist. He asked hoarsely, "Who taught you to dress like that?"

  She said: "It was you who bought it for me."

  Mu Tianyang suddenly lifted the quilt, and Wanqing's legs were all exposed outside, even her small pants could hardly cover them. Wanqing quickly pulled down the hem of her nightgown to try to cover herself up. Who knew that this sudden movement made her full chest bounce out.

  Mu Tianyang took a deep breath.

  She hastily pulled up her nightgown and changed to a kneeling position, thus covering the three points. But this semi-transparent nightgown, though covered, was more enticing than if it were not.

  Mu Tianyang stepped closer to her, holding her face and whispering in a seductive tone: "It's all prepared for me anyway, what's the point of hiding?"

  "He... " She dodged him with a flash of anger, wishing she could find a hole in the ground to bury herself.

  "Good... I'm not blaming you." Mu Tianyang hastily kissed her, pulling up her hand to wrap around his waist. "Tian Xue isn't here, call out louder, I like hearing it."

  "Don't..." she said with a pained expression.

  "Are you being disobedient again?" Mu Tianyang bit her ear, one hand kneading the softness in front of her chest, and the other hand moving down along her slender waist. He first massaged her buttocks, then slowly moved to the front, squeezing her petals through the thin pajamas.

  "Ah......" Wanqing was sandwiched by him from top to bottom, her whole body feeling uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but let out a sound.