Sweet Wife: Congratulations, Mr. President - Chapter 22

Chapter 22: How Long Do You Need

Translator: Larbre Studio

Editor: Larbre Studio

“What if you lose?” Cunning flashed across his eyes, and she didn’t think that his “service” referred to that type of service.

“What do you want?” A person who could become a leader in the business world wouldn’t propose a pointless gamble—he must have had a purpose for doing so.

“Promise me one thing if you lose.”

He spoke casually, but Gu Xiaoran wasn’t that stupid to think that something simple would make him bet his whole life.

“Deal, can I go now?” She didn’t want to and also didn’t think that there was a need to ask what it was, because she wouldn’t lose.

He suddenly smirked and pressed her down forcefully.

Gu Xiaoran’s expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly supported his chest, preventing him from approaching. “Didn’t you say you would let me go?”

He had been enduring for a long time, and he couldn’t anymore—her unwillingness to cooperate made him a little annoyed. He grabbed her hand, put it behind her back, and lowered his body. “I’ll let you go after we’re done with things.”

“How long do you need? I have an exam.” Gu Xiaoran got anxious after she failed to break free.

He was furious. That woman…

He took a glance at her and didn’t bother to reply. He acted on his own and ignored her nonsense.

“Say something, don’t do it non stop.”

“You wouldn’t miss your exam.” He said in an irritated tone.

And she was right—he kept doing it non stop.

Gu Xiaoran felt as if he had broken her every bone, and it was only until she couldn’t take it anymore that he finally stopped.

The unrestrained lovemaking made him feel very satisfied. His slender fingers touched her sweaty cheeks, and in his eyes was tenderness he himself also didn’t know of.

Gu Xiaoran was exhausted, and she almost cried when she saw the time.

He had said that she wouldn’t miss the exam, but it had lasted three hours. It was twenty minutes before the exam, and it took at least forty minutes to drive from there to the school.

How was she going to take the exam?

Mo Qing said to the phone, “Yizhi, helicopter.”

He cleaned the battlefield for her with wet tissues. He did a very thorough job in cleaning up. She was extremely embarrassed, even more so than doing it with him.

“I’ll do it myself.” She couldn’t stand it anymore⁠—the feeling of his fingers touching her from time to time, and also the feeling of him staring at her privates.

He looked up and took a glance at her, but ignored her and continued with what he was doing with his hands.

Gu Xiaoran twisted her body uncomfortably, avoiding his hands and gaze.

“If you continue moving and get me aroused, you can forget about taking the exam today,” he said coldly.

Gu Xiaoran was so scared that she didn’t dare to move. She felt as if she was being fried in oil.

He cleaned up very quickly, but it seemed as if a century had gone by.

It was only until he had cleaned her up properly that he removed the belt tying her.

By the time the helicopter was parked in front of the car, she was already neatly dressed, but her face was as red as a tomato.

The almost three hours of brutal violence had caused her legs to shake uncontrollably, and she felt very uncomfortable somewhere…she was still able to endure it while sitting, but almost cursed out loud when she got out of the car.

She was really uncomfortable with every step she took, and wondered how she had managed to get onto the helicopter.

Lin Yizhi was reading documents attentively on the helicopter and didn’t seem to notice her awkward walk.

Gu Xiaoran felt relieved, but she heard a laugh from Mo Qing behind her.

Her body stiffened, and she could imagine his irksome expression at that moment.

Gu Xiaoran didn’t dare to look back at him, and could only curse silently.

Beast!