The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1794

Essa stood behind the wheelchair near the window with her mother and kept playing with Winston, and the room was filled with laughter. When Jazz walked in, he saw such a scene and liked it very much because he felt warm and comfortable.

After breakfast, they went to the street together. Jazz did not let the two ladies push the wheelchair but did it himself.

Suddenly, Winston appeared a little embarrassed. He frowned hard and rubbed his back against the wheelchair as if feeling uncomfortable.

Essa's mother noticed it first and asked,"

What's wrong?" "I want to go to the lavatory as soon as possible." Winston lowered his voice because there were people around.

Jazz, who was pushing the wheelchair, heard his words and directly said, "I'll take him to the lavatory."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned the wheelchair around and left. Essa tugged at her mother's sleeve and asked where they were going. Only then did she know that Winston wanted to go to the lavatory.

She was a little worried. Jazz was a pampered son of a wealthy family, but Winston was in an awfully bad condition now. Could he take care of Winston?

But they went into a men's lavatory, so she could not follow them in. She had no choice but to wait outside.

Five minutes later, Jazz wheeled Winston out. His phone suddenly rang, so he stepped aside to answer the call.

Taking advantage of this period, Essa asked, "Winston, did you use the toilet? Did you feel uncomfortable just now?"

Winston shook his head and smiled, "Not at all. He was afraid that I would be uncomfortable, so he gave me a drink bottle. He also helped me wash my hands. You can smell my hands if you don't believe."

Essa raised her eyebrows because she hadn't expected Jazz to be so thoughtful!

They then had a good time together and didn't return to the hotel until eight o'clock in the evening.

Jazz had brought his notebook with him and was dealing with company affairs now. He seemed to have encountered some difficulties because his brows were furrowed hard, and his face looked gloomy.

Essa was used to his lazy and frivolous appearance and thought he didn't care about anything, so when she saw him looking so serious, she felt a little strange.

"What the matter? Are you in trouble?" She pretended to be relaxed, intending to liven up the atmosphere.

"Why do you think so?"

"Your expression tells me that you are in trouble now." Essa shrugged and said," Don't worry."

Jazz pushed the notebook away silently. His company was indeed in trouble because there was something wrong with the overseas cooperation. "Sometimes, you are indeed a man of the sentimental appeal, but it's really boring to deal with company affairs when you are on vacation. What about we play poker together?"

He thought for a while and replied, "OX."

They had no cards in hand and needed more players, so they played poker online in turn. The one who won more games would be the victor.

Essa said that he was so lucky that he always got good cards when it was his turn. But when it was her turn, the cards were always awfully bad. It was not fair at all!

Jazz smiled complacently, "Don't make excuses. The result shows that you're less competent than me."

Staring at his smiling face, Essa felt a lot

more comfortable, and then, she laughed and blew a raspberry at him.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

She didn't even realize she had already begun to care about him...

Something was really slowly changing, but she didn't notice it...

The atmosphere tonight was obviously much better than yesterday, and the two of them were getting along warmly and harmoniously.

They didn't stop playing poker untik

ten o'clock. Essa was too

She went to take a shower and day on the sofa like last night because

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She

knew her own place. S

The sofa was soft, so it felt quite comfortable to sleep on it. After a short while, she fell asleep.

She was too tired because she had walked too much today. She slept, but she was dreaming.

It was that kind of dream...

In her dream, there was kissing, hugging, and two bodies pressing and rubbing against each other, so she felt extremely hot...

Jazz thought of himself as a

gentleman, so he would not sleep on the bed while letting a woman sleep on the sofa. Moreover, he liked the woman. Therefore, he would not allow such a thing to happen.

When he walked over and was about to pick her up, he suddenly found that something was wrong with her.

Her cheeks were flushed, and there was murmuring from her rose-like red lips.

Jazz immediately thought that she had a fever!

He put his hand on her forehead and found it was hot but not scalding. He thought the temperature was within the normal range. When his gaze moved down, he found her two straight legs clamping tigh

together and slowly rubbing against each other.

Suddenly, he felt dry and hot in his throat. He propped up his forehead with his long fingers and couldn't help wondering whether she was having a sex dream.

If she had not caught a cold, then her current situation was very likely...

Thinking of this, he felt as if his body were aflame with sexual desire, and the flames were getting more and more intense.

Moreover, she licked her lips with her pink tongue from time to time, making her lips gleam.

In an instant, Jazz's body tensed up, and his eyes turned a little red.

Although she was licking her own lips, he felt as if she had licked his private part. His blood instantly boiled, and the feeling was really terrible!

D*mn it!

She didn't know anything about it. Her cheeks were blushing lightly, and her breaths almost drove him crazy!

He shouldn't have come down to check her up!

Suddenly, Essa's breathing began to accelerate.

Jazz took a deep breath, suppressed his sexual urges, and reached out to pick her up.

Maybe it was because Essa had reached orgasm in her dream, she woke up. When she met Jazz's eyes, she was startled and asked, "What are you doing?"

Jazz raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you think I am doing?"

"Who knows what people like you will do! Anyway, you have no credibility in my heart!"

"Really? Come on, tell me! What dream did you have just now?"

Essa looked a little embarrassed and unnatural, but she still said stubbornly," You sounded really strange! Do you mean you know whether I was dreaming?"

"Of course, I know not only that you were dreaming but also what dream you had!" Jazz shrugged and gave her a meaningful look.

"I don't believe you! Tell me! What dream did I have just now?" She didn't believe he knew!

Jazz's thin lips twitched, and then he slowly uttered, "A dream, about sex..."

Hearing this, Essa instantly blushed as if her face were burning, and she said," You're talking nonsense!"