I, Doctor in the US

"Master, do you need my help?"

"Of course not, do you think I can't handle it alone?"

"Oh~ how could it be, I just wanted to..."

"Ivan Mc, I know you're thinking about me."

Zhou Mo Sen whispered a few words to Ivan Mc, and he was completely satisfied with a shy smile.

Then, our Dr. Zhou drove away with the beautiful lady Jennifer Connelly.

But Ivan Mc watched them leave, feeling very complicated.

Hmph! You b*tch, weren't you the one who came to seek out the master?

Shameless!

Internally snarking, then pondering how could he help the master?

Ivan Mc felt that the master was too kind.

When dealing with a woman like Jennifer Connelly, you should be a little harsher.

Give her a strong blow.

Record a video and then use it to threaten her.

If she doesn't comply, show it to her husband.

These thoughts surprised Ivan Mc himself.

It seems, he's been watching too many of those types of videos lately.

...

Although it was determined early on to have a talk with Zhou Mo Sen.

But the sense of shame made her somewhat conflicted.

And this time, it was actually a coincidence.

Jennifer Connelly came to Lion Gate to discuss the script, and unexpectedly, she also saw Zhou Mo Sen.

The key was, beside Zhou Mo Sen... not only was there a South African beauty like Charlize Theron, but also a young beauty like Ivan Mc.

Jennifer Connelly herself admitted that Ivan Mc and she were actually of the same type of beauty.

Moreover, Ivan Mc had a more explosive figure and a huge advantage in age.

If two women are compared together, regardless of anything else, one is ten years younger than the other.

The outcome was already obvious.

Even though Jennifer Connelly was very confident in her beauty and figure, she was once a heartthrob.

But as of now, she couldn't match Ivan Mc's youthful sexiness.

In this way, she had no more hesitation and simply planned to talk to Zhou Mo Sen.

This time, she would make everything clear.

Zhou Mo Sen was driving, following Jennifer Connelly's car.

After all, this incident was a spur of the moment; both of them had driven.

So leaving the building, they simply both drove away.

And he generously let Jennifer Connelly lead the way.

Simply speaking, wherever they went, it was up to her to decide.

But as he followed, Zhou Mo Sen's lips curled into a smile.

Because he was familiar with this road.

This was the way to his new home!

Soon after.

Zhou Mo Sen and Jennifer Connelly appeared once again on the top floor of his mansion.

This time, of course, there was no business with that small hot tub.

They just stood by the railing, gazing at the distant sea.

Of course, Zhou Mo Sen was still very polite and asked before coming up.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Vodka."

Jennifer Connelly's choice surprised Zhou Mo Sen.

But he still obliged her.

This large house of his, of course, had a private mini-bar, with a wall behind filled with alcohol.

Just as Zhou Mo Sen was about to pour her a glass, she directly snatched the whole bottle over.

"This bottle is mine."

Luckily, it was about a 500 ml bottle.

Zhou Mo Sen laughed, simply taking another bottle of the same vodka.

So, the two of them, each with a bottle of alcohol, leaned against the railing.

Watching the sea.

Glug, glug...

She took a gulp.

Zhou Mo Sen wasn't outdone.

By chance, he saw clear liquor trickling down her swan-like neck into her shirt.

A small patch dampened.

Today she wore a white silk shirt, making it somewhat see-through.

Zhou Mo Sen inexplicably recalled the events of that night, equally transparent.

This nearly made Zhou Mo Sen choke, but thankfully, he held it together.

And that brought his gulping spree to an end, seemingly giving in.

But it allowed him to take a good look at this beautiful wife.

Today she also wore a black form-fitting skirt, and still black silk high heels of course.

This outfit gave off quite an office-lady vibe.

Hmm, my taste was spot on.

Jennifer Connelly dressed like this, resembling a shrewd politician even more.

Could better serve him in the future.

While pondering, Jennifer Connelly paused her drinking spree.

This hit was fierce, also refreshing.

Then she threw the bottle... oh, it wasn't entirely finished.

Then she locked eyes with Zhou Mo Sen.

"What do you actually want from me!"

This question was intense, but also somewhat absurd.

Zhou Mo Sen chuckled, "I don't want anything from you."

This guy's smile was quite mischievous.

Jennifer Connelly felt infuriated hearing that, but with the help of the liquor, she could be fiercer now!

"You say you don't want anything? Then why can't you satisfy me?"

Hmm? This question...

Zhou Mo Sen laughed, "Didn't I satisfy you? It seemed that night, you were the one lying there like a heap of mud in the kitchen, wasn't it?"

"You..." Jennifer Connelly didn't expect this guy to be so outrageous, immediately left speechless, but she could still find a point to retort.

"But that day? I had already given up so much, yet what did you do?"

Also pointed at that small hot tub.

Zhou Mo Sen knew exactly what she meant, but this guy chuckled again.

"Didn't you enjoy it then? Even though I only used my foot..."

Killer blow max!

Jennifer Connelly was directly diverted by this statement, she simply couldn't match up against this guy Zhou Mo Sen.

He's too outrageous, too shameless, too wicked...

Yet inexplicably, why did her heart race?

At this moment, Jennifer Connelly turned her gaze to the distant sea.

While Zhou Mo Sen casually walked over and handed her his bottle of vodka.

"I suggest you start telling the truth."

The truth? What does that mean?

Jennifer Connelly didn't think much, directly taking it and drinking another gulp, then tossed it aside.

Smash, a crisp sound broke out.

Then she turned around pointing at him once again, "Don't think you can completely control me just because you're skilled at what you do!"

Oh, she seemed to understand a bit too.

But Zhou Mo Sen casually grabbed her hand, twisting it to make her touch her own heart.

"Is what you said the truth? Haha... up till now, are you still seeing me only because you want to be young again? Are you meeting me solely for cosmetic surgery?"

These consecutive questions left Jennifer Connelly stunned.

But in fact, these questions were actually one question.

Why is she meeting Zhou Mo Sen?

Jennifer Connelly did not answer for a moment, but seemed to have an answer in her heart.

Zhou Mo Sen was more straightforward, he directly came to this beautiful wife's ear, and said in a playful tone:

"All that cosmetic surgery, restoring youth, it's all an excuse. Admit it, you just want a good, wild F*ck, right."

The conclusion wasn't phrased as a question at all!

In an instant, Jennifer Connelly retreated a few steps.

Zhou Mo Sen looked at her with a calm demeanor.

And the mature beauty turned to leave, but after a few steps, she stopped.

"Why didn't you call me back?" she turned her head, face full of anger.

Zhou Mo Sen remained the same, annoyingly saying, "Why should I, look at you, didn't you stop yourself?"

This hit, fatal!

Jennifer Connelly felt completely seen through by Zhou Mo Sen, this guy seemed to have mind-reading skills!

Then...

She came over, her smile changing with each step.

Until she could feel Zhou Mo Sen's breath.

At this time, Zhou Mo Sen said lightly, "To be my woman, you should know what to do."

Jennifer Connelly seemed like a different person, her face becoming more and more enchanting, and she said, "yes, I'm yours, I'll listen to whatever you say."

After speaking, she crouched down.

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