Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

As soon as Chunyucheng said this, Youyou's tears stopped instantly, or it was frightened.

Treat her mother as your own mother?

Chun Yu Cheng... Are you kidding?

You You slowly raised his eyes, but his eyes filled with a layer of mist, but only the fuzzy outline of Chunyu Cheng's facial features could be seen, and his expression could not be clearly seen.

When Chunyucheng noticed that Youyou looked up at him, he also lowered his head.

"Don't cry, Auntie's condition is not that serious yet."

Chunyu Cheng's thick palms pressed Yuyounen's round face like tofu, and gently wiped the tears from her face.

Youyou buried his head and looked at Chunyu Cheng with sincere eyes, silently lowered his head.

"Don't be afraid, don't you still have me?"

Chunyu Cheng took it, patted Yuyou's head buried in his arms.

In a quiet and harmonious atmosphere, the two embraced quietly.

"Your hair is wet, go dry and go to sleep."

When Youyou bit his finger and raised his fluffy head again, his attention fell on Chunyu Cheng's half-dry black hair.

"..."

Chunyu Cheng looked down at Youyou.

Seeing that she really cared about him, not after making excuses to get him out of bed.

He said: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

"How can this work? What should I do if I get up in the morning with a headache when I sleep with so wet hair?"

Yoyo got up with both hands and feet.

Youyou's movements were quite swift, Gu Lu got up after a few strokes, stepped directly over Chun Yucheng, and prepared to get out of bed.

Youyou, who was eager to get out of bed to get a hair dryer for Chun Yucheng, didn't think so much.

But Chun Yu Cheng, lying on the bed, couldn't help but think about it.

Yoyo was originally wearing only a large loose shirt with nothing inside.

When she stepped over him, the boundless spring light in the shirt was exposed to Chun Yucheng's eyes without warning.

Oh my God.

Chun Yu Cheng's shocked eyes widened.

He, what did he see just now?

Is Yoyo deliberate or unintentional?

"Get up and blow your hair."

Yoyo took the hair dryer and trot back to the bed.

"..."

Chunyu Cheng just lay on the bed and looked at her.

Under the white fluorescent lamp, Yuyou's figure underneath his shirt is looming, dimly and very attractive.

"Let you get up and blow your hair, what am I doing?"

Seeing that Chun Yu Cheng was still lying still, You You urged again.

But in Chunyucheng's increasingly hot and deep gaze, she followed his gaze and looked down.

"satyr!"

Suddenly seeing the two legs exposed under his clothes, Yuyu's eyes flashed with embarrassment.

After that, the hair dryer threw the hair dryer on Chun Yucheng, and she climbed onto the bed after a few strokes.

"Ok……"

The hair dryer slammed into his chest, causing Chunyu Cheng to snorted.

It doesn’t hurt, but it’s a bit unexpected.

Didn't Youyou treat him well just now? Why is he suddenly so violent again?

"Go down and blow your hair!"

Youyou got into the quilt in twos and threes and tried to get Chunyucheng out of bed with his foot raised.

Chunyu Cheng stared at her with the look in his eyes just now. Did he see something?

Ashamed.

But it should be impossible, she is still wearing clothes.

"I see, can't I blow it?"

Under Yuyou's violent kick, Chun Yu Cheng, who was almost kicked, got up and got out of bed.

A buzzing sound rang in the lounge.

After Chun Yu Cheng quickly dried his hair, he moved towards the small bed.

"Don't you need to be on duty?"

Youyou, who was tightly wrapped in the quilt, looked at Chun Yucheng with a vigilant expression.