The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"Oh…"

   Bully, dictator, big bad.

   "Brother Zhuo, don't be angry. I will pay attention to it in the future, and I will never let others hold it again."

   After complaining about the bully in his heart, Cheng Lianxun had to hold his angry black face and coax him sweetly in a soft voice.

"Don't be angry, okay?" She pouted her pink and tender lips and sipped several times on his lips. Seeing that his expression softened a little, she suddenly remembered, "Brother Zhuo, is Chen Chen my father's? Son? You know that, right?"

  Brother Zhuo said on the phone that it is good to ask him about this kind of thing, which shows that he knows.

   "Well, I know." In the little guy's vain look, he gritted his teeth, "But I don't want to tell you now."

   "Brother Zhuo... just tell me, okay?"

   The little guy's legs were tight and his hands were tight. Although he was sitting on the shoe cabinet, he was tightly wrapped around him and acted like a spoiled child.

"not good."

   In the face of the delicate little girl's coquetry, the man was unmoved.

   "How about that?"

  The little girl was dissatisfied, and Cherry's small mouth pouted high.

"so."

  The man pressed the back of her head with his right hand and kissed her attractive pink lips forcefully.

   supported her little **** with his left hand and carried her down.

   went straight to the bedroom.

   A disobedient little thing should be pressed on the bed and then twisted.

  Cheng Lianxun came here for the first time.

   was carried around, and she only cared about kissing him until she was thrown on the bed.

"what-"

   was suddenly thrown away while kissing, and the weightless volley made her scream.

   The small body fell heavily on the soft big bed, and it bounced and vibrated several times.

After    lay flat in the middle of the big bed, her frightened heart returned to her chest.

   turned his eyes and saw him standing proudly beside the bed.

   Just as he was about to protest his rudeness, he saw him taking off his suit jacket and tossing it, then pulling off his tie and unbuttoning his shirt.

   "Zhu, Brother Zhuo...you, you want to..."

   His burning ink eyes locked onto her tightly, and her throat tightened as she watched.

   He stood so condescendingly, she looked up from the bottom, Brother Zhuo was so handsome.

   The action of **** is so cool!

   However, because she was so handsome, she was vigilantly aware of the danger.

   "Yes, I think..." Zhuo Dingding took off his white shirt, but still held the black tie in his hand, "You."

   His dark and bottomless ink eyes are like ancient wells, and the danger of the word 'you' has in vain greatly increased the fear of the little man.

"don't want!"

   He was like a hungry and ferocious hungry wolf, with those powerful plundering eyes that seemed to be able to swallow her in one bite.

   She turned over in fright and crawled to the other end of the big bed.

   If she doesn't leave, Brother Zhuo will swallow her alive.

"late."

   Zhuo Dingding grabbed her ankle and dragged her back.

   "Ah—Brother Zhuo, what are you doing?"

   was dragged upright on the bed, and when he pressed down with a heavy back, her hands were also caught.

   Seeing him tie her wrist with a tie, she panicked.

   "You are disobedient."

After    tied her up, he turned her over and used the weight of his entire body to easily suppress her.

   "I didn't." Her hands were tied and held high above her head, she pursed her mouth in grievance, "I didn't know Chen Chen would hug me suddenly, but I didn't want him to hug me."

  wuwu, I wouldn't have told him if I had known.

   Brother Zhuo, how could he even eat this vinegar?

   "But you were hugged by him, it's a fact."

The    man lightly pecked at the corner of her mouth.

   "I didn't react fast enough, is it my fault that I'm weak?"

   She was wronged.