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

   "We'll register when you're 20 years old."

   Zhuo Dingding glanced at him and gave an order two years in advance.

  "..." It's not that she doesn't want to get married, she just doesn't want to get married so early, "Then you have to ask my grandparents to agree first."

"rest assured."

   Zhuo Dingding did not think that this was a problem.

   The three of them were talking, and the door opened again.

  Cheng Lianxun thought it was serving and could start eating, but when he looked up, he saw another acquaintance.

   "Melting, melting?"

   She was startled again.

   looked at Zhuo Dingding, he was not surprised at all, obviously he called someone.

   "Hi, everyone." Rong Rong, who didn't want to come, but had to come, had a big smile on his face, "Hello third brother, hello fifth brother."

   When his eyes were cast on Cheng Lianxun.

   Little dwarf three words, Rong Lie dare not say it again.

   stared at her struggling and hesitated for a second, then Rong Lie had an idea.

   "Hello, Third Sister!"

   sets are almost always right.

   What's more, Cheng Lianxun is the girlfriend personally certified by the third brother, which must not go wrong.

   Zhuo Dingding smiled at Ronglie for the first time, although the smile was subtle, no one else noticed that he was smiling.

   "Have a meal between brothers, don't be cautious."

   Seeing how cautious he was from entering to sitting down, Zhuo Dingding enlightened him with kindness.

"well."

   Ronglie nodded hurriedly.

   The mouth is very cooperative, but the heart is not really relaxed.

   Having dinner with a cold-faced living **** king, if he really liberates his nature and frees himself, he will never know when he will be kicked into hell.

   Zhuo Liang just glanced at Rong Lie a few times, but didn't take him seriously.

   Don't talk about being hot, even his own third brother, he had a lot of trouble talking, and all his enthusiasm was given to Cheng Lianxun.

   Don't blame him for being overly enthusiastic.

   In his more than 20 years of life, the only relatives he really cared about were the third brother.

   But no matter how Zhuo Dingding pets his younger brother, men and women have different gentle and delicate feelings.

   His mother died young when he was young, and he hardly remembers it.

  Cheng Lianxun, the third sister-in-law, was the first woman to break into his life.

   The daughter-in-law identified by the third brother is his family. He likes it so tightly that he cannot restrain his enthusiasm.

   "Brother Fifth, you are different today than before."

   Seeing that he and Cheng Lianxun had a good chat, Ronglie's heart began to turn around again and again.

   He has met Zhuo Liang many times, and the number of exchanges is limited.

   Every time, Zhuo Liang's attitude towards him is considered polite to be cold.

   He knew that the fifth brother had a cool temperament and treated everyone like that.

   But every time I talked to him, he was completely wounded.

   Because he found that Zhuo Liang's eyes did not see him as a living person, as if he was a tree, an irrelevant stone.

   That feeling is even more uncomfortable than the third brother gave him.

  Although the third brother has a cold face all the year round, but no matter how cold he is, when his eyes are cold, they are still alive.

   He can see his existence in the eyes of the third brother, even if his sense of existence is extremely low.

   But here is the fifth brother.

   Not to mention the sense of existence, he felt that he was not alone, not even a stone on the side of the road.

"Ok."

   Zhuo Liang's gleaming bright eyes landed on Ronglie's face and stopped for a moment during the fluttering rotation.

  's molten spine trembled, and fifth brother's cold and distant eyes seemed to be dead.

   Looking carefully, the fifth brother, who was talking to Cheng Lianxun again, had bright eyes and a warm smile.

   As if the gloomy feeling just now was his illusion.