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

Her little face turned red little by little, spreading to her ears, and even her neck was flushed red.

Under his cannibalistic gloomy eyes, Cheng Lianxun's whole body was burning with shame.

"Brother Zhuo, how are you!"

She was thin-skinned, so ashamed that she acted like a turtle again, rubbing her small head against the hollow of his neck.

"I didn't do anything, what's wrong?"

Zhuo Dingding lightly hugged the delicate and small body in his arms.

She is eighteen years old, and she knows almost everything she should know.

This kind of her became more and more attractive day by day, but she was still too young.

"It's just bad." Cheng Lianxun's small fist hit his shoulder, "You are the worst."

Shame to death.

"You can only be called bad if you do bad things. Be careful that I am really bad to you."

The slightly cool palm moved down and landed on her slender and tender legs.

The coolness in his palm seemed to carry fiery magic power, which made Cheng Lianxun tremble all over.

She knew it in her heart.

Brother Zhuo has always been measured, at most he would scare her, and he would not really do anything to her.

"The book says that if a man endures too much, it is not good for his health."

From her intermittent shy voice, she didn't dare to look up at him anymore.

Zhuo Dingding's eyebrows moved slightly: "What book did you read?"

Who showed her these messy books?

Damn it.

Her knowledge about this aspect should be taught by him himself.

"Just, just in the book."

Little hands groped and climbed up his face.

"What else is in the book?"

The man sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and rubbed the tip of his nose lightly again and again.

"It's said in the book..." The soft white and tender hand crawled over his tall nose, pulled down his eyelids, and asked him to close his eyes, "You can use your hands..."

The voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, but the two of them were too close together.

Coupled with Zhuo Ding Ding's ear strength, he heard every word without missing a word.

His face sank, his breathing was unsteady.

What books does she read!

"so what?"

His ink pupils were pitch black, bottomless, and strongly suppressed the turbulent undercurrent in the deepest part.

"So you, don't bear it, I, I can help you..."

Cheng Lianxun was really ashamed to see others.

Knowing that he couldn't see her face, she stuck her hands firmly to his eyelids, preventing him from opening them.

at a steady driving speed.

The back seat was silent, except for the man's increasingly heavy breathing.

Zhuo Dingding tried his best to calm down, but it was the first time for his beloved little guy to talk about such a private topic, he endured it very hard and painfully.

Endure to the end, the effect is not good.

"Little guy, you are still young, don't tempt me."

Zhuo Dingding bit her pink and tender earlobe punitively.

"Ah!" He bit hard, Cheng Lianxun shrank his neck in pain and muttered, "I didn't, I just wanted to help you."

Brother Zhuo is good or bad, she is good for him, but he actually bites her.

He was already twenty-seven years old, and the book said that men of this age were the most vigorous.

But she turned eighteen last month.

And he said that she wouldn't know that before she was twenty.

There are two more years, what will he do?

"How do you want to help?"

The man's mellow voice was extremely hoarse.

The picture was so enticing that he couldn't stand it just thinking about it.

"Just, just..."

She was embarrassed to say it, but slowly moved her hand covering his eyes.

When he passed his sexy lips with a suitable thickness, he was suddenly kissed on the palm of his hand.

The warm and seductive touch made her small body tremble slightly in fright, but she stubbornly did not withdraw her hand.

Obviously ashamed and frightened, he threw himself into the fire without fear of death.

Her stubborn and youthful appearance made Zhuo Dingding even more eager to move.

But according to the speed at which she moved down, the little hand didn't know when it would be able to move to the fire source.

His heart froze, he grabbed her little hand and put it on the belt.

"Untie!"

Obviously she was the one who provoked him, but his commanding tone could not be refused.