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

His black eyes sank deeply, and the aura of the whole person became more and more dangerous from the inside out.

"No!" She interrupted him nervously, "I only read yours!"

The reason why she knew he was super big.

It was because she had seen the size of a normal man in the "Handbook of Honey Love".

Brother Zhuo's size was far beyond the normal size, and it was a bit too much.

She was a little scared, what would she do in the future.

It is said that the first time, the bigger the male, the more painful the female will be.

"Then how do you know it's super big?"

His expression softened.

"..."

She shrugged her little shoulders, lowered her little head, too cowardly to speak.

"Um?"

After being questioned word by word by him, she was so frightened that she immediately replied: "It's said in the book."

"...Handbook of Sweet Love?"

He kept the manual in his study, and of course, he read it before putting it away.

That shit will only teach his little man to ruin.

"……Um."

She spoke her neck in a low voice that was barely audible.

"Didn't you say that you only watched a small part?"

He remembered that the dimensions or something were in the last part of the manual.

"I only watched part of it, but I flipped through a part at random, instead of watching a part from the beginning."

Her small head continued to hang down, lower and lower.

"Just turn it over to the size here?"

"Um……"

"And then read it seriously if you are interested?"

If she's not interested, she won't watch it.

I remember it so clearly, I must have been very serious when I watched it.

"Um."

As soon as she finished answering, she noticed that the breath of the man above her head was a little rough.

It's over.

Wrong answer.

To remedy!

"Brother Zhuo, I'm just curious, but I'm not really interested!"

She raised her head sharply again, frowning and explaining anxiously.

Qin Tu, Zhuo Dingding's personal assistant, was hungry, so he went downstairs to find a supper.

Overheard their conversation.

His heart was complicated, he lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes and went straight to the kitchen.

Pretending to see nothing and hear nothing.

Zhuo Dingding glanced at him coldly, hugged the little man and got up.

"Brother Zhuo, what are you doing?"

Suddenly being picked up, she wrapped her arms around his neck quickly.

"Go back to the room."

He goes upstairs.

"Brother Zhuo, I have to go to school tomorrow, and I will go back later."

The implication is, don't go back to the room with him.

When she got to his bedroom, she wouldn't even think about coming out tonight.

"No."

When the night came into his hands, he still wanted to go back, but there was no way.

"Brother Zhuo, I have to go back and review my homework!"

She struggled to jump off him.

"You jump."

He was already going up the stairs, and with his arms stretched out over the fence, she was in the air.

"Ah!" She looked down and hugged his neck tightly in fright, not daring to move again, "Brother Zhuo, take me back quickly."

Even if it's not a few meters high, it can break your butt if you fall.

"Are you going back to No. 7?"

No. 7 naturally refers to the No. 7 villa of the Cheng family.

"No, no, no."

Her life is in other people's hands, so how dare she make a mistake.

"Hey, let's go to bed."

He retracted his hand and kissed the top of her soft hair.

"I haven't showered yet."

She tried to make a final struggle, begging his conscience to find out.

"I didn't wash it either, I happened to wash it together."

The black-bellied old fox unleashed his evil wolf tail.

"No, I can wash it myself!"

He has too many criminal records, so many that she reflexively rejected him.

Just don't take a shower with him.