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

Zhuo Dingding was silent for a few seconds, with a silent smile on the corner of his mouth, he withdrew his hand.

"Really?" He lay back down, still worried that she had a fever.

"Hmm...really." Cheng Lianxun felt helpless and ashamed.

When Zhuo Dingding's hand hugged him again, she sensitively moved aside and protested in a low voice: "Brother Zhuo, stop hugging."

She knows him too well, and when he hugs and cuddles restlessly, her body temperature will never drop.

"I won't move." Lying on the same bed, there's no reason not to hug, Zhuo Dingding stretched out his hand again, "Good boy, I won't move."

He hugged it with his arms and pressed his legs up.

The person he hugged but couldn't move was Cheng Lianxun.

"I don't believe it." She was a little tired.

I don't know if it's because she feels better after taking a bath, but her headache doesn't hurt much anymore. Only the forehead wound and cheeks were still throbbing.

"Then just wait and see, I'm sure I won't move."

Zhuo Dingding promised, lying on his side moved a few times to find a comfortable position.

His hand was still on her abdomen, using his palm to detect her temperature, he was always worried that she might have a fever.

Cheng Lianxun closed her eyes, thinking that she should go to sleep.

In the darkness with her eyes closed, his breath evenly sprayed against her ears, inexplicably reassuring her.

After she woke up, he never asked what happened or how she got hurt.

He didn't ask anything, just took care of her carefully.

This made her feel guilty, and she caused him trouble again.

She was suddenly a little confused.

Once she leaves him, she will always encounter all kinds of troubles, and in the end, he is responsible for the aftermath of these troubles.

Her so-called growth seems to be useless except to add trouble to him.

"Brother Zhuo." She called him softly.

"Yes." Zhuo Dingding also responded softly.

Perhaps it was the reason why the night was so lonely, she became sentimental: "Will we be together forever?"

She wants to be independent and grow up, but when she thinks about not having him in her life, she panics.

"Of course." Zhuo Dingding raised his hand and tapped the tip of her small nose without any hesitation, "What's the little guy thinking?"

Cheng Lianxun grabbed his hand, his hand was so big with thick palm. It seems that as long as the person who is held by him can escape the wind and rain, he will live without worry.

Spreading his palm, she pouted and kissed: "I miss you."

Her lips were very soft, but the temperature from her palm was scorching, coupled with her coquettish tone that she relied on in every possible way.

Zhuo Dingding felt his breath was suffocating, and a fire rose from his lower abdomen, burning blazingly as if to burn him to death.

"Do you want me to kill you?" The man's magnetic voice became hoarse for a moment.

"Ah?" Cheng Lianxun was stunned, thinking he heard it wrong, Jiao Didi said dissatisfied, "I miss you, why did you kill me?"

Zhuo Dingding couldn't bear it any longer, and grabbed her lips violently.

He was hovering on the edge of reason and out of control, but in the end reason prevailed and he felt sorry for her. A deep kiss would definitely aggravate the injury on her cheek.

He bit her lip punitively, then moved to kiss her neck.

She is really a little fairy, tempting him all the time, she wanted to let her go tonight, but she came to tease him again.

"Brother Zhuo..." Cheng Lianxun's lips hurt from being bitten, and his neck also hurt, making him feel numb and uncomfortable, "You said you wouldn't move."