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

"The head grows on top of other people's heads, how can others think that he can still control it?"

Cheng Lianxun didn't notice the car behind him, so he just shrugged his shoulders to cheer himself up and let himself relax, don't pay too much attention to it.

Anyway, all she wanted was to be with Brother Zhuo, and she didn't want to care about what others would think or say about the various things that extended after being together.

Just being with him is enough.

"Little madam, the master is here." Qin Tu said happily as the car approached.

If the master doesn't come again, if the little lady keeps asking like this, he will almost be overwhelmed.

Zhuo Dingding drove back by himself.

When he got out of the car and saw her, his stern and stylish eyebrows frowned slightly.

He chose the dress himself, which was conservative enough, but he found it was too slim after wearing it.

The little black dress fully displayed her curvy and perfect figure, which was too hot.

In fact, in Qin Tu's opinion, this dress was perfect.

The place that shouldn't be exposed is not exposed at all, and it looks good when worn, which is perfect.

It's all because the third master is too possessive, and he doesn't want to let others take a second look at his sweetheart.

"Brother Zhuo." Cheng Lianxun pouted and moved towards him, half coquettish and half complaining, "You are so bad, why didn't you tell me in advance that you are coming here?"

"I wanted to tell you, but your phone was turned off." The third master found a perfect excuse for himself.

"I just turned off the phone in the last class in the afternoon. You definitely didn't make a temporary decision to let me come!"

He could have told her earlier, but he just didn't.

It was obvious that she wanted to make a surprise attack, so she didn't even have a chance to refuse.

Although she complained, her white and slender arms naturally wrapped around his.

"It's true that it's not a temporary decision. But if I tell you too early, you will definitely think wildly. I don't want you to suffer too much, so I decided to tell you at the end, who knows that you shut down the phone."

What the third master said, there is no loophole at all, and the starting point is to think about her wholeheartedly.

No matter how much Cheng Lianxun wanted to complain, he didn't know where to start.

"Then what should I do now? I'm not prepared at all!"

Speaking of which, Cheng Lianxun, who was not prepared at all, spontaneously followed him into the castle.

Qin Tu looked at their harmonious steps, even their backs were sweet, and he sighed again in his heart.

The little lady complained, but she didn't really blame the master.

I'm not prepared to say anything, but she doesn't look nervous at all. In fact, as long as the master is by her side, she is neither prepared nor afraid.

This kind of love that is soaked in a honeypot every day makes his heart sour with envy.

The phone rang, and Zhao Lang sent him a message.

He casually responded with an irrelevant cry:

'Brother Lang! I really want to fall in love! '

Zhao Lang: 'Talk if you want. '

'I don't have a girlfriend to talk to. '

'Find a boyfriend if you don't have a girlfriend. '

Qin Tu's eyes widened, he threw out a bloody expression, and continued to shout.

'I want a girlfriend! '

'Then I can't help it. If you find a boyfriend, I can reluctantly accept you. '

Qin Tu stared at the phone screen, his eyes almost popping out. He was so frightened that his typing fingers trembled.

‘Brother Lang, don’t scare me. '

Are you kidding me?

Lango's sexual orientation is male?

impossible!

Nobody ever told him that!

Brother Lang didn't find a boyfriend either.

However, it seems that he has never found a girlfriend.

"What am I thinking?"

Qin Tu glanced at his phone again, but Brother Lang hadn't replied to his message yet.