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

"Brother Zhuo, your clothes are all wet, you should wash them too."

His white shirt was completely soaked in an instant, and the shirt was tightly attached to his body, fully exposing his strong and powerful figure. She raised her eyebrows and smiled happily.

Wet, body, lure, tempt!

The sudden warmth and wetness on his body made Zhuo Dingding lower his head, and before he looked at his body, her smile came into view first.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Her smile was too suspicious, her brows and eyes curved into a wicked smile.

Cheng Lianxun's smile froze, she silently turned the shower head to herself, and continued to smile at him: "No."

"He still said no, and he smiled like a cat stealing fish." Zhuo Dingding looked up and focused on helping her wash her hair.

"Really not." She raised her head and refused to admit it.

Who made him have such a good figure, anyway, he was wet, and it would be more eye-catching if it was wet.

He really wanted to tell her that the little expression on her face had completely betrayed her, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like a satisfied little kitten after cheating.

He suddenly lowered his head and pecked her tender lips.

Chong Ni said: "I want to see me naked for you to see."

"???" Cheng Lianxun's little cheeks flushed instantly, like a child who did something bad but refused to admit it but was exposed on the spot.

"I didn't want to see it." She lowered her head with the last stubbornness, pursed her lips and dared not look at him.

But in his lowered vision, his drenched upper body was impressively in front of him.

Just now he looked at it openly, but now he looked at it with embarrassment, his small eyes drifted from side to side, and his cheeks became hotter and hotter.

Zhuo Dingding didn't argue with her, after washing his hair quickly, he took the shower head from her hand.

When he was about to apply body wash to her body after washing his hair, he said, "Raise your hands."

"Why?" She asked, but obediently raised her hand.

"The body wash will irritate the wound, do you want to wash the wound too?"

He moved very quickly, his big foam-covered hands slid from top to bottom, his proficiency was astonishing.

Cheng Lianxun looked up at her raised arms, the scratches were obvious.

"The wound can't touch water, it's all touched now." She said casually, without any feeling.

"Did you touch the water now? When you were fighting with people in the fountain pool, you touched the water a long time ago. Just wait for disinfection."

Zhuo Dingding took the shower head again, and the warm water poured down from her shoulders all the way.

"Brother Zhuo, don't you want to wash?" She was almost done washing, but he was still wearing a wet suit.

"Wash, can I not wash after this?" Zhuo Dingding turned off the water, and wrapped a big bath towel around her, covering her whole body.

He carried her to the bed and sat down, dried her hair before he turned and went to the bathroom.

"You put on your clothes first, and a doctor will come to show you later."

clothing?

Cheng Lianxun looked left and right, and called out to him as he was about to enter the bathroom: "You don't have my clothes here."

This is not the villa they usually live in, this is Zhuo's castle, and her clothes are not there.

She didn't bring a change of clothes, where to get dressed.

Zhuo Dingding's figure stopped at the bathroom door, only then did he realize that he had neglected this matter.

"You go and see what clothes I have that you can wear. I'll ask you to send some clothes later."

He pointed to the door opposite the bathroom, the cloakroom door.

"En." Cheng Lianxun nodded silently.

This is the only way now.

While he was taking a shower, Cheng Lianxun wandered around the cloakroom wrapped in a towel.

"Why are they all shirts?"

There was a long shelf full of white shirts, and then there were black shirts.