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

The long-sleeved shirt is too hot to wear now, and it will rub against the wound, making it inconvenient to disinfect.

She needs a short sleeve one.

Zhuo Dingding took a quick shower, when he walked into the cloakroom wearing a towel.

With her back facing him, the towel just slipped off her body, exposing her entire back in front of his eyes.

His thin and slender but well-proportioned figure made his eyes darken.

I haven't watched it enough yet, a black body shirt covers her body from top to bottom, covering the beautiful spring.

Cheng Lianxun didn't notice him behind him at all, and looked down at the hem of the clothes, which had grown to her knees.

"This has become a skirt." She stared at the hem of the dress and said to herself, "Don't you need to wear pants anymore?"

"No need." A pair of long arms suddenly hugged her from behind.

"Scare me!" Cheng Lianxun patted his hand and turned his head.

She popped up out of nowhere, but luckily she was brave enough.

"Can this scare you?" The third master sniffed her hair and hugged her tightly.

His arms were wrapped around her waist and abdomen in a small circle.

"Lian'er, you're too thin." Looking down at her small waist, she said distressedly, "Do you want to eat more and grow more flesh?"

"Are you okay?" Cheng Lianxun looked down at her figure, "Not fat or thin, I think it's pretty good."

In terms of thinness, Yaosha is thinner than her, and she is just right now.

If you have more meat, you will have to lose weight if you want to be on camera in the future.

"You don't have a lot of meat and you're still thin?" In order to verify his statement, he pinched her waist.

Really not much meat.

"Itchy." Cheng Lianxun kept laughing as he was pinched.

He has little strength, like scratching an itch.

"Brother Zhuo, itches."

She bent over with a smile, seeing her coquettish appearance, Zhuo Dingding's hands automatically lifted up the hem of her clothes.

Just as the big hand didn't obey the command, the phone he put in the bedroom rang.

While laughing, Cheng Lianxun pulled out his hand: "Brother Zhuo, call me."

"It should be that Lian Lichen has arrived." Zhuo Dingding let her go.

He untied the towel, and Cheng Lianxun subconsciously covered his eyes: "Don't you want to pick it up?"

Lian Lichen, is that the doctor he mentioned when he got into the elevator, right?

"No need to answer, we will go down later."

Cheng Lianxun secretly opened her fingers and saw that he was putting on his clothes as if no one else was around.

Her face couldn't help but turn red, she silently turned and walked out.

Don't watch it, it's too embarrassing to be caught again later.

When he came out of the cloakroom, Cheng Lianxun stood at the end of the bed and looked around, covering his chest with his hands: "Am I going to go on like this?"

His clothes were baggy, and although half of her legs were covered, she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

"..." Zhuo Dingding stared at her for a few seconds before saying, "Don't get off, I'll let him come up."

"Hmm." Cheng Lianxun took a few steps back and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Lian Lichen called back and asked Lian Lichen to come upstairs.

He came up with a small medicine box, wearing thin gold-rimmed glasses, looking refined.

As soon as Lian Lichen entered the door, as if he didn't see Zhuo Dingding, his eyes were all glued to Cheng Lianxun.

The two looked at each other, Cheng Lianxun found that he was staring at her, and quickly lowered his head.

The man's eyes were so sharp that they looked like a knife when he looked over.

I thought that someone with such a gentle face would have soft eyes, but in fact they are not at all.

"Have you seen enough?" He was kicked lightly by Zhuo Dingding when he walked past Zhuo Dingding.

"So stingy?" Lian Lichen shifted his gaze to him.