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

"No." Cheng Lianxun found a way out for himself, smiled sweetly and said coquettishly, "But you can't make appointments every day, I need some space for myself."

I really didn't reject him on purpose before, it was because he made appointments too frequently, several times a week, and she was quite nervous about her studies, okay?

It's even worse when it's a weekend appointment, brother Zhuo won't let her go.

"Naughty." Luo Zhijin criticized dissatisfiedly, but in the blink of an eye he said dotingly, "Okay."

He knew very well that most of her space was reserved for Zhuo Dingding.

Ever since he knew that she was his own sister, he didn't dare to have any extravagant demands. As long as she had him as a brother in her heart, he would be satisfied.

Brother and sister used hugs instead of words, and Luo Zhijin hugged her again.

Slightly bowing his head and rubbing against her head, smelling the fragrance of her hair mixed with the sea breeze, his heart was quiet and satisfied.

Cheng Lianxun hugged him and smiled contentedly.

He smelled of smoke, but it wasn't bad, and she would feel at ease holding him.

When holding brother Zhuo, her heart would beat faster.

Holding Luo Zhijin in her arms, she could only feel calm, calm and settled in her heart, and this feeling was also very good.

After getting into the car again, the two were no longer silent, chatting aimlessly, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed and joyful.

Luo Zhijin drove her around the suburbs, and when he returned to the city, he happened to have dinner.

I took her out for dinner before going back.

After eating and drinking and getting into the car, he asked her, "Where do you live now?"

He knew she didn't live in the suite he bought for her, a house closer to the film school.

He also knew that she lived with Zhuo Dingding, but he didn't know which apartment they lived in.

The building diagonally opposite their home hadn't been lived in in the past few months.

Zhuo Dingding has a lot of real estate in the imperial capital, and those who have no fixed place want to live wherever they want, so that he can't find her even if he wants to find her.

"Go back to Luo's house first, my boyfriend is waiting for me there."

Cheng Lianxun felt a little embarrassed when he said in front of his brother that her boyfriend was waiting for her.

Luo Zhijin was silent for two seconds, then smiled easily: "Will you all live there from now on?"

If they moved back to live diagonally across from Luo's house, then they could see each other often.

"No." Cheng Lianxun shook his head, "I only went back to Luo's house today, and I'll leave at night."

They come and go in such a hurry, nine out of ten they are avoiding the Luo family.

Luo Zhijin lowered his eyes and meditated for a while, and said seriously: "Lian Xun, who you associate with is your freedom, and my brother has no objection. I just hope you remember, come back when you are wronged, and my brother will definitely support you."

"Thank you, brother." Cheng Lianxun knew that what he said was true, so she also sincerely thanked her.

"Fool, family, say thank you."

Luo Zhijin patted her head sadly, fastened her seat belt, and then drove on the road.

Back at the gate of Luo's house, before Cheng Lianxun got off the car, Luo Zhijin reminded him, "I'll call you later, you have to answer."

"Okay." Cheng Lianxun waved his hand and said goodbye.

After she got off the car, she went directly into the villa diagonally opposite.

The door was not locked, probably Qin Tu specially left it for her.

Luo Zhijin also entered his home. He had just returned to the bedroom when he heard movement diagonally across, so he walked to the balcony.

A car drove out the door and left like an arrow.

Look at the villa diagonally opposite again, it is dark and dim, as if no one has ever lived in it.

"I left as soon as I came back, because I wanted to get far away from the Luo family." Luo Zhijin murmured, secretly sad.

It wasn't Cheng Lianxun who was in a hurry to leave, she said in the car, "Brother Zhuo, are you still going to eat?"