The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

For a moment, Wang Zichen really wanted to rush forward regardless, and enjoy the delicious "breakfast" in the morning.Just like when they were newlyweds and honeymoon, his first meal in the morning would be to eat her first...

Wang Zichen hurriedly stopped recalling, he couldn't think about it anymore, otherwise he really couldn't go out.

"Please help me get some clothes." Lan Xinhui said, she hugged the quilt and sat up, looked left and right, but couldn't find her own clothes, then remembered that the pajamas she was wearing last night were stripped off by him Lost it in the bathroom.

"Which one?" Wang Zichen teased her unconsciously: "Chuanel No.5?"

Chanel No. [-]?Isn't that a perfume?Lan Xinhui remembered seeing it somewhere, Monroe said that she only wore Chanel No. [-] to sleep...

If you only wear Chanel No. [-], don't you wear clothes?Why did Wang Zichen say that?Is he teasing her?

Lan Xinhui's face became hotter, but her heart was sweet.After waking up early this morning, he changed from his usual cold attitude and treated her so gently, making her feel like she was dreaming.

Just kidding, Wang Zichen went over quickly, opened her suitcase, and took a rough look inside the neatly arranged suitcase.He took out a set of underwear that was stacked together, and took another set of underwear.

Lan Xinhui's efficiency was very high. It only took her more than ten minutes to finish dressing, washing and other things. Wang Zichen noticed that she didn't wear makeup, but just put on some moisturizing cream.

Her skin is delicate and fair, even with a bare face, she still looks quite lovely.Especially when she put on that big red coat, she looked even more delicate and charming.

Seeing him looking down at her, she turned around playfully: "Does it look good?"

Wang Zichen did not hesitate to praise, nodded and said: "It looks good!"

Lan Xinhui laughed happily. She stood in front of him and looked up at his smiling face. He is so charming and gentle!Thinking about it, she couldn't help but tiptoed and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Wang Zichen embraced her, quickly responded to her kiss, and began to kiss her fiercely.

For some reason, as soon as he touched her lips, he couldn't help wanting to eat her up.

However, the cell phone rang inexplicably, bringing back the rationality of Wang Zichen who was almost out of control.

Panting, he let her go, took out the phone from his coat pocket, looked at it, took a deep breath, and then picked it up.

It was Ou Zijie who called to wish him a happy new year.After all, they are good friends for many years, Ou Zijie knows him well, he can hear a little hoarseness in his voice, and he asked gossipingly: "Listen to your voice...why, are you still having a spring dream? "

Wang Zichen coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and then replied: "Be your head spring. Meng..." He glanced at Lan Xinhui, saw her blushing and lowered her head to adjust her clothes, he took a deep breath In a calm tone, he said: "For the big head of the New Year, can't you read me a little bit?"

"I would like to wish you hugs left and right, beautiful women like clouds," Ou Zijie said with a smile, "But, you are not good at that! You are a good Chinese man who only sleeps with his own wife..." He suddenly thought of something : "Why, I was doing 'morning exercise' with my wife just now? Can't you? Shouldn't you..."

"I should go out at this point," Wang Zichen interrupted him, "I won't tell you so much, Happy New Year!" After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

After listening to their conversation, Lan Xinhui could not help but blush a little shyly.

Wang Zichen hung up the phone, glanced at the time on the phone, and dragged Lan Xinhui away in a hurry.