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

The next day, Lan Xinhui woke up near noon.Opening his eyes, what greeted his eyes was Wang Zichen's smiling face.

What could be happier than waking up to see the beautiful smiling face of your loved one?Lan Xinhui thought with a smile.

"Are you awake?" He asked softly, "Are you going to wake up?"

Lan Xinhui didn't move at all: "I can't get up." She said, her voice was full of coquetry.

"I was too intemperate last night," Wang Zichen said apologetically, "You must be tired, right?"

"So tired—" Lan Xinhui said in a coquettish voice, but she was really tired.Obviously he was the one who contributed, but for some reason, it was her who was too tired to move; and he looked so good, this world is not fair.

He apologized and gently kissed her forehead: "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't control it last night, I will try my best to pay attention in the future."

Lan Xinhui smiled slightly, and didn't blame him, she understood that feeling, why didn't she feel like this?If not, she might not be able to bear him tossing all night.

"Get up and eat something!" Wang Zichen said, "I called someone to deliver the meal."

It was only then that Lan Xinhui noticed that the sky seemed to be very bright, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Hurry up." Wang Zichen said, seeing that her expression became anxious, he comforted her: "Don't worry, I called Millie this morning and asked her to cancel your morning schedule."

"That's good." Lan Xinhui breathed a sigh of relief and sat up reluctantly.

Wang Zichen immediately supported her: "Eat something first, and then I will take you to work. If you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while on the way."

Lan Xinhui stretched her waist, she was so tired that she didn't want to move.

Seeing this, Wang Zichen picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.When he got inside, he put his arm around her and freed up his other hand to squeeze toothpaste for her.

"How about I brush your teeth for you? Open your mouth..."

"Nicky!" Lan Xinhui laughed, took the toothpaste from his hand, then withdrew from his arms and stood up: "Okay, get out!"

"Don't go out, I want to watch you here." Wang Zichen said.

Lan Xinhui stared at him funny: "I'm going to pee, do you want to watch too?"

"Of course I have to watch it." Wang Zichen said with a smile, looking impatient.

"Rogue!" Lan Xinhui scolded with a smile, and pushed him out.

She looked at herself in the mirror, the corners of her mouth fluttered, her face was full of smiles, her big eyes were shining brightly with joy, and her whole body seemed to radiate happiness.

"We're finally together," she said, smiling to her reflection in the mirror.

This time, it was her own choice, a choice that followed her own heart, a choice without any surrounding conditions...

When she came out of the bathroom, Wang Zichen had already been waiting there: "Why is it so long? I was worried if you fainted in it...I'll carry you down." He said, bending slightly and giving her a safe princess hug.

"In the future, don't lock the door when you are in the bathroom," he warned, "I'm afraid that if you pass out inside."

Lan Xinhui put her arms around his neck and looked at him with a smile: "If you don't lock the door, isn't that an opportunity for you to take advantage of?"

"Yeah, that's an opportunity to take advantage of!" Wang Zichen said with a smile, "I wouldn't have thought of it if you didn't tell me!"

"Oh, you hate it!" Lan Xinhui waved her fist, wanting to punch his strong shoulder, but suddenly remembered that the injury there was not sure if it was healed, so she was not willing to punch him.

She asked with concern: "Are your injuries healed?"

"Didn't you read it last night?" Wang Zichen asked naively, reminding Lan Xinhui of her lame excuse: she didn't have any medicine in her hand, and she said she was going to rub it on him, embarrassing.

She was so ashamed that she buried her face in his chest, he laughed and said, "If you haven't recovered, how did you manage to do so many tricks last night?"