Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Chun Yu Cheng was wet in an instant, but let alone the warm water, even the ice water could not extinguish his scorching fire at the moment.

Water can never quench the fire in Chunyu Cheng's heart, but it can awaken You You Piaoyuan's reason.

"Cheng, don't, don't be here, go to bed."

Yoyo hugged the man who bowed in front of her, breathing intermittently.

Speaking of the bed, Chun Yu Cheng remembered that he hadn't bathed yet.

He took a step back and let both of them shower under the shower.

"Um..., I have taken a shower."

The small water column splashed down his head and covered his face, and Yuyou hurriedly freed a hand to wipe the water off his face.

She doesn't want to wash it again.

"I'll help you wash it again."

Chunyucheng's hoarse and dull words decisively suppressed Youyou's extravagant hopes.

After speaking, Chunyucheng put down Yuyou, squeezed a hand of shower gel and wiped Yuyou on his body.

"I don't want...ah! I don't want to wash it anymore!"

As soon as Yoyo's feet touched the ground, Chunyucheng's evil hands were wiped up.

She protested that she wanted to wipe off the shower gel on her body, but she applied more and more, and her body was full of bubbles in the blink of an eye.

Woo, she doesn't want to take a bath twice in an hour, the bath is also very tired.

"Hey, I'll help you wash it without you having to do it."

Chun Yu Cheng rubbed the bubbles on Yu You's body with both hands together, and hugged her when he hugged.

He didn't apply shower gel to himself, but moved it all from Yoyo's body.

As the white water vapor stained the porcelain-white wall tiles, the entire bathroom was shrouded in a cloud of mist.

In the obscurity that wants to be uncovered, Yuyou is like a flower bone flower that still blooms quietly if he wants to talk.

The morning dew bloomed on the petals, as clear and alluring as her uncontrollable voice.

It took a full half an hour for this bath to wash, and I almost collapsed in Chun Yucheng, too tired to even take a step.

Yoyo is tired.

But Chunyu Cheng is still alive and well.

When you carefully put the cleaned Yuyou on the big bed, he followed and pressed it down.

"It's heavy." Youyou's small palm was pressed against his hot chest, and he pushed it gently. "Will you sleep?"

Chun Yu Cheng was too tossing.

"You go to sleep when you are tired."

Chun Yu Cheng kissed her delicate pink cheek very easily.

"Then don't press me down."

Especially thought that Chun Yu Cheng would really let her go.

"it is good."

Chun Yucheng's arms pushed **** her side and no longer pressed her.

His hoarse and dark voice hasn't returned to normal since Yoyo rushed into the bathroom and threw on him.

Youyou kissed the corner of Chunyucheng's lips, and closed his eyes comfortably, preparing to go to bed.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, Chun Yu Cheng gnawed restlessly on her neck.

"Say to let me sleep."

Youyou's mouth narrowed without tears, so tired that he didn't want to open his eyes.

How can she sleep like this?

"It's okay, you sleep yours, I will do mine."

Chun Yu Cheng looked at the petite, but perfectly seductive body lying under him, the rushing impulse never stopped.

"No, I can't sleep when you move around."

Youyou opened his resentful eyes bitterly.

"But I want you, otherwise I can't sleep either."

Chunyu Cheng whispered dullly in Yuyou's ear, with his palms down, separating Yuyou's delicate legs again.

Yoyo looked at the man who was lying on his body and could give a sense of security with thick arms. He took the initiative to hook his waist, holding his face, and kissed him: "Come on then."