Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

In the WE hotel.

Li Beijue pulled the silent young man beside him and walked quickly into the splendid lobby. He flicked a black card and said to the front desk, "Get a room."

The receptionist recognized him, was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Okay, please wait a moment."

Within a few minutes, she quickly opened the room and asked the staff to lead Li Beijue upstairs.

Although he didn't specify what kind of room he requested just now, the front desk recognized him and it was definitely impossible to give him an ordinary room. So according to Li Beijue's previous habit, he was given a presidential suite.

The hotel staff quickly led them to the top-floor presidential suite and swiped their cards to open the door for them.

"Mr. Li, we're here."

"kindness."

Li Beijue pulled the person in and closed the door.

Then he let go of his hand, and did not argue with Chi Baobao about him running out in the afternoon without telling him, as Huo Yi thought.

Instead, he walked straight to the living room of the suite without saying a word.

After rummaging through the boxes for a while, I found a square box and placed it on the table.

He opened the box, skillfully took out the contents and laid them out. While sitting on the sofa, he said to the young boy who was still standing in the entrance hall, "Come here."

Chi Baobei didn't move, and her pale and beautiful face still showed lingering fear.

Li Beijue took out all the things that should be taken out. After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for him to move. He raised his head, raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. His dark eyes were bottomless, and he said lightly, "I count to 3, if you don't Come here and I will tell Chi Enen what happened to you tonight."

This is definitely a threat from Chi Guoguo!

The young boy standing at the entrance finally reacted and looked towards him——

Li Beijue looked indifferent and started counting without coaxing him, "1, 2..."

Before he could count to 3, Chi Baobao had already walked up to him.

He threw a small bench over and said to Chi Baobao, "Sit down."

"..."

He was familiar with it once and for all, and when he saw Chi Baobao not moving, he threatened him coldly, "Chi Enen..."

Sure enough, the motionless young boy sat down obediently with a sullen face.

Li Beijue and others sat down, bent down simply and roughly, lifted up the trousers on his left leg, and glanced at the scraped area on his knee with a solemn gaze. She pursed her thin lips into a straight line, took the disinfectant alcohol placed on the coffee table, dipped some cotton swab in it, and rubbed it on Chi Baobao's scratched skin...

It can be said that his movements were not gentle at all, as cold and hard as he had just threatened Chi Baobao to come over, with no feeling of tenderness at all.

But the frightened Chi Baobao's tense back gradually relaxed. Only when people are sure that they are completely safe can they slowly relax their tense nerves.

One big and one small, one treated the wound quietly without gentleness, and the other kept silent when alcohol stuck to the broken skin wound.

There is a strange feeling of warmth when two people who look alike stay together.

Chi Baobei couldn't hold back at first. When Li Beijue helped him wipe the sand off his knees, he pursed his lips and said in a hoarse and stubborn voice, "You didn't tell my woman, did you?"

He didn't say what he didn't tell Chi Enen.

But Li Beijue knew it, so he said without raising his head, "I didn't say anything."

"That's good..." Chi Baobao lowered his voice a lot, and his nervous eyes relaxed.