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

He sat on the edge of the bed with disinfectant in his hand.

Looking at her with burning eyes: "Come here."

Cheng Lianxun walked over in small steps, with lowered eyebrows, not daring to look at him, shy.

Brother Zhuo didn't even wear pajamas, and only wore a bath towel as before.

Although she has only one bath towel all over her body.

But her waist-length hair was deliberately fiddled in front of her body to cover it up, and her whole body was much more tightly wrapped than his.

After finally walking in front of him, the first thing he did was to push back the long hair on her chest.

Cheng Lianxun gasped, she didn't hide or retreat, but her body froze instantly.

"Are you nervous?"

Zhuo Dingding sat on the bed, about the same height as she was standing, and teased her with a smile on his face.

"No!"

Seeing that he pushed his hair back to help her disinfect the wound, Cheng Lianxun firmly denied it.

She didn't think of anything inappropriate for children.

Zhuo Dingding didn't pierce her, and used a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant to help clean her wound.

"Hiss..." Cheng Lianxun grinned in pain, "It hurts."

Zhuo Dingding's dark eyes did not comfort her, he was blaming himself.

He was reluctant to beat and scold, the little girl who had been loved and loved for so many years was actually hurt like this.

And now that he looked carefully, he found that there were pinch marks on her neck.

Choke her neck.

Damn, do you want to strangle her?

Viciousness flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

The explanation just now is really cheap for them.

"Brother Zhuo, I'm fine."

He looked so cold and silent, it was terrifying, like the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

After treating the wound, she held his handsome face and comforted him instead.

He stared at her deeply, without speaking.

"Brother Zhuo, I'm really fine, am I fine now?"

He kept silent, and she was a little flustered, not sure what he was thinking.

"Lian'er." With his slightly cool fingertips, he gently stroked the pinch marks on her neck, "When your grandparents come back, I'll go propose marriage."

"ah?"

Cheng Lianxun, who was already hot-headed and unable to function normally, was even more confused now.

It happened so suddenly, it was normal for her to be frightened.

Zhuo Dingding gave her time to think, neither rushing nor rushing, just admiring her appearance from shock to shyness.

But as he watched and watched, his eyes became more and more hot, and he was about to go mad.

She wore little clothes, and her fair-skinned, small body was so delicate that water could be squeezed out, and it was so delicious that one wanted to eat her in one bite.

She had big watery eyes, and she was nervously looking left and right, but she didn't dare to look at him.

But without looking at him, she knew that he was staring at her intently.

So she is nervous.

Moreover, why did she have the illusion... that she was about to enter the bridal chamber?

"Propose, propose marriage, what should I do if my grandparents don't agree?"

Cheng Lianxun lowered her eyes shyly, and her little hands were tangled together nervously.

In fact, she is not worried about her grandparents, they really love her, so they should not object.

She was worried about her father.

According to Ning Yao and Cheng Liande's attitude tonight, they would definitely not agree to this marriage.

If Ning Yao blows the pillow wind again, his father will most likely not agree.

"They'll agree."

Zhuo Dingding's hand moved down bit by bit.

"My Father……"

"He'll agree too."

Zhuo Dingding's seemingly casual answer contained full confidence.

"you……"

She still wanted to say something, but Zhuo Dingding didn't give her this chance.

The slender fingers that landed on the edge of her bath towel gave a slight hook.