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

"No!" She subconsciously refused, but quickly said, "It's okay to take it off, but you have to put on clean ones."

The pants are also wet, so it's okay to take them off.

Zhuo Sanye went to execute immediately.

He put down the bed sheet, and when he turned around, he didn't know if it was her illusion, but she saw him smiling.

Although it was a very shallow upturn of the mouth, she really saw it.

"I'm hurt, are you happy?"

"Absolutely not!"

How could he be happy when she was hurt?

This is absolutely impossible.

"Then what are you laughing at?"

"I'm not smiling."

Third Master Zhuo turned his back to her, and the upward curve of the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

"You obviously have a smile!"

Although she didn't see it, she was sure.

He didn't answer.

After taking his trousers back, when he faced her again, he had a serious face.

When she saw that besides the black shorts, he also had a pair of underwear.

She blushed, and belatedly realized what he was laughing at.

"You don't need to change your underwear."

Her little ears were completely red, but her little face was slightly black.

"It's all wet, it's not good if you don't change it."

He stood in front of her and stretched out his hand to untie her pants.

"The shorts are wet, but the underwear is not wet."

She wanted to take it off by herself, but she couldn't take it off with one hand.

And when he accidentally moved his left hand, his heart ached.

"Wet."

he persisted.

"You didn't see it, how do you know..." It was wet.

Her panties are not exposed outside, so he can see through the shorts with a see-through eye and see that her panties are wet?

I thought so.

But before the words of protest were finished, he took off the pair of pants together.

She stood there stupidly, her body was as stiff as a stone, and her face turned red and black.

My heart was overwhelmed.

She can only comfort herself.

never mind.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time he was such a hooligan.

When she closed her eyes, she acted as if she hadn't seen anything.

"Put your feet up."

His voice came from below.

"..."

She lifted her left foot first, then her right foot.

After a few seconds.

"Put your feet up."

"..."

She lifts again.

Xiao Nei and Nei were pulled up.

Concerned that she might be injured, Third Master Zhuo was very quiet and didn't dare to make a single unnecessary movement.

I was afraid that she would get too excited and involve her swollen left hand.

"Put your feet up."

Lifting her foot for the third time, she blushed so much that she could drip water.

Fortunately, the embarrassment passed quickly, and the sheets were wrapped.

Except for the whole left arm that was exposed, she was wrapped like a rice dumpling by him.

When Mr. Zhuo carried her downstairs.

Qin Tu happened to be in the living room.

Seeing him hugging the sheet, he was surprised for a moment, but after looking carefully, he found that there was a person wrapped in the sheet.

"Drive, go to the hospital."

Third Master Zhuo said to him.

"Master, what's the matter?" Qin Tu immediately got up while holding a half-gnawed apple, "Is the lady injured?"

He flicked his eyes.

The little lady was wrapped so tightly that she couldn't see where she was injured.

Qin Tu's random glances made Third Master Zhuo very upset.

"You are not a doctor, why ask so many questions, go and drive!"

Qin Tu quickly ran out like oiling the soles of his feet.

"...you scared him."

Cheng Lianxun was speechless.

Qin Tu can run faster than a rabbit, and she is not a devil.

No, brother Zhuo is not a devil, so I'm afraid that if he eats him, he will fail.

"You feel bad?"

Third Master Zhuo lowered his eyes, and danger burst out.

"...You are too jealous."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and he didn't dare to do anything to her while she was hurt.

She said what was deep in her heart, what she wanted to say a long time ago.