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

"What kind of bad idea are you doing!" Cheng Lianxun disagreed, and lay back down again.

Fortunately, he can figure it out if he doesn't participate in military training.

Everyone participated, and she was the only one who didn't participate, so it was acceptable.

When she came back from the military training, all the students in the class got to know each other well, but she didn't know anyone, so how could she integrate into the collective life.

"It's not a bad idea, you see you don't like running..."

Zhuo Dingding persuaded.

For her, the military training might be a bit hard, but he really didn't want her to participate.

"If you don't like it, you have to run." Cheng Lianxun closed her eyes again, it's important for her to rest first, "There is no need to discuss this matter."

"You said you, why are you so stubborn? You obviously don't like it, why do you force yourself to do it?"

Zhuo Dingding grabbed her legs and pinched the one on his own.

Knowing that he couldn't persuade, he still wanted to persuade.

As long as she nods, he will definitely get her out of this camp.

"I obviously didn't like you before, and if I wanted to break up with you, didn't you force me to leave?"

Cheng Lianxun wanted to end this topic as soon as possible, so he stabbed him in the heart.

Just insisting on military training and calling her stubborn, he probably doesn't know how terrible it is for him to be stubborn.

"..." The massaging hand paused slightly, Zhuo Dingding glanced at her with dark eyes, and pinched her hard angrily, "Well, let me be as stubborn as you are."

The development of her character was greatly influenced by him, which he couldn't deny.

"It hurts!" Cheng Lianxun suddenly opened her eyes, but she was also annoyed and kicked his hand away.

"Why are you so difficult to serve now?"

She didn't even take off her military shoes, and when she kicked her up, there was a bright footprint on his wrist.

Little guy, is this getting more and more informal?

"It's hard to serve you, you don't have to wait."

Cheng Lianxun turned over and turned her back to him.

After a short rest after running, she was so tired that she wanted to sleep.

"The little temper is getting bigger and bigger."

The little fart and buttocks were raised at the right height to be beaten, Zhuo Dingding casually slapped him with a 'slap'.

Cheng Lianxun ignored him and continued to sleep in her own bed.

After waiting for a while, she still didn't respond, Zhuo Dingding leaned over and said, "Are you really asleep?"

At this time, Cheng Lianxun was still asleep, but his sleepy eyelids could hardly be opened.

Seeing that she was so exhausted, Zhuo Dingding didn't bother her anymore.

He got up and took a towel, wiped the sweat from her face and arms, then pulled off the quilt and gently covered her body.

When he finished all this thoughtfully, Cheng Lianxun had already fallen asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, she was lured and awakened by the aroma of the food.

"Are you hungry?"

What she saw when she opened her eyes was Zhuo Dingding sitting by the bed, looking at her tenderly and dotingly, holding a lunch box in his hand.

"Hungry." Cheng Lianxun nodded sincerely, sat up with his arms propped up, "I woke up hungry when I smelled the scent."

"Look, do you want to eat?" Zhuo Dingding handed over the lunch box.

"Roast chicken!" Cheng Lianxun looked at it, and his eyes immediately lit up, "No wonder it smells so delicious!"

A whole big chicken leg, looking golden and bright, looks delicious.

Zhuo Dingding wanted to give her the lunch box, but she excitedly grabbed the chicken legs with her bare hands.

"Be careful it's hot!" He just baked it not long ago.

"it's okay no problem."

Cheng Lianxun seemed to be really hungry. The two little hands that grabbed the chicken leg moved back and forth, and the little mouth couldn't wait to take a bite first.

"Is the food for military training so good?"