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

But she fumbled and groped for a long time, and she didn't even undo the belt buckle.

She withdrew her hand in discouragement: "I can't open it."

What kind of belt is this, so difficult to untie.

Zhuo Dingding was both angry and amused at the same time, if she was asked to grope further, she might find it too difficult to give up.

"Here." He grabbed her hand and put the belt on again, "Press it down."

She did as she did, and with a soft 'da', the belt buckle undid.

It's easy to open.

With her head lowered, she carefully undid the belt until it was completely pulled out.

"What are you doing with the belt out?"

He was very speechless, looking at the belt in her hand.

After the belt is untied, shouldn't the trousers be unbuttoned?

"When you were at home, didn't you always pull out the belt?" She asked naively.

"That's at home." I spend a lot of time at home, which is incomparable to now, but, "Have you even carefully observed this detail?"

Under his ambiguous eyes and teasing, Cheng Lianxun's little hand holding the belt trembled, and his little face turned red.

"I, I didn't observe carefully, just, accidentally saw it."

No matter how you put it, she was very anxious and lustful, and she knew that she was just like him, thinking about that kind of thing all day long.

"No need to explain." Zhuo Dingding smiled lightly and kissed her forehead, and continued to tease her, "An explanation is a cover up."

"I didn't hide it. I didn't at all, why should I hide it, you..."

She was so anxious that she wanted to whip him with a belt, but she found him giggling while talking.

"You are bad." She was so angry that she really hit him with a belt, "Brother Zhuo, why are you so bad!"

It didn't hurt when the belt twitched lightly on his arm, but Zhuo Dingding immediately grabbed the belt and grabbed her hands behind his back.

"Since the belt is drawn out, it can't be wasted. How about using it to tie you up, okay?"

The belt twisted around in his hand, slowly wrapping around her wrist.

"Not good!" She struggled immediately as if frightened, "I don't want to, brother Zhuo, I don't want to be tied up."

Once her hands were tied, she was really powerless to resist.

It's not up to him to decide how to go too far at that time.

"I think your speed is too slow, it's better for me to be self-reliant."

Zhuo Dingding, who changed his mind, did not listen to her begging for mercy, and firmly tied her hands.

"Brother Zhuo, I was wrong, don't do this, I don't want to be tied up."

She twisted her small body and hands, trying to push him away and shake off the belt, but it didn't help, she couldn't shake him off.

"Good boy." Zhuo Dingding coaxed her softly, "You are right."

"Yeah, why did you tie me up?"

She complained with a small face and complained.

With her hands behind her back, her wrists were tightened by the belt in vain, and she couldn't let go no matter how much she moved.

After tying it up, he looked at her helpless little look with satisfaction, and said as a matter of course:

"Because your technique of untying the belt is too bad, so I have to tie you with a belt."

"What kind of logic is this? Kidnapping me won't make my skills better!" She protested sternly.

"It can't make you better, but it can make you have a long memory."

All the buttons of her blouse had been unbuttoned at the very beginning.

At this moment, with her hands tied behind her back, she raised her head reflexively.

In Zhuo Dingding's eyes, this gesture was full of temptation.

"I've already remembered how to untie your belt buckle, I really do remember, Brother Zhuo, can you untie it?"

His aggressive gaze made her back shudder.