Doting on the Masked Wife

It was late at night, and outside the five-star intensive care unit, a tall and handsome man was sitting.

He closed his eyes, sitting on the white sofa, with his head leaning slightly on the back of the sofa, the soft light hit his deep and charming facial features, rendering him like the most perfect statue.

He was wearing a black silk shirt with two buttons unbuttoned at the neckline. His perfect firm chest and bronzed skin were looming. Under the lights, he was so sexy that he could commit a crime.

And from the high bridge of the nose up, the long eyelashes that don't look like the orientals can have, and the deep and distinct facial features, all prove his mixed-race identity.

Ananda came out of the president's usual lounge, and he already had a black velvet coat in his hand, which was exactly Murong Lie's clothes.

He walked over gently, afraid of waking Murong Lie up, and then quietly put his coat upside down on Murong Lie who was sleeping on the sofa.

However, although his movements were extremely subtle, Murong Lie still opened his eyes the moment the velvet coat was draped over his shoulders due to years of high-level defense and natural vigilance.

There is a kind of magical power that can suck people in in the eyes that are as black as black gemstones. Ananda's heart skipped a beat, but he realized that he couldn't make the same mistake as last time, so he humbly lowered his head and cried out in a low voice: " President!"

Murong Lie lowered his head and glanced at the black velvet coat on his body, moved his body slightly, twisted his neck, his slender neck made a rattling sound during the movement - it seemed that he was really motionless I sat on the ground for too long, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen asleep here late at night.

Seeing the faint expression on President Murong's handsome face, Ananda couldn't help but boldly said: "President, why don't you go to rest? I'll help you guard here? Besides, there are so many doctors on call at any time." and the nurse."

Murong Lie looked up at him lightly, and said, "No need."

Ananda was taken aback.

"I'll stay here until she wakes up." Murong Lie said lightly.

Ananda knew that this girl was very special to the president, and he had never seen the president treat a woman like this—but he was still shocked by the president's attitude and behavior!

does it worth?

Is that a fairy?

Ananda thought in his heart, otherwise, who could make the president who he thought was like a king treat him like this?

But he just thought about it, and didn't dare to say a word, unless he didn't want to mess around.

However, Murong Lie seemed to have seen his thoughts, and slightly pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a faint smile that was not a smile.

He is always like this at ordinary times, with a calm and sinister expression, making it impossible to see what he is thinking in his heart, but once the critical moment comes, he will suddenly show his sharp teeth and claws like a lazy lion.

He said lightly, "do you think I'm too nice to her?"

Ananda froze for a moment, then nodded foolishly.

Murong Lie tugged at the black velvet coat covering his shoulders, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "For pets, if you don't treat her better, how can she be obedient to you?"

"President?" Ananda didn't understand.

"What's more, her face..."