The president is too domineering: relying on his precious wife

Mi Xiaomi raised her head in surprise. In the darkness, his bright eyes were like a lamp in the dark night, illuminating a large area of ​​the world in front of her eyes. www>

Smell the strong smell of alcohol on his face, feel his staggering footsteps.

A small drum was beating in Mi Xiaomi's heart, and he was extremely flustered, "Li Juehuang, oh no, master, you are drunk!"

"No, don't call me master, call me emperor!"

Li Juehuang spun around, took her, and fell on the big bed together. [

He tightly circled her from the side, hiccupping, "Call me Huang, do you hear me?"

Mi Xiaomi's mind was in a mess, she didn't know what he wanted to do.

Why did she suddenly not want her to call him Master, but to call him Huang, such an intimate name.

"Li Juehuang..."

"Shh, Huang, I want you, call me Huang, hehe..."

He leaned over and pressed against her body, sniffing her like a hound.

Mi Xiaomi's neck was itchy because of him, so she couldn't help but let out a low voice, "Huang..."

"That's good, say, you love me, Mimi loves the emperor!"

Mi Xiaomi's heart froze there instantly, feeling like he missed a beat.

His strong smell of wine came to her face so clearly, making her heart beat faster.

"I……"

Before she could speak in the future, she felt that the people on her body were being pressed down heavily.

"Emperor, love too, love Mimi..."

"Li Juehuang..."

"..."

"Li Juehuang, wake up..."

"..." There was still no response, and a faint grunt was heard.

Mi Xiaomi's little mood was jumping up a little bit.

It is said that men speak the truth after drinking! [

He just said that he loves himself?is that true?

Mi Xiaomi suddenly wanted to know whether this was a joke or the truth from his heart.

Pushed Li Juehuang with all his might, and slapped his face, trying to wake him up.

It's a pity that he didn't wake up no matter how he filmed.

Mi Xiaomi pinched his nose instead, but unfortunately, he still didn't wake up.

Scratching his nest, tearing his eyelids open, he didn't wake up...

She suddenly became annoyed, why did he fall asleep at the most critical moment?

Pouted angrily, lying on the big bed with dead body...

His emotions calmed down a little bit in his shallow grunts.

After she calmed down, she was frightened by her actions just now.

What was she doing just now?

To prove whether he loves himself?

Why does she suddenly care so much, does he love herself?

Is it true, as he said, that a woman's habit will become dependence, and after a long time of dependence, it will become love?

So, are you in love with him now?

No, no!

Mi Xiaomi twisted her fingers in horror, but why is her heart beating so fast?

Maybe it's just a habit!

Get used to his existence, get used to the feeling that he wants to monopolize her anytime, anywhere, right?

However, isn't such a habit too scary?

Some people have said that habit is poison, you can't quit it, and you can't forget it!

She couldn't imagine that if one day, she couldn't forget Li Juehuang, and couldn't get rid of the feeling that he was by his side...[

What kind of darkness will her world fall into?

However, if he loves himself, maybe the world will be in a different situation?

Mi Xiaomi thought wildly, and wanted to know more and more whether what he just said was just nonsense!

Just when she tried countless times but couldn't wake him up, she got a little angry, got up, and turned on the bedside lamp.

The warmth of the room rushed towards her face, she closed her eyes, opened them, and saw above his bedside, there was actually a painting she had given him hanging.