Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

She gently pushed him, and said coquettishly, "Go out."

He is like a satyr who can't get enough to feed, he pesters him several times every night, except for her physiology, there is no night that is empty.

Every time at the end, he was the one who carried her to the bathroom to wash, and while washing, the gun would go off, and it was out of control.

I didn't expect him to leave so easily this time, without hesitation at all.

Qingting was startled, a little strange, but she didn't have time to think about it, rinsed off, put on a bathrobe, and took a towel to wipe her wet hair.

Leng Qirui didn't know what he was flipping through. He turned his head when he heard the movement, smiled softly, held a hair dryer in his hand, and waved it at her.

Qingting sat in front of the dressing table and rubbed skin care products, while Leng Qirui took a hair dryer to help her dry her hair. The movements were clumsy and stiff, but the strength of her hands was as soft as water.

The strands of blue silk are as smooth as satin, exuding a charming luster under the light.

He couldn't put it down, and there was an intoxicating smile on the corner of his mouth. It turned out that helping the woman he loves to dry her hair was such a joyful thing, and his heart was warm and indescribably comfortable.

Qingting glanced at him secretly, the hostility in the morning had dissipated long ago, only the strong affection that could not be resolved.

She felt sweet in her heart, and couldn't help snickering, her brows and eyes were curved, and happiness was written all over her face.

Leng Qirui touched her little head, and a light kiss fell on her hair, "Okay, let's change clothes."

He took out a piece of clothing from the closet, put it on the bed, and took out a set of diamond jewelry from the jewelry box on the dressing table, which was luxurious yet generous.

Qingting was stunned, "Change clothes? Do you want to go out?"

He was busy all by himself, "Yes, there will be a show later, do you want me to help?"

Qingting was puzzled, but didn't ask further, "I'm here by myself."

It was a bright red satin silk dress, with bare shoulders and a long skirt that dragged the floor. The skirt was designed like a blooming lotus flower. When she walked around for a while, she swayed gracefully and was so beautiful.

It was the first time for Qingting to wear bright red clothes, it was too bright and uncomfortable.

But looking at the figure in the mirror, she can't deny that she is very suitable to wear red, which shows dignified elegance, fire-like enthusiasm, and the beauty that belongs to her alone.

The whole set of diamond jewelry, necklaces, earrings, and bracelets echo each other, playing a finishing touch and shining brightly under the lights.

Leng Qirui didn't know when he stood behind her, his black eyes flashed with surprise, "It's so beautiful, it seems that I have a good eye, do you like it?"

Qing Ting nodded slightly, her eyes fell on him, showing obsession in her eyes, he was wearing a high-end custom-made handmade suit, the silver-gray color suits him very well, the red tie added a different flavor, his figure is slender, tall and straight, good-looking It makes people unable to turn their eyes away.

"I like it, when did you buy it?"

"Someone just delivered it." Leng Qirui seemed to remember something, took her hand and stood in front of the wardrobe, opened the door, and there was a whole row of clothes, colorful and different styles, and several more Designer bags and accessories. "These are all prepared for you."

Qingting came suddenly, and he carried her to the plane without even packing her luggage. She was still worrying, but she didn't expect him to be so careful and consider everything.

This is love!Always put her first and consider everything for her!

Leng Qirui took her for a ride in the bustling streets, the air was cool and fresh, and the city was dotted with colorful neon lights, brightly lit, like a never-night sky.

The wind blows into the car window, the blue hair dances, Qingting smiles, her mood is high, and she is indescribably happy.

The car stopped suddenly, "Here we are."