The villain is so cute

Chapter 393 The President Chasing His Wife at the Crematorium (52)

"Anti-wolf."

Li Ming sighed and touched He Huai's little cheek.

"You look very attractive, you have to protect yourself when I'm not here."

A mouthful of old blood choked in He Huai's throat.

Didn't he protect well before dawn?

Let alone a wolf, as long as it is a creature that can take a breath, it is basically afraid to approach it by accident...

"I think……"

He still seems to want to die.

Just looking at Li Mingjing's eyes.

He Huai had no choice but to be cruel to himself.

"Can I apply for another one?"

"Add what?"

"In addition to physical exercise, add a little soothing kind of mind."

Li Ming understood this time, and nodded without rejecting.

"what ever."

If you still have strength.

She believes that with the physical fitness of the president who has been working overtime all year round, that set of training can be achieved.

Even if he tried to soothe his soul, he was powerless.

Looking at her expression, He Huai knew that she was very confident in herself.

He thought he had already passed the age of youth and frivolity.

Will not be provoked by anyone again.

Unexpectedly, there will be a day when it will be questioned.

"That's good." He Huai gritted his teeth and sneered, "Let's start tomorrow."

……

back home.

Liming sat on the sofa, staring at He Huai.

He Huai glanced at her and saw that her eyes were full of hunger.

Not to myself, but to the food kind.

"hungry?"

Liming nodded repeatedly.

He groaned, dragged his voice, and said:

"Then I need to change clothes."

Li Ming sat down obediently, "I'll wait for you."

Seeing her cute appearance, He Huai snorted coldly.

That's the time to be good.

"It's not convenient for me to change it by myself." He unbuttoned it with one hand, lowered his eyes and said, "You have to help me, right?"

Liming is still cute.

"Yeah, I'm going to get the apron."

"Go."

Dawn was fast, and immediately took out the apron from the kitchen.

The apron was chosen by Liming herself.

The pink and tender kind.

Liming himself doesn't like pink very much, but when he thought that it suits He Huai very well, he made a decision and chose it.

He Huai looked at the pink apron and got used to it, and stretched out his hand without changing his expression.

He even felt fortunate that it was just the color, and there were no fancy patterns.

Dawn draped his black overcoat over his arm and tied the strings of his apron.

"There!" she said.

The perfect bow was born!

The apron is fine.

He Huai passed his hand over and said, "Sleeves."

"Oh."

Liming grabbed his hand and folded up the sleeve, revealing a strong arm.

It was impossible for He Huai to be peaceful, so he deliberately hooked his fingertips on her hand, but was slapped off by Li Ming.

"Don't move."

He Huai snorted, his voice was faint, and he said slowly:

"If your hand hurts from being slapped, you won't be able to cook..."

Li Ming looked at him, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

"Then you know now." He Huai said.

If you want him to do something, you have to pay the price.

Others may be hollowed out.

In Liming's case, he can't be too ruthless, he can only take advantage of other aspects.

Just holding hands, nothing more.

There are many more waiting for her.

……

After He Huai entered the kitchen.

Li Ming sat on the sofa and started flipping through the notebooks he brought back.

When Chen Qianqian was gossiping, she would write down the brief names and events in her notebook.

She sorted it out and finally came up with a list of more than 20 people.

(End of this chapter)