Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Su Zhixi heard his laughter, the whole person is not good!

"I...I mean it!" Su Zhixi was sad and anxious, and her tears fell down. "What's this called growing, don't tease me..."

She was sad to say nothing, and put her head in his shoulder socket, her heart was overwhelmed with self-blame and guilt.

If she knew she should listen to him obediently, why should she succeed?

As a result, she caused him trouble again.

Thinking of this, her nose was sour.

Su Zhixi felt for the first time that perhaps the person who should really be with him was Ye Shutong, not her...

He Jingyao was stunned for a long time to see her sad and blamed herself for this.

He twitched his lips, trying to control his smile, so as not to continue to stimulate her.

"It's okay, I know you did your best, and it's not your fault." He Jingyao comforted softly, "Since the wife's attitude towards you, it means that Mr. President is very angry with me, after all, it's me Wrong."

After hearing this, Su Zhixi was even more sad, sobbing and saying, "If you are not here to see me..."

He Jingyao was helpless, lifted her jaw, blocked her lips hard, and gave her a long and hot kiss, until the woman in her arms became completely soft, he stopped.

The voice of the man is hoarse: "You silly woman, no matter how strange this thing is, you can't blame your head. If it wasn't Ye Shutong's calculation, Huo Yanhui's deception, how could I offend Mr. President? Both of them are the culprits. ,right?"

Su Zhixi bit her lip.

She knew that He Jingyao was comforting her, but the more she was, the more she blamed herself.

Why... this man is so good to himself that he almost tolerates her with no bottom line.

Even if she did something wrong, he didn't care about it at all, as if it was not a fuss at all.

Instead, she was able to cause him trouble, which made him feel relieved.

Su Zhixi held his neck vigorously, with a loud voice: "Jing Yao..."

After that, her tears burst out again.

"Don't cry." He Jingyao felt the wetness on his shoulders, and was really helpless. "For me, it's really just a small thing, believe me, eh?"

"Well." Su Zhixi nodded obediently without wanting to keep him worried.

He Jingyao lifted her sobbing face, her eyes deep, her voice hoarse: "If you really blame yourself, be a little better at night, eh?"

Su Zhixi couldn't cry anymore, but couldn't laugh anymore, he started hiccuping uncontrollably, looking very funny.

He Jingyao couldn't help but smiled lowly, and took a wet wipe to wipe her face, slightly disgusted and said, "The makeup is crying."

Su Zhixi quickly closed her mouth.

...

After returning to the Wanhe Qianfeng Park, He Jingyao took her back to the room and washed her face to remove makeup.

Su Zhixi was a little embarrassed, saying that he had to come by himself several times, but no one was allowed.

He wiped her face with a towel, as if treating this as a kind of welfare.

Su Zhixi had no choice but to let him rub around on his face.

In the end, He Jingyao was finally satisfied, put down the towel and said, "This is clean."

When he finished speaking, he chuckled and put her lips together.

Su Zhixi hugged his neck, opened his teeth obediently and let him drive straight in... After a kiss, both of them gasped.