President's precious wife

The rich and magnetic voice remembered in my ears. Before I could react, I felt him licking and kissing her back. The lip flap gently swam down from her shoulder, came to her wound and kissed with great favor.

"Does it still hurt?"

No, she doesn't want his false tenderness. She doesn't want to lose her heart completely

In the distance, the white fish belly had been exposed. She looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table and found that it was already six o'clock

He tortured her until it was almost dawn before he let her go, making her almost fall apart as if she had been run over by a car. Su Xiaoxiao lay down again and turned his head to see his sleeping face clearly.

When she reached out to touch his face, he frowned and whispered, "no, Xiaoran, don't jump..."

Hands, stiff in the air.

She drew back her hand and looked at his frown, her heart sinking a little.

She turned her back to him, but she couldn't sleep anymore.

The next morning.

The dawn spread all over the windowsill. Su Xiaoxiao sat on the chair on the balcony and looked at the distant sky. She didn't know what she was thinking, so that she didn't find that young Lord Lu woke up and even came to her side.

He sat opposite her and looked at her in a trance. "What are you thinking?"

Xiaoxiao took back his eyes and fixed them on young Lord Lu. Although he was wearing the shirt last night, it didn't affect his clarity at all, and added a sense of unruly.

The sun fell on the tip of his hair and reflected a layer of gold.

However, his eyes are as secretive as a deep pool, which is difficult to guess.

"What are you doing looking at me like this?" he bent his mouth, buttoned his cufflinks in one hand and naturally handed them to her in the other hand. He helped him button them knowingly. His shirt is a very simple striped shirt, but the cufflinks are exquisite and gorgeous, symbolizing his noble status.

Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of a report she had read, which said that successful men and noble families are inseparable from buttons worth millions. High-grade and expensive cufflinks are a symbol of men's identity

She stroked the button of the dark blue gem and smiled, "isn't it expensive?"

He raised his eyebrows. "You know?"

She buttoned up his sleeves for him. "I just happened to read it in fashion weekly. Expensive Cufflinks represent identity."

He withdrew his hand and stared into her eyes. "Do you like it?"

Xiaoxiao didn't answer. Looking at him, he wanted to stop talking. Young Lord Lu frowned, "do you have something to ask me?"

“……”

Xiaoxiao shook her head. She wanted to ask, but she also knew that she was not qualified to ask him. Maybe she was afraid to know something... Su Xiaoxiao stood up and was ready to leave. Unexpectedly, he held her hand, pulled her over and let her sit on his lap.

"What's on your mind?" his sharp eyes stared at her and made her feel oppressed. He smiled reluctantly. "It's all right. I'll cook something for you. You should go to work."

"Go with me."

"Didn't you fire me?"

"When did I fire you?" he hugged her, closed her waist and smelled her. "No one has the right to fire you except me."

"Now that Lao Li's driver is back, what am I going to do? I want to find a job myself."

"Of course you have something to do," he whispered, suddenly stroking her earlobes. "Go and take out those earrings."

Little helpless, he had to take out the pair of earrings. Lord Lu stood behind her and helped her put them on. "Don't take them off in the future."

"It's inconvenient to wear it when taking a bath."

"Don't take it either."

"I'm afraid of going out and being robbed."

"Who dares!" he said with a smile, but his tone was arrogant. He gave him a small stare. I've never seen such a domineering and arrogant person. Even if he has power and power, he can't reach the disgust of the gangster.

"Go and change your clothes. I'll take you out to eat."

"But I have to pick up Yuyan later." she sent Yuyan to Jiang Yinuo's house early in the morning and had to pick up later.

"Let's go together." he answered casually, turned and put on his suit coat. "You have time to buy me some clothes this afternoon and put them here." he took out a card and handed it to her hand with a small frown. "Where do I know what clothes you want to wear, what brand, or style?"

"You'd better buy it yourself."

He frowned slightly. "You can buy Gucci, Armani and Ermenegildo Zegna at will. Call me if you have any questions." he didn't take back his card and seemed determined to let her finish the task.

In the afternoon, she came to the mall building alone. She didn't know what to buy.

The clothes in the top brand stores in his mouth are very expensive. On weekdays, he wears simple clothes. If she didn't see the marked price on the clothes today, she couldn't believe that his whole set of clothes is like sky high prices.

According to his request, she chose a simple style of shirt, and the shopping guide greeted him. "Excuse me, how big is your husband's size? Tell me, so I can introduce it for you."

SIZE？

She looked at the shopping guide silently, and then gestured, "Er, shoulder is so wide, height, er... It should be 1.85..." she hesitated, making the shopping guide doubt whether she really came to buy clothes.

"Sorry, I don't know his size. Let me have a look first."

The shopping guide smiled reluctantly, made an invitation gesture, followed Su Xiaoxiao closely, as if afraid that she would pick up a valuable dress and run away. Under the gaze of the shopping guide, she came to the special area of the shirt, and a light pink shirt attracted her attention.

She had never seen him wear such a color. Lord Lu's clothes were always dark colors, just like his character.

Such a warm color system does not seem to be in his consideration.

Reach out, ready to pick up the shirt, but in an instant, it was taken by a pair of beautiful Qianqian jade hands.

Looking at Su Manjun in surprise, "sister Manjun?"

Su Manjun looked at her with a smile. "Small, what a coincidence. Will you buy clothes for... Your boyfriend?"

Smelling the speech, Su Xiaoxiao pursed her lips awkwardly, "just ordinary friends."

"Oh, really? I just came to buy clothes for the young Lord." Su Manjun looked at the clothes in his hand and smiled. "It seems that our eyes are the same."

The same is true of the people you like.

Su Manjun hummed coldly in the bottom of his heart, but piled up a smile on his face, "since you liked it first, you can buy it."

Su Manjun handed the shirt to Su Xiaoxiao. The shopping guide quickly asked, "Miss, what's your husband's size?"