The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"Hello, Chen Chen."

She picked it up, Chen Chen just left, what will happen?

"I'm going to eat crayfish tomorrow night."

Chen Chen's voice was as indifferent as ever.

"What?"

She thought she had heard wrong.

"Supper, spicy crayfish, extremely spicy, abnormally spicy."

"...Understood, I will tell the kitchen." Cheng Lianxun was ashamed, "Anything else to order?"

"No more, you order the others."

He hung up after finishing speaking.

Holding the phone, she moved her lips several times before making any sound.

"Calling just for this? You say the same after school tomorrow."

She was defeated by Chen Chen, the brain circuit of Xueba is so strange?

Laying on the sofa, waiting for someone while playing with the phone.

It was earlier than eleven o'clock, and she fell asleep after playing.

When she was awakened by the slight sound, she opened and squinted her eyes, and vaguely saw two people standing beside the sofa.

"Brother Zhuo..."

Soft and sweet voice, calling softly.

Seeing her in a drowsy sleep, Cheng Xianzhe's heart ached for a moment.

She was drowsy, but it was in her drowsy state that her inner voice was revealed.

The first person she called was not his father.

It can be seen that in her heart, the status of her father is not as high as that of her boyfriend.

"Hey, you go on sleeping."

Zhuo Dingding coaxed softly, bent down and hugged her by the waist, his movements were extremely gentle.

She was so confused that she forgot where she was and what she was doing.

As soon as I closed my eyes in his generous and warm arms, I really continued to sleep.

Cheng Xianzhe was struck by lightning and froze in place.

What did he just hear?

Master Zhuo's voice is so gentle, trying to coax his daughter to sleep?

As soon as Zhuo Dingding turned around with the person in his arms, he met the shocked father-in-law who couldn't believe it.

"That, that, I'll go back first, so I won't bother Mr. Zhuo."

Cheng Xianzhe came back to his senses in an instant under the cold and emotionless gaze of the other party.

He stammered, then turned and left.

I don't even want my daughter...

He didn't look back at his daughter until he went out.

I don't know if he really forgot to take his daughter away, or if he left her in Villa No. 1 by default.

Zhuo Dingding carried the little man upstairs.

When she was gently placed on the bed, she suddenly opened her eyes.

"Zhuo, Brother Zhuo."

As she was about to fall asleep, her reflex arc was not the slightest bit slow.

Only then did she vaguely remember that one of the two figures she saw earlier was her father.

"You sleep."

Caressing the top of her hair, he was as gentle as coaxing a child to sleep.

"No, where is my dad?"

She looked dumbfounded, as if she wasn't fully awake yet.

She came tonight on a mission, to bring her father to see him, why accidentally fell asleep.

"He's back."

He took the quilt and covered her.

"Go back?" Her whole brain was instantly awake, she waved the quilt excitedly, and sat up suddenly, "He went back? Then what should I do?"

Grandma is still at home.

Grandma would kill her if she found out that she was spending the night in Villa No. 1.

"He's going back to him, you can sleep peacefully, and I'll take you back tomorrow morning."

Holding her thin shoulders, he pressed hard, and she lay down again.

"No, grandma will scold me if she finds out."

She climbed up his arm and put her arms around his neck. When he straightened up, she also sat up.

If grandma is not at home, she can still be presumptuous.

Grandparents are at home, how dare she mess around.

"Do you really want to go back now?"

Zhuo Dingding frowned slightly.