Demonic Cool Husband: Loving His Naughty Little Wife

Le Xiaocha couldn't help but blushed, her words were a little coquettish and angry, saying that she was angry was really not convincing at all.

"Really? Then please show me your anger quickly. What I like most is seeing you angry." Her words made him even more proud.

"You... you'll bully me..." Eye sockets turned red slightly, Le Xiaocha's mouth was flattened, and she looked at him with a look about to cry.

"Um, I'm just joking with you, don't cry." Seeing her wanting to cry, Luo Huaixi suddenly panicked.

"Who told you to bully others, you bully others, and you still don't make them cry, you are so overbearing." He sniffled cooperatively, with a pitiful look on his face.

"Who made you so cute? I can't help but want to bully you because you are so cute. In the final analysis, you are the one who is wrong." Luo Huaixi shamelessly defended herself.

"You...you bully me and say such things. You are not human, so I don't care about you." Can this man be more shameless?Obviously he was the one who bullied her, but he blamed her. She was so angry that she punched him twice, and then pushed him hard, "Let me go."

"Don't let go, don't think that I will let you go." He could easily grab her with one hand.

"Why are you grabbing me? Let go." Seeing that she couldn't break free from him, Le Xiaocha could only stare at him with her big round eyes wide open.

"Of course I want to love you well." After Luo Huaixi finished speaking, she suddenly reached out to wrap her arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms, then raised the back of her head, and kissed her tenderly she.

"Well..." This is someone else's home, how could he kiss her just by kissing her?Le Xiaocha blushed, feeling her heart was about to jump out, she knew she should push him away, but she also knew that she could never refuse his gentle offensive, she was really useless, look Well, as if consciously conscious, his hands have been involuntarily wrapped around his neck, slowly indulging in his sweet and woven tenderness.

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After Zhao Yi left his home, he drove straight to Qin Ran's seaside villa.

He had just stepped into the gate when he grabbed a maid with one hand and yelled fiercely: "Where is that kid?"

"Mr. Zhao, you... who are you looking for?" Stared at by his fierce eyes, the maid's face turned pale. In her impression, Zhao Yi always had a playful and smiling face, without any airs, never showing off. It was the first time she saw a man with a temper like this, his fierce eyes seemed to want to swallow her up.

"Mo Li, where is he?" Seeing her frightened look, Zhao Yi let her go and lowered his voice.

"Both he and the young master are missing." Before the maid could answer her question, a cold male voice came from behind.

"Your young master is gone. If you don't look for him, what are you still doing here?" Zhao Yi didn't need to turn his head to know who the speaker was.

"I've been looking for a day and a night, but there's no trace." The young master disappeared, and he was absolutely no less anxious than him. Ning Chen slowly descended the stone steps, with a tired look on his resolute face, it was obvious that he had disappeared overnight. Sleeplessly looking for someone.

"You haven't found anyone yet, do you want to give up?" Zhao Yi suddenly turned around, staring at him with narrow and sharp eyes like ice.