Domineering husband: wealthy baby wife

So, he doesn't care about anything.

It doesn't matter whether she can accept his identity, whether she is hungry or not, and whether she wants him to touch her now, anyway, he will satisfy himself first!

Clinging tightly to her body, Rong Shaoze passionately ignited clusters of flames on her body, Lin Xinlan couldn't resist at all, and could only passively hug him and bear everything he gave.

His hand stroked down her arm, and suddenly touched a small scar.

He stopped and looked over suspiciously, "When did you get this injury?"

"...that time in Hainan."

The man's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and kissed her wound: "Why didn't you tell me?"

He thought that she just had a sprained ankle, but he didn't know that she had a wound on her arm.

After the shooting incident, he first recuperated his wounds, then received news that his father was dying, then dealt with his father's funeral, and then she was kidnapped.

During this time, he had no chance to touch her, nor did he have the energy and time to pay attention to her body.

It was not known until today that she had a wound on her arm.

Annoyance and self-blame flashed in his eyes, and he kissed her wound pityingly, as if after he kissed her, she would not be in pain and the wound would be fine.

His lips gently rubbed her arm, and the scarred wound was a little itchy, she couldn't help shrinking her arm, slightly away from his lips.

"The wound has almost healed, and it's all right now."

Rong Shaoze raised his head, stared deeply at her, and opened his thin lips lightly: "Remember, in the future, if you have any injuries on your body, or if you feel a little uncomfortable, you should tell me, you understand?"

He understood her personality, and if she could bear it, she would not tell others about her discomfort.

But he didn't want her to endure everything, he wanted her to rely on him wholeheartedly and tell him everything.

When she was hurt, no matter how big or small the wound was, she could tell him and seek comfort and care from him. He hoped that she would be like an ordinary little woman, who would act like a baby to him whenever she had anything to do.

Lin Xinlan couldn't help laughing and said, "I'll tell you if I feel a little uncomfortable, don't you think I'm very delicate?"

He smiled and kissed her lips, and said in a low voice: "No, if you tell me everything, I will be happy in my heart. At least it means that the person you rely on the most is me, and you also want to get care and love from me the most. Love."

Lin Xinlan was slightly taken aback, her heart suddenly softened.

If he hadn't loved her sincerely, and his love for her had no impurities or reservations, he wouldn't have allowed her to be so delicate.

You know, if the love is not deep enough, one person does not have much patience to tolerate another person always acting like a baby to him from time to time.

Only when love is deep enough can another person be tolerated unconditionally...

Does Rong Shaoze really love her very much?

She really wanted to ask him when he fell in love with her.

Isn't the person he loves Du Ruoxin?

Why did his love change so easily.

She opened her mouth, but she couldn't ask anything, so what if she asked, it was just adding trouble.

Even knowing that he loves her very much, she will not change her determination to leave him.

She can ignore the pain he gave her, but she can't forget that the child in her stomach was killed by him, and she can't ignore his identity and push Xiao Cong to hell.

There were too many horizontal problems between them, she couldn't get over it at all, and she couldn't be with him at all.So, he doesn't care about anything.

It doesn't matter whether she can accept his identity, whether she is hungry or not, and whether she wants him to touch her now, anyway, he will satisfy himself first!

Clinging tightly to her body, Rong Shaoze passionately ignited clusters of flames on her body, Lin Xinlan couldn't resist at all, and could only passively hug him and bear everything he gave.

His hand stroked down her arm, and suddenly touched a small scar.

He stopped and looked over suspiciously, "When did you get this injury?"

"...that time in Hainan."

The man's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and kissed her wound: "Why didn't you tell me?"

He thought that she just had a sprained ankle, but he didn't know that she had a wound on her arm.

After the shooting incident, he first recuperated his wounds, then received news that his father was dying, then dealt with his father's funeral, and then she was kidnapped.

During this time, he had no chance to touch her, nor did he have the energy and time to pay attention to her body.

It was not known until today that she had a wound on her arm.

Annoyance and self-blame flashed in his eyes, and he kissed her wound pityingly, as if after he kissed her, she would not be in pain and the wound would be fine.

His lips gently rubbed her arm, and the scarred wound was a little itchy, she couldn't help shrinking her arm, slightly away from his lips.

"The wound has almost healed, and it's all right now."

Rong Shaoze raised his head, stared deeply at her, and opened his thin lips lightly: "Remember, in the future, if you have any injuries on your body, or if you feel a little uncomfortable, you should tell me, you understand?"

He understood her personality, and if she could bear it, she would not tell others about her discomfort.

But he didn't want her to endure everything, he wanted her to rely on him wholeheartedly and tell him everything.

When she was hurt, no matter how big or small the wound was, she could tell him and seek comfort and care from him. He hoped that she would be like an ordinary little woman, who would act like a baby to him whenever she had anything to do.

Lin Xinlan couldn't help laughing and said, "I'll tell you if I feel a little uncomfortable, don't you think I'm very delicate?"

He smiled and kissed her lips, and said in a low voice: "No, if you tell me everything, I will be happy in my heart. At least it means that the person you rely on the most is me, and you also want to get care and love from me the most. Love."

Lin Xinlan was slightly taken aback, her heart suddenly softened.

If he hadn't loved her sincerely, and his love for her had no impurities or reservations, he wouldn't have allowed her to be so delicate.

You know, if the love is not deep enough, one person does not have much patience to tolerate another person always acting like a baby to him from time to time.

Only when love is deep enough can another person be tolerated unconditionally...

Does Rong Shaoze really love her very much?

She really wanted to ask him when he fell in love with her.

Isn't the person he loves Du Ruoxin?

Why did his love change so easily.

She opened her mouth, but she couldn't ask anything, so what if she asked, it was just adding trouble.

Even knowing that he loves her very much, she will not change her determination to leave him.

She can ignore the pain he gave her, but she can't forget that the child in her stomach was killed by him, and she can't ignore his identity and push Xiao Cong to hell.

There were too many horizontal problems between them, she couldn't get over it at all, and she couldn't be with him at all.