The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1370 As far as the eye can see, it will last forever ([-])
Li Weizheng turned around and held Zhang Cuilan's hands in his palms, looking at her with tenderness in his phoenix eyes, "Okay, I will not die, and grow old together with you."

Zhang Cuilan snorted shyly, "It's not too bad."

Li Wei was on a business trip, and he left for a month, leaving his newly married wife at home alone.

In fact, the Nabi business in City G doesn't require him to go there in person, but, staying at home, he doesn't know how to face Zhang Cuilan at all, so he makes an excuse to go on a business trip.

By the way, go over there and see a doctor.

Li Gonglu's family is busy opening a factory, and they don't have time to criticize. Only Hu Yue'e occasionally makes sarcastic remarks.

During the day, Zhang Cuilan went to her mother-in-law's residence to chat with her about the family affairs. At night, whether it was Li Weizheng's orders before the business trip or her uncle and sister-in-law caring for her, the siblings came here in turn. Sometimes they were together, and Zhang Cuilan would not be so lonely.

Zhang Cuilan's nightmare started after Li Weizheng came back from a business trip.

Li Wei arrived home at noon, and the family returned to their own residence after having dinner at the old man's residence in the evening.

On the way, Zhang Cuilan and Li Wei were complaining.

"Weizheng, during your absence, mom and grandpa asked me every day if there was any movement in my stomach."

Li Weizheng slightly tightened his phoenix eyes, "What do you say?"

Zhang Cuilan glanced at him complainingly, "I told mom and grandpa, you're going on a business trip after two days of marriage, how could it be so fast."

Hearing Zhang Cuilan's words, Li Weizheng secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He thought that this woman would tell the truth and shirk responsibility.

"Weizheng," Zhang Cuilan twisted her clothes unconsciously, and said as she walked towards her own residence, "We've been married for a month, and you haven't even touched anyone."

Li Weizheng turned his eyes and looked at the sad woman, without saying a word, as if he was waiting for her to continue.

"Weizheng, tell me what I did wrong, if..."

Zhang Cuilan pursed her lips, looking at the woman's tangled appearance, Li Weizheng subconsciously asked, "What if?"

"If you have other women in your heart, tell me, and I will make room for you." After speaking, Zhang Cuilan pursed her lips again.

"What are you thinking?" Li Wei was pulling Zhang Cuilan over, with mixed feelings in his heart.

This woman is not only kind but also understanding, how could he give up such a good woman.

Zhang Cuilan raised her eyes, it was already autumn, the sky was dark early, the street lamps on both sides of the road gave off dim light, under the light, the woman's eyes were more dazzling than the stars.

Li Wei's heart moved slightly. This time, he saw a doctor over there, acupuncture, and medication, but he never had a chance to check the effect.

"There are no women outside, why don't you touch me?" Zhang Cuilan asked relentlessly.

Looking at the woman's wayward appearance, Li Weizheng said with a smile, "I've been busy with the wedding some time ago, and I'm tired. I'll make up for it tonight."

Meeting Li Weizheng's gentle eyes, Zhang Cuilan bit her lip shyly.

After a month of treatment, Li Weizheng gained confidence, and when he returned to the room, he pressed Zhang Cuilan on the bed. When he was kissing, he eagerly stripped off her clothes. Feeling the subtle change in himself, Li Weizheng was overjoyed and put Zhang Cuilan on the bed. Stripped naked.

Although he knew that he was smaller than a normal adult man, as long as he was hard enough, there would be no problem.

On the mahogany bed, the woman bit her lip and her eyes were blurred, she knew what was going to happen next, although she was looking forward to it, she was also nervous.

Stretching his body and waiting for the "pain" he had heard, Li Wei was propping up his body slightly, his tone deliberately lowered with a sense of bewitching.

"Cuilan, are you ready?"

(End of this chapter)