Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Although her mind was trying to be natural, Duan Manyu still counseled when she saw Zhou leaving the field.

Looking at his face, her throat was dry and her mind became blank. She didn't know what to say.

Or did Zhou Liye first say, "washed?"

"Well..." she almost pronounced with her nose.

He walked towards her. Her heart beat uncontrollably. He only saw that he was getting closer and closer to her. He looked at his hand slowly extending towards her, and then lifted a strand of her hair. "It's still a little wet. Let me blow it dry for you." he said, and led her to the dressing table.

Just... Blow your hair?! She breathed a sigh of relief, but there seemed to be another disappointment.

God, what's her disappointment? Does she want him to do anything further? Duan Manyu spits on himself in his heart.

Zhou Liye asks Duan Manyu to sit down, then takes the hair dryer and starts blowing Duan Manyu's hair.

Slender fingers, like a comb, inserted into her hair and stirred her hair, while wisps of wind blew her hair.

Duan Manyu looked at the mirror in front of her. From the mirror, she could clearly see him standing behind her blowing her hair. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, with a shallow radian in his lips. There was tenderness between the tips of his eyebrows.

Is this man... Her husband?

She was stunned to think about how many ups and downs she had experienced. She thought it was no longer possible to be with him in this life. Who could have thought that such ups and downs would happen?!

Maybe she should be glad that he loves her and hasn't changed! Otherwise, even if she regretted, even if she wanted to stay, she might not be able to get a look back at him.

So, she is lucky!

Suddenly, she was surprised and saw him in the mirror. I don't know when he raised his eyes. At the moment, his line of sight was opposite to hers.

She took a sharp breath and suddenly became stiff.

He turned off the hair dryer in his hand, slowly leaned down, and his jaw was a little closer to her shoulder. "Are you looking at me?" his voice whispered in her ear.

"... well," she replied in a low voice.

"You know what? You just looked at me as if you were fascinated." his breath gently sprayed on her ears.

Her ears turned red! He looked at him in the mirror at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"I like you to look at me like this. I like you to be fascinated by me." he murmured low, "Man Yu, we are already husband and wife."

"Yes... Yes." she managed to hold out these words, only to see him pick up her hair scattered around her neck, lips and kiss her hair.

"I love you." his voice sounded in her ear again. Dark eyes fixed on her.

She looked at him. Did he know that his cold and alienated eyes when he saw them for the first time were as gentle as water.

As if she were his most cherished treasure, as if he could do anything for her.

His love for her was all reflected in his eyes.

And she, obviously did not drink, at this moment, she felt very drunk.