Cute Wife:The President Husband Is So Domineering

Knock, knock!

The sound of knocking on the door, accompanied by Zheng Xiang's voice: "Mr. Lu, I bought shoes."

Disturbed by others, Lu Zhanshen's face was a little annoyed. He looked at the villain in his arms and made sure that she didn't go away. Then he got up and opened the door.

Zheng Xiang sent in a pair of flat shoes made of sheepskin. He couldn't hold back his mouth and said, "Mr. Lu, those flaming eyes outside are staring here."

A door, caused too many people's curiosity.

Zheng Xiang pinched a sweat, no matter how strong demand, it should not be so divided, right?

"Thank you, Secretary Zheng. Maybe I'm not used to the new shoes. I've worn my heel out." Joe made a sudden explanation.

What this means is that she stayed in the lounge because her feet were worn out, not because of anything else.

Zheng Xiang glanced inside and laughed.

Then, under someone's threatening gaze, he closed his mouth and left the lounge.

Lu Zhanshen went over, bent down, half knelt on the ground, and put on flat shoes for her: "is the size appropriate?"

He estimated the size of the shoes.

Joe stood up and walked two steps: "well, it's the right size. I usually wear size 35, but I can wear size 36."

Lu Zhan deep smell speech, is a light smile, that pair of small feet Ya son is really small enough.

No matter how she looks, she looks like a child, but she is already his wife.

That kind of feeling, like a lamb finally grow fat, and finally can swallow her raw.

No matter how many times you swallow it, it's not enough.

"Click"

When the door of the rest room was half opened, Zhou Chuyan came in with a gloomy face, and then closed the door.

Looking at the door, Joe's heart was slightly flustered. Subconsciously, she wanted to avoid such a scene: "Mr. Lu, let's go out."

However, Zhou Chuyan spoke first, his voice was very low, and he was angry: "Mr. Lu, do you know? You are destroying a girl. "

Lu Zhanshen put his hands in the trousers pocket of his suit and took a few steps forward. He looked coldly at Zhou Chuyan with a condescending attitude: "it seems that there are some things, no matter how many times I say, you can't understand them?"

So proud look, so indifferent tone, let Zhou Chuyan has been defeated.

He chose to ignore Lu Zhanshen, walked over and held Qiao wanwan's wrist: "why on earth? Is it because of the money? Or for revenge? Aunt Fang has given up all the shares. You have taken back the Qiao group. Why do you want to marry him? Late late, did he force you? "

The moment that the hand is grasped by Zhou Chuyan, Qiao wanwan immediately frowns.

For Zhou Chuyan's touch, she felt from the bottom of her heart that it was hard to bear.

"No one forced me. I volunteered everything." Joe leaned on Lu Zhanshen's side late and took the initiative to hold his arm. "My feet don't hurt anymore. Let's go."

Lu Zhan stood steadily, not intending to leave. His cold eyes were a little more disgusted.

This boy is really haunted?

"Mr. Lu, let's go!" Joe worked hard with both hands, but still couldn't shake the man beside him.

The sound of "Mr. Lu" made Zhou Chuyan's eyes suddenly light up: "evening, what did you just call him? Aren't you married? But why do you call him Mr. Lu? "

Zhou Chuyan's question caught Qiao off guard, and Lu Zhanshen's face became cold and gloomy.

"I, I..."

Zhou Chuyan's tone was aggressive: "wanwan, then tell me, do you love him? Do you really love him? "

This problem, not only let Joe late completely flustered, also let Lu Zhanshen's heart, fiercely smoked.

Lu Zhan looks down at the woman beside him. He can feel that she is holding his hands and exerting herself gradually.

She's nervous!

She's struggling!

And he, he's afraid.

Afraid of her answer

Joe's dark eyes moved slowly and his long curly eyelashes covered his eyes: "Zhou Chuyan, my business has nothing to do with you. Why should I answer your boring question?"

Boring questions.

Oh.

Lu Zhan's eyes and heart were deep. It seemed that he had been gouged out by something, and he felt a stabbing pain.

Zhou Chuyan smiles. Yes, he has nothing to do with her, and there will be no relationship between him and her in the future.

Turning to the door, Zhou Chuyan said: "late, soon, I will marry Xiaoxi. Now aunt Fang and Xiaoxi have lost everything. I will take good care of them."

Joe didn't say anything and didn't have any expression on his face. He was just accepting a very common fact.

In the rest room, it's just each other.

Lu Zhanshen faces Qiao late at night. Her tall and straight body suddenly oppresses her, and her slightly angry eyes make her nowhere to dodge.

He raised his hand, pinched her chin, not strong, but forced her to raise her head.

With her eyes opposite, he cold spit out two words, eyes with a trace of determination: "speak."

Joe's lips trembled, her fingers curled into her palms, and her breathing became thin and laborious.

Talk.

But what do you want her to say?

Do you love him or not?

Silence for a long time, time is still.

Joe slowly released her clenched fingers and quietly looked into his deep eyes. She rolled up her thin lips and began to smile.

"I used to like brother Chuyan, and I began to like him when I was ten years old. I really like him, and I like him very much... At that time, I swore that brother Chuyan would not marry me in my life, and I even told him personally in front of so many classmates... But what he likes is Fang Xiaoxi."

"But all the time, I may have made a mistake. I thought that I like it, maybe it's just dependence. After my mother died, I need a dependence very much, so I regard that feeling as liking."

He listened patiently without interrupting her.

She bit her lips and looked at him with misty eyes. The man in front of her had already occupied her mind and her heart unconsciously.

Next, she is brewing in her heart. How can she describe that feeling?

Love, such an unforgettable word, such a deep feeling, she seems to have no courage to say, at least now, she is still not sure.

However, she can be sure that this man, she has been unable to leave him.

She stood on tiptoe, tried to lift her face, and finally met his lower lip.

"From today on, I will try to be your wife, don't be angry, don't be unhappy, OK?" She took the initiative to embrace him, listening to his heartbeat, eyes closed, lips with a smile, "Lu Zhanshen, I like you."