Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife!

Chapter 819



819 There’s a high energy Alert ahead, we’re not driving

The young girl quickly hid the gift and was about to go out to look for li junyu when the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

She turned to look at the door and, unexpectedly, she met a pair of deep eyes.

Li junyu’s eyes darkened. He did not know if ruan Mengmeng had recovered.

Although he had heard her laugh just now, it had only been that one sound.

He wasn’t sure if she had recovered from her low mood.

Just as li junyu was about to walk closer to take a look, the young girl suddenly called out.

hubby Yingluo, ” ruan Mengmeng’s soft and pleasant voice drifted over.

Just like that, li junyu’s hand on the doorknob stopped.

He thought he had heard wrong. The girl was usually very shy. She would only obediently call him hubby when she did something wrong or needed his help.

The man raised his eyes and looked towards the bedroom.

However, he saw ruan Mengmeng’s petite figure running over quickly. She spread her arms and pounced on him.

Li junyu’s long and strong arms caught the little kitten that pounced at him steadily.

“Yes, hubby, Yingluo, why are you ignoring me? are you angry? I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s your birthday today and I still neglected you Yingluo, I’m sorry, don’t be angry Yingluo.”

After ruan Mengmeng woke up, she regretted it so much that she wanted to die.

Her performance today was really terrible.

She had been in a daze ever since she received the call, and she even ignored li junyu, who had promised to celebrate his birthday.

Cold treatment?

Li junyu furrowed his brows. His originally expressionless face looked even more serious and cold.

So, Mrs. Li had been giving him the cold shoulder just now?

Mm, very good Yingluo

Li junyu made a mental note of this.

There was an invisible calendar in his mind. When he opened the calendar, he saw that the page with ‘5th of June’ had five ‘positive’ words.

Now, under the five ‘heads’, there was another drawing.

Five ‘positive’s plus one stroke, that was exactly 26 times-

Lord tyrant started to worry.

There were 24 hours in a day, and he had accumulated 26 times. What if he ran out of time on June 5th?

Ruan Mengmeng had no idea that her husband had been silently drawing the word” a few times to suppress his anger that he had no way to vent.

She was still apologizing obediently.

However, as she was falling, she suddenly realized that li junyu had let go of her arms. She suddenly felt her body turn cold, and her heart felt empty.

However, the next second, she saw li junyu reaching out his large, broad hand to her.

“What?” Ruan Mengmeng tilted her head and blinked.

What did that mean?

Li junyu, who had already finished drawing the” character silently and was temporarily satisfied, said calmly, “A gift.”

Present?

Ruan Mengmeng’s mind was still on apologizing. She was stunned for a second before she suddenly understood.

oh, oh, oh. Right, right. Present, Zhenzhen. ruan Mengmeng suddenly remembered that she had not given li junyu the birthday present that she had carefully prepared.

Originally, they had agreed that li junyu would leave the entire night for her.

But in the end, she had messed it up.

The young girl felt guilty and wanted to take out the gift without thinking.

Fortunately, he suddenly remembered it at the critical moment.

No, she couldn’t just give the gift away like this.

A gift needed to be presented with a sense of ceremony so that li junyu would never forget it.

Don’t be impulsive, calm down, calm down.

The young girl muttered to herself. Suddenly, she raised her head and said softly, ”

“Um, hubby, can you wait for me in bed?”

Li junyu:

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