The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Ji Wenhan's thin lips curled up as he poked the girl's cheek.

The soft touch made her skin feel very nice and soft, as if it would bounce back.

"You're up, Xiaxia."

"Wenhan..." the girl opened her eyes.

Her eyelashes were like a small fan, thick and straight. They trembled slightly, revealing a pair of black jade-like eyes.

She looked at him, and her eyes gradually turned clear from her befuddled state.

Her delicate and beautiful appearance was reflected in Ji Wenhan's deep eyes.

"Wake up, little lazy worm."

Lowering his head, Ji Wenhan's nose tip touched Xia Ling.

"Wenhan!" Xia Ling called out. She raised her hand softly and hooked it around his neck, acting coquettishly. "Can you not wake up? You're skipping work today, right? Stay with me, let's sleep together again."

Looking at Ji Wenhan, who was a little messy, but still exuded an alluring man's scent.

He was wearing white pajamas. His facial features were handsome, and his gaze toward her was filled with gentleness.

This gentleness was not explicit, but it carried a sense of indulgence. People who truly loved each other could see the gentleness in each other's eyes that was engraved into their bones.

It's like you're the world to each other.

It was not easy to conquer Ji Wenhan, she spent so much energy!

Xia Ling just wanted to curl up in Ji Wenhan's arms and sleep until the end of time.

Work and all that...

We'll talk about it when we wake up?

Ji Wenhan rubbed her head. "I can't today. I'm going to announce to the people in the company the identity of the future president's wife. Xiaxia, it's such an important day, are you sure you want to be absent?"

Let the future CEO's wife know that this is her?

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Then! Carry me up!"

Xia Ling was smiling so much that her eyes were curved. She lay on the bed and stretched out her hand towards Ji Wenhan.

There was a faint smile in her deep eyes.

Ji Wenhan got off the bed.

Standing by the bed, he leaned over and his slender hand wrapped around the girl's waist, supporting her leg.

With a little force, the girl who was lying on the bed was directly lifted into the air by him.

"Wenhan! What do you think I'll wear today?"

Xia Ling leaned against Ji Wenhan's chest. She looked at him from his embrace, her black eyes clear and clean.

Ji Wenhan lowered his head to look at her. Ji Wenhan carried the girl in his arms and steadily walked out of the room.

He asked again, "What do you want to wear?"

His deep and magnetic voice was particularly seductive in response.

A small smile bloomed on the girl's lips, but it was also filled with dissatisfaction.

"That beige one is not bad. White is fine too. I'm a little uncertain myself. Help me choose one later!"

"Okay, I'll look at it later."

In the living room, a servant was cleaning.

Suddenly, they saw Ji Wenhan carrying Xia Ling out like this. The tall and stern man was hugging the girl with a bright smile in his arms.

This scene was extremely beautiful and sweet.

They lowered their heads and greeted in a low voice

"Good morning, sir, madam!"

Sir, madam?

Ji Wenhan, who was steadily climbing the stairs, stopped in his tracks and looked down at the girl in his arms.

"Did you hear that? What did they call you?"

There was a smile on his face.

That faint smile was in the man's deep, ink-like eyes, and it looked gently at Xia Ling's face.

In a daze, Xia Ling's face turned slightly red and her ears turned red. "I haven't married you yet, who asked them to call me names?"

Ji Wenhan whispered in her ear again

"It's not shouting, it's just a preview. My wife is naturally beautiful, of course, she looks good in anything!"