He has always been ruthless and decisive.

Asking yourself doesn't need anyone's concern.

Always just want to protect her and spoil her. Unexpectedly, one day, she was sheltered by the weak.

That feeling

It's so weak and moving.

In front of her, his heart was colder than the glacier, and he was melting fast.

Bai Jingxuan's clothes were all worn by Li Tinghe for her.

I can't help it. Her whole body is sore. It's because he was too fierce last night.

It hasn't been adjusted yet.

Fortunately, Li Tinghe, who couldn't even ask for his eyes, served her personally, and her heart was bubbling with sweetness.

Sitting in the living room, the chef has already prepared breakfast.

Bird's nest, Abalone Porridge, scallop stew

Almost everything she likes.

It's nice to have a rich husband who still loves her. You can enjoy... Waste level, no, it's Queen level treatment without moving.

She leaned lazily on the sofa, and Li Tinghe sat next to her, holding a bowl of bird's nest in her hand and scooping it up to her lips.

When the meal comes, she is responsible for opening her mouth.

When the soup comes, she is responsible for swallowing it.

A row of majestic bodyguards stood two meters behind the sofa and watched Master Li spoil his wife... There was not even a lower limit.

Isn't master Li the king of hell who worries when ghosts see him?

At the young lady's house, the king of hell has changed to be the male god in heaven.

Bai Jingxuan took out her mobile phone to brush her blog. The comment area had already drowned her neck.

[goddess, you pulled Luo Yinjie out! God, how did you do it!]

[goddess, hello SA, marry me. Although I am a woman, I will love you!]

[Bai Dong, you still have foresight and firm stand. Your husband is really wronged. I've seen the photo of the hotel bed under Yang Qiao. It's really Luo Yinjie. Yang Qiao deserved his psycho suicide. It has nothing to do with our Master Li. Alas, even master Li doesn't believe it. I'm wrong...]

[apologize to master Li for me. How can I scold Master Li? With goddess Xuan, Master Li doesn't like Yang Qiao...]

Bai Jingxuan looked at the comment area with satisfaction and glanced at Tinghe. "Husband, many girls asked for an apology. They said that they shouldn't have misunderstood you and pressured Yang Qiao. You can express your opinion."

"Let them die." the cold male voice, without a trace of temperature.

"..." Bai Jingxuan kept silent for a second and sent a line of words on her neck:

[I asked. Tinghe doesn't care about everyone's misunderstanding.]

[WOW! Master Li replied. God, my male God doesn't care... Male god, when will you cheat on me?]

[earth, male god, look at me.]

[you can die upstairs. Dare to rob people under the encirclement of my goddess and wait to eat bricks!]

The comment area was immediately in full swing.

"Young madam, can Li's stock still be bought?" he Qiang asked dogleg aside.

"The opening price will rise by the limit," she asserted. "You can't buy it today."

Bai Jingxuan said, using her mobile phone to register the securities account. As soon as Li's shares opened, they went up the limit. "Li Tinghe slept with Yang Qiao, which made so much trouble. Li's group has almost attracted global attention. Now Li Tinghe is white, and the stock doesn't go up."

"Oh, why didn't Li's stock be sold?" he Qiang was distressed with his mobile phone. "Sure enough, I can't buy it with money."

Bai Jingxuan stroked Wei Gu's belly, waved her hand and motioned her husband not to feed again. "Husband, I'm full."