Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 1963: The tyrant's kiss

Chapter 1963: The tyrant’s kiss

Translator: 549690339

When there was no one else around, khiton’s signature warm and amiable face showed li junyu’s original cold expression.

The man’s handsome face revealed a trace of coldness as he pointed out without mercy, ” “Zhan Yang isn’t teaching you. He’s torturing you. You don’t even have enough rest with your big belly, yet they actually set up so many strange things for you.”

In the eyes of others, this business information might be cla.s.sified information that could not be bought with money.

However, li junyu did not care about it at all. Instead, he was a little dissatisfied with the rush to let ruan Mengmeng inherit the Fenghuo group.

His little woman was pregnant with triplets. Even if she was physically strong, there would be times when she could not keep up with the energy.

As her biological father, Zhan Yang didn’t let Mengmeng rest in peace at this time. Instead, he used all sorts of methods to instill these things that made one sad.

Li junyu’s dark brows were tightly furrowed. He threw the doc.u.ments in his hands onto the desk.

“We won’t look at these doc.u.ments anymore, Yingying. Be good, I’ll carry you to the bed to rest.” The man’s slender and strong arms carried his little wife horizontally and he was about to get up.

wait … ruan Mengmeng grabbed her husband’s collar with both hands. no, dad said that he has to be checked tonight. I can’t let him down.

His wife raised her pretty face, her almond-shaped eyes s.h.i.+ning.

Although learning these things was more tiring than ruan Mengmeng had imagined, she did not want to disappoint Zhan Yang.

She felt that this was a kind of inheritance, a father’s inheritance to his daughter.

The opportunity to learn under the guidance of her father was extremely precious to ruan Mengmeng.

hubby, kiss me again. Kiss me again, muah muah. ruan Mengmeng pouted, her soft and tender lips moving closer to the thin lips of the khiton that were pursed into a cold straight line.

She was dizzy from reading the doc.u.ments, and she needed a kiss from Lord tyrant.

The man didn’t want his little wife to be sad, but he couldn’t stop her soft pink lips from coming closer to him.

Khiton’s long, narrow, and deep eyes suddenly sank. He did not hesitate to pinch that round and cute little chin and kiss his little wife’s alluring lips ruthlessly.

Oh, no, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait … at first, ruan Mengmeng only wanted to ask for a kiss so that she could continue to study those heavy doc.u.ments.

However, as li junyu continued to kiss her, the situation became a little off.

The man’s large hand ran through her soft, cloud -like long hair and clasped it tightly behind her head.

Ruan Mengmeng could barely move. Li junyu pressed her into his arms and nibbled on her soft and tender lips, not knowing how satisfyingly satisfied he was.

don’t whine. We’re not done with the proper business yet. ruan Mengmeng finally got the chance to catch her breath, and her little hand was weakly pressed against the man’s hard chest.

She had no doubt that if it were not for the three babies in her stomach, li junyu would have pushed her onto the desk and whined.

“It’s too much of a pain to look at those things. You’re not allowed to look at them anymore today.” The man’s voice was hoa.r.s.e with a hint of seductiveness. When it hit her ear, it made ruan Mengmeng feel as if her bones had been pulled out. She was like a newborn kitten weakly nestled in his strong arms. All of a sudden, ruan Mengmeng did not have the heart to resist.

Or perhaps, she should just follow his wishes.

After all, he was her li junyu.

Her husband, her most, most beloved Lord tyrant.

The way ruan Mengmeng looked at li junyu melted. His kiss was strong yet gentle, and he was slowly invading her breath..