The next morning.
Li garden.
The moment his phone vibrated, Lei Xiao reached out his hand.
The voice stopped abruptly.
Lin Hanxing had not woken up and was curled up in Lei Xiao's arms. Perhaps it was because it was too hot, but he moved away a little in disgust.
“……”
The wife-doting demon was a little unhappy.
He reached out and pulled her back into his arms without a word.
Mm, very good.
Lei Xiao's thin lips slightly curved, but in the next second, after being woken up by his wife's glare, his eyebrows immediately drooped down.
This was a new trick he had learned recently.
She pretended to be wronged.
“……”
Lin Hanxing covered his eyes with his hands and couldn't help but laugh.
Was the cold and aloof President eaten by a dog?
"What did sacred hands say?"