Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

"Oh." Chi Eun ate with a spoon stupidly, while eating, peeking at him.

That was the spoon she had used with her saliva on it, and Li Beijue used it directly.

In this way, are they indirect kissing?

She didn't know how many times she had kissed this man directly, but now Chi Eun'en felt a strange feeling in her heart. His cheeks were burning with fire, and even his heartbeat thumped faster.

Don't jump!

She suppressed her heartbeat, took two deep breaths, and finally became normal.

After eating the pineapple rice, the man who had been cold-faced was in a much better mood. He even offered to accompany her to the night market.

Chi En'en couldn't ask for it, and finally came to the beach, so she didn't want to go back to the hotel immediately. However, she did not forget that the man next to her was a busy man, and she raised her head and said, "I may go shopping for a while. Are you sure you want to stay with me? Are you busy? If you are still busy, you don’t need to accompany me specifically. Go busy. That's it for you, butler Huo can be with me."

What does this woman mean? Li Beijue's eyes darkened, and he asked her sharply, "Chi En'en, are you afraid that I will be busy, or do you wish I was busy and not disturb you?"

Cautious thinking was dismantled, she looked away vainly, and denied, "No, I just heard the housekeeper Huo say that there is an important meeting to be held when you come to the country, and I am afraid it will delay you."

Butler Huo.

Butler Huo.

She had said Huo Yi's name no less than three times since just now, and Li Beijue didn't know why, and there was a burst of discomfort in her heart. Finally, the sunny face seemed to be gloomy again. He strongly grabbed the wrist of the little woman next to him, folded his fingers together, and said tolerantly, "Do you believe in Huo Yi?"

Although Chi En'en was puzzled by the monk Zhang Er who he asked about, the instinct of small animals still made her feel dangerous. Cleverly avoided the questioning and looked at him, "Isn't Steward Huo yours? Shouldn't I believe him?"

Li Beijue was pleased by her saying ‘your person’, and with a thin lips, the storm that was about to gather under his eyes instantly dissipated cleanly.

He loosened Chi En'en's wrists, put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, and said grimly, "He is my person, and you must remember this in the future. Only mine can be trusted!"

"..." Emma, ​​sick!

Chi Enen turned away speechlessly, and walked forward first, strolling around the night market.

Li Beijue was in a good mood, and his attitude was naturally good. She actually walked around with her from house to house without being impatient.

Finally, Chi En'en stopped in front of a booth where he bought trinkets. Squatting there for a long time, picking up a pair of ear studs, and offering treasures as if to raise them to him, "Li Beijue, what do you think of this?"

"So-so." For Li Jue, who is used to seeing good things, it's a shame to say so-so in front of one-on-one gadgets that can't be seen.

In fact, in his opinion, the pair of small pearl earrings held in Chi En'en's hands can only be described as crude. The only good point is that there is no fancy bells and whistles.

Chi En'en curled his lips, took the things in front of him again, and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. She stood up and asked the shop owner, "Boss, how much is this?"