The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

"Woman, where are you?"

"Go ahead fifty meters, at the T-junction, turn right and go straight thirty meters, upstairs, let’s barbecue."

"Do you know what I want to eat most now?"

"Me." Chloe Malan answered self-knowingly.

"So you know that too." Aoba Hoyle hummed.

Aoba Hoyle found her. She was busy. The table was piled with large trays of various meats and vegetables, and bundles of cold beer.

"You are not afraid of gaining weight?" Women all cared about their figures, especially those women who went on stage to perform like her paid more attention to their appearance.

"You disdain me?" Chloe Malan looked at him with squinting eyes.

"I'm glad you can get fat. If you become uglier, no one will come to grab you." He was always swayed by considerations of gain and loss.

"Go away."

"I am not a ball, I can't roll."

They were full to eat and drink.

of the barbecue bar, Chloe Malan dragged him to wander aimlessly in the streets. She said it

a very romantic experience to wander on the street at midnight

Especially, when she was tired from walking and playing tricks to lean on his back, the feeling of being relied on by a woman was so sweet.

down in front of her, "Come on."

on his back unceremoniously, and put her hands around his neck to

fell asleep peacefully on his back, her head drooping on

ordered a room at the

he can faintly see her red face, a few strands of hair clinging to it,

He patted her head, "Babe, wake up."

her head in a daze, opened her eyes, and saw herself

woman in the mirror was lazy,

is it?" she asked.

which allows you to release

Chloe Malan bit his neck so hard that

you a

Malan smelled the bloody scent and then let him go contentedly, admiring the masterpiece she had left on him.

If I were a vampire, I really

Aoba Hoyle smiled.

when she was about to fall to the ground, he quickly turned around and caught her waist, pushed her against the wall, and put his palm into her clothes, "I was tricked by you all night. I

on his neck was so deep, and there was a trace of blood oozing out of his

to his lips, "Don't hurry. There

and glanced at the top of his head. In this moment, Chloe Malan cleverly rolled over and suppressed him, turning into an attacking

that the word 'punish' is always stereotypical?"