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.

him to wander aimlessly in the streets. She said it can promote

romantic experience to wander on the street at midnight with a woman

to lean on his

squatted down in front of

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

asleep peacefully on his back, her head drooping on his neck, and the even breath was blowing on his skin.

carried her to the hotel, ordered a room at the

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

her head,

She raised her head in a daze, opened her eyes, and saw

mirror was lazy, charming, and

"Where is it?" she asked.

place which allows you to release

Chloe Malan bit his neck so hard that

woman, are you a vampire zombie?"

him go

is really pretty. If I were a vampire, I really want to

Hoyle smiled.

put her down suddenly, and 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

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

his lips, "Don't hurry. There is a camera!"

moment, Chloe Malan cleverly rolled over

word