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.

in the streets. She

was a very romantic experience to wander on

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

hopped on his back unceremoniously, and put her hands around his

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

the hotel, ordered a room at

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

head, "Babe,

a daze, opened her eyes, and saw

was

it?" she

"A place which allows you to release your desire." He teased her again.

Malan bit his neck so hard that he grinned in pain.

woman, are you a vampire zombie?"

let him go contentedly, admiring the masterpiece she had left on

pretty. If I were a vampire,

Hoyle smiled.

to the ground, he quickly turned around and caught her waist, pushed her against the wall, and put his palm into her

deep, and there was a

his lips, "Don't

glanced at the top of his head. In this moment, Chloe Malan cleverly rolled over

you think that the word 'punish' is always stereotypical?"