The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

"It's just kisses, what's the matter? There are kisses of this level in cartoons." Wang Zichen didn't care, and wanted to keep kissing.

Lan Xinhui quickly stretched out her hand to push back, one hand couldn't push, so she added the other hand.

"You made a foul." While holding her waist, Wang Zichen whispered in her ear: "I agreed not to let go, but you just let go of my hand."

"It's because of you..." Lan Xinhui hurriedly grabbed his hand, then suddenly realized: "Hey, did you just set me up?"

"What do you think?" Wang Zichen asked back with a smile, his eyes glanced over Notre Dame Cathedral illuminated by lights not far away, and fell on her face.

"You just set me up!" Lan Xinhui shook their holding hands resolutely: "It doesn't count, this time it doesn't count."

"Okay, okay, if it doesn't count, then it doesn't count." Wang Zichen compromised with a smile: "Don't play tricks next time?"

"Where am I lying?" Lan Xinhui promised sonorously: "Just now you deliberately set me up. If it wasn't like that, I would never let go."

As she said that, she shook their holding hands again: "If you let go again, I will let you deal with it."

"Okay, pull the hook." Wang Zichen stretched out his other hand, signaling Lan Xinhui to pull the hook with him.

Pull the hook and pull the hook, Lan Xinhui readily reached out to pull the hook with him: "Pull the hook..."

She was just about to hang herself with the hook, but Wang Zichen stopped her and said, "No matter what the situation is, don't let go. If you let me go again, let me handle it."

"Okay," Lan Xinhui hooked his hand and said, "No matter what the situation is, don't let go. If you let go again, I will let you handle it."

After a while, a returning cruise ship passed by them, and the people on that ship waved to them kindly. Lan Xinhui also raised her hand happily. In her happiness, she almost let go of Wang Zichen's hand. Fortunately, She reacted quickly, raised her other hand and waved.

In fact, it is not difficult for two people who are connected and connected with each other to hold hands all the time.When returning to the voyage, Lan Xinhui thought about it.

But soon, she realized that she was thinking too simply, because Wang Zichen lowered her head and leaned into her ear and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"Then you go!" Lan Xinhui said casually without realizing it for a moment.

Wang Zichen shook their holding hands: "You have to follow me."

It was only then that Lan Xinhui realized, yes, she has to hold his hand all the time, doesn't that mean she has to go to the bathroom with him?

Lan Xinhui's face immediately turned red: Dizzy, she has grown up so big, but she has never tried to go to the bathroom with a man!And, what about getting there?Is it convenient to follow him into the bathroom and watch him?Is it too heavy?

Before Lan Xinhui could finish her thoughts, she was led by Wang Zichen to the bathroom.

When she reached the door of the large bathroom, Lan Xinhui stopped in her tracks: "This is a special case, and that, can this not be counted?"

"No," Wang Zichen said, "We have pulled the hook, no matter what the situation is, we will not let go."

"But," Lan Xinhui still hesitated, refusing to go in with him.

"Go in quickly," Wang Zichen pulled her in, "I'm in a hurry."

"I'll wait for you outside, okay?" Lan Xinhui blocked the door to prevent him from pulling her in, she suddenly thought of a way: "Just don't close the door tightly."

"That won't work, it's out of reach." Wang Zichen said, wanting to continue to pull her in.

However, a crew member came over and spoke to Lan Xinhui in French.

Lan Xinhui was startled, she shook off Wang Zichen's hand, and helped him close the bathroom door, she explained to him in English that nothing happened, she was just joking with Wang Zichen.

Not long after Wang Zichen came out, Lan Xinhui raised her hands in surrender: "I'll let you handle it."

"Okay," Wang Zichen reached out to hold her, and whispered in her ear, "You can't run away tonight."

His ambiguous tone, yearning tone, and uncontrollable excitement had already fully demonstrated the way he was going to deal with her.