The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Xiao Chuchu sneered, "I can't tell, you are very good at being a peacemaker."

Don't think she doesn't know, because she was afraid that she would fight with Gu Yichi and didn't know who to help, so she took the opportunity to propose to go back indoors, so as to ease the flames of war between her and Gu Yichi.

Neither side should offend, and the flames of war can be understood.

Li Zijie knew what she meant, so he didn't explain, and smiled, "I'm just a wife, that's a compliment."

Xiao Chuchu suddenly stopped, "I said don't call me that."

"Good wife."

"Li Zijie!"

"arrive."

Xiao Chuchu was so angry that she gouged out his eyes and continued to walk forward.

The servants have already placed tea and desserts on the table.

The desserts on the three trays are different, and none of them are exquisite.

Wen Jing liked it so much, she ate one piece after another.

Li Zijie asked, "Miss Wen seems to like desserts?"

Wen Jing nodded, "Well, Mr. Li's desserts are delicious."

While speaking, Wen Jing stuffed the leftover dessert in her mouth from the bitten hands.

The meringue on the dessert was bitten off on the clothes.

Gu Yichi gave her a disgusted look, "Do you look good!"

Wen Jing knew he was talking about her, so she rolled her eyes and ignored him.

She reached for another piece of dessert.

The dessert is relatively soft, and when you pick it up, the lower half is about to fall off.

Wen Jing bent down slightly, raised her head, and quickly sent the dessert that was about to fall into Zhang's boss's mouth.

Gu Yichi frowned deeply, "Pay attention to your image!"

To embarrass him.

Wen Jing stared at him, "I want you to take care of it!"

She roared loudly, and she hadn't even swallowed the dessert in her mouth, and with this mouthful, it sprayed all over his face.

Even in the hair.

In an instant, the surrounding air condensed into frost.

Wen Jing froze and did not dare to move.

Gu Yichi's face was so dark that ink dripped out, and the air pressure on his body became increasingly low.

He raised his hand to touch the dessert stuck to his face.

The dessert was crushed by her, but it didn't melt like ice cream, and it was soaked in her saliva, so it became a semi-solid paste.

The sticky and disgusting feeling was on Gu Yichi's fingertips, and was transmitted to the whole body through the touch.

In an instant, there was obvious anger in his dark pupils.

He clenched his back molars tightly, and the voice forced out from between his lips and teeth, "Wen! Quiet!"

The other half of the dessert in his hand fell to the ground with his piercing and frightening voice.

Wen Jing didn't know what state of mind she should be in for a moment, she felt sorry and scared at the same time.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he was about to run.

However, he failed to run and was caught by Gu Yichi.

"You made me like this, you actually want to run away!" Gu Yichi yelled, "Wipe me clean!"

"Okay, I'll wipe it for you, but don't you have to let me go first?"

Gu Yichi took a deep breath and let her go.

Wen Jing found a tissue and carefully wiped his face clean.

However, instead of wiping the dessert off with paper, she wiped the dessert away during the wiping process.

Seeing this, Wen Jing blinked her eyes and whispered, "It seems that you can't wipe it off with paper, maybe... you need to wash it with water?"

Gu Yichi's forehead was throbbing with veins.

Picking up her collar, he carried her to the bathroom like a chicken.

"Wipe me!"

Wen Jing took off the towel and wet it, and wiped off the dessert on his face.

"Wipe again."

"It's already clean."

"Clean, clean, it's all your saliva!"

"..."

What else could Wen Jing say, she wiped it for him again, and then he let her go.

Next, she washes the towel and wipes her head too.

But Gu Yichi stopped him, "I want to wash my hair."

After all, he lay proudly on the leather shampoo bed.

Li's bathroom is equipped with an automatic lying shampoo bed, which is connected to circulating water and massage functions.