The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

But the little girl had studied for so long today and was already tired, so he really didn't want to bother her any further.

Pei Zigui wiped Jiang Ruoli dry with a bath towel, and changed her into clean home clothes, serving her throughout the whole process, and the young lady only had to move her hands and feet.

Jiang Ruoli yawned and her eyes moved until she saw it.

"You, really don't need my help?"

The woman's voice was like some kind of deadly drug, making people more excited. But it still reached out its finger and clicked without knowing whether to live or die.

"Baby, do you want to help me?"

Jiang Ruoli subconsciously looked towards the bathtub, shaking her head like a rattle. She didn't want to take a bath again, or she would get swollen.

Where is the little mermaid who has been soaked in water?

"I won't do it to you, but I need the baby to help me, okay?"

Listen to these words, how gentlemanly, how considerate. If Pei Zigui hadn't grabbed her hand and started moving while he was speaking.

A warm and hoarse voice of seduction quickly rang out in the foggy space.

"Baby, call me."

"You know what I like to hear."

After a long time, the noise from the bathroom gradually subsided, and the delicate voice was replaced by a low, hoarse hum.

The door opened again, bringing in humid air.

"Baby, thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Ruoli was put back on the bed and put on her clothes again. She opened her arms and acted coquettishly towards the man: "I'm hungry, carry me to dinner."

"Lift your feet and put on your socks."

Jiang Ruoli stretched out his legs obediently, his stomach growling. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was because he was hungry from swimming or...

"Let's go. I'll carry you to eat. We have sesame sweet and sour pork ribs today."

The little girl then smiled again.

"Hurry up, I'm starving. Don't feed the husband or the wife will starve."

Pei Zigui laughed heartily at the shocking words, "Wife, it seems that you haven't really satisfied me yet."

He quickened his pace, "Don't worry, I won't let you starve. After all, I only have one wife as lovely as you."

I don’t know which hunger he was talking about.

***

In the next few days, Jiang Ruoli really did what he said, and kept pestering Pei Zigui to teach him how to swim. Pei Zigui took him to the swimming pool when he got home from get off work, and carried him back to the room two hours later.

At night, he would be driven down to prepare midnight snacks for the spoiled children at home, saying that swimming was too tiring. After a few bites, Jiang Ruoli would say he was full, and the bowl of chicken soup with wontons would become his midnight snack again.

After a few days, Jiang Ruoli actually learned the butterfly stroke, and he swam quite well. But his arms and legs felt like they were not his own, and they felt sore every night, so Pei Zigui used a fascia gun to massage him.

那酸爽… …

"Don't say I'm too good to be true. You've learned it right away? I see... Ugh! It hurts, it hurts, be gentle! I think this is just a small butterfly stroke."

Pei Zigui put down the fascia gun and used his hands to massage the girl's calf muscles. Hearing this, he curled his lips and spared no effort to praise his wife: "Because you are smart and studious."

"Hehe, I think so too. How could there be someone as perfect as me in the world? I should be awarded the Nobel Prize for the Most Perfect Human Being."

"So, you wanna go swimming with me tomorrow morning?"

When Jiang Ruoli heard this, the curve of her little mouth suddenly flattened.

"I think I need a couple of days of rest, what do you think?"

The main reason is that I don't want to get up early. Who can stay up late like Pei Zigui and still get up early to exercise and swim, and then go to work energetically? He should win a Nobel Prize for Non-Human Beings. Or ask a professional organization to study the internal structure of this man.

Pei Zigui naturally knew that the little spoiled girl would not get up early. His fingertips moved slightly, brushing across the delicate skin under the nightgown. His deep voice seduced Jiang Ruoli intentionally or unintentionally: "Baby, it's time to go to bed."

The man threw the annoying cell phone in Jiang Ruoli's hand and kissed her.

"Well……"

The soft tongue pried open the white teeth, slid in tentatively, and inspected her territory. The big hand rested on the slender waist, and the temperature of the palm gradually became hot due to the kiss of Yun Jiaoyu.

He no longer stuck to one place, loosening his red lips and wandering all the way to the small chin, white neck, and slender collarbone.

Jiang Ruoli's breathing gradually became heavier, as if it was some kind of signal, and her straight and slender legs hooked around the man.

She raised her head and clung to him.

The hunter looked at the cute little rabbit that ran into his arms and greeted it.

"Why so soft?"

The night is still very long.

……

……

When he woke up the next day, Pei Zigui had indeed gone to work diligently. It was the end of the year, and the Pei family was getting busier and busier, waiting to give this year a perfect ending.

As the president's wife, Jiang Ruoli naturally had to reward the employees from time to time. She hired a professional dessert studio to make a lot of afternoon tea and coffee milk tea, and drove the truck directly to the door of Pei's.

It looks like an idol support car.

"Boss Pei, the wife is here."

Pei Zigui put down his pen, and the fatigue between his brows dissipated a lot because of these words.

"Why are you here so suddenly? Go prepare something she likes to eat."

Assistant Mote scratched his head and said, "Boss Pei, I don't think it's necessary. My wife has loaded a truck with afternoon tea and is distributing it downstairs in the company."

"Really?"

Assistant Mote nodded, thinking, not only that, but he also printed your wedding photo and put it next to it. This is something only Jiang Ruoli can do.

Many employees came downstairs of Pei’s building upon hearing the news.

"I heard that the president's wife invited us to have afternoon tea. Let's go quickly. If we're late, it will be gone."

"Is this true? I haven't met the president's wife yet."

"Hey, that's the one handing out milk tea, right? She's so pretty! She looks like a model doll!"

"She is indeed a delicate little princess. Look at her hair, it's so smooth that it can slide down a slide. How does she take care of it? The hair of us working people is always dull and boring."

"Oh my god, isn't this the milk tea shop that's been so popular recently? The president's wife has brought the store clerk here to do the cooking for us! Woohoo, I love it!"

Jiang Ruoli was wearing a red and white outfit, looking festive and charming, and extremely beautiful. She stood in front of the stall and distributed afternoon tea to the employees with full energy.

"Here, this is the three-cent candy you asked for. The cake is next to it. Eat more. You've worked hard~"

The sweet and charming voice can melt people's hearts.

"Thank you, ma'am! I will work hard to create greater benefits for the company."

Jiang Ruoli smiled and said, "You should also take good care of yourself~"

One by one, Jiang Ruoli stood outside and distributed them to everyone.

"Woo woo woo, the president's wife is really beautiful and kind."

"Yes, yes, her voice is so nice too. This milk tea is so delicious!"

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't that Boss Pei?!!! What's in his hand??"

"A pair of pink gloves?! I bet fifty cents, they're definitely for my wife."

Pei Zigui came downstairs as soon as he heard that Jiang Ruoli was downstairs. As expected, when he got downstairs, he saw that the place was crowded with people. A little girl was standing next to the car, handing out afternoon tea with a smile on her face.

A shadow fell in front of him. Jiang Ruoli lowered his head and asked subconsciously, "Do you want coffee or milk tea?"

"want you."