So sweet! She's pampered like a precious gem in her little world.

Chu Yu woke up with a start from her dream and realized that she had missed the alarm she had set.

I cursed that endless man and his treacherous little brother a thousand times over!

I already told him that we had to get up early today to go to Tanmeng Technology to take promotional photos!

And yet he still couldn't control himself!

It's never going to end!

The only saving grace was that the man's remaining rationality prevented him from leaving any marks on the parts of his body that would be exposed when he wore a skirt.

But she also paid a heavy price for it.

In places where no matter what kind of skirt you wear, they would never be exposed, they are covered with all sorts of marks left by men...

Chu Yu slowly sat up, her whole body aching, so she could only move slowly.

After finally managing to move to the edge of the bed, I slowly put my feet on the floor.

She glanced down at her fair feet, and the scene from last night flashed through her mind again.

In a moment of passion, Huo Zheng grabbed her little foot and was about to kiss it.

"No! I still need to wear high heels!"

The man paused, seemingly trying to recall what the high heels looked like.

Next, her poor toes suffered...

Looking at her still slightly red toes, Chu Yu muttered a curse under her breath:

"Are you born in the Year of the Dog?"

"No, honey, I was born in the Year of the Dragon."

Chu Yu looked up and saw a man wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with his sleeves rolled up halfway, revealing his strong and full forearms.

Huo Zheng had just finished making breakfast for someone and was about to come upstairs to wake up his lazybones when he heard his wife guessing his zodiac sign as soon as he got to the door.

He strode to the bedside, half-squatted down, held her porcelain-white little feet in his hands, and gently stroked them with his rough fingertips before reluctantly putting her little feet into his slippers.

After putting on his shoes, he didn't rush to get up. Instead, he looked up at her and continued their previous conversation:

"Wife, I was born in the Year of the Dragon, so please forgive me."

Chu Yu: "?"

"Include what?"

The man smiled, his voice gentle and seductive: "Madam, you may not know this, but in our traditional culture, the dragon is the most lewd."

"..."

She asked that one question unnecessarily.

Huo Zheng got up and kissed the little girl's cheek, then stopped teasing her.

He knew her agreed-upon work time, and he had even planned to secretly turn off her alarm clock.

Knowing that she hates being late, he dared not delay her work.

"Little Bao, go wash up and change your clothes now. Breakfast is ready. We can take it with us on the way. Don't worry, we have enough time."

Chu Yu sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at the man, pouting slightly and saying coquettishly, "Okay, I can't stand up, my legs are still sore..."

It's not that I can't stand up.

She's clearly been spoiled by men.

It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

She doesn't even want to walk to the bathroom to wash up anymore.

Huo Zheng was well aware of everything, but he had spoiled Huo Zheng himself.

"Alright, I'll carry Madam there."

After saying that, he bent down and picked her up, and the little girl very naturally wrapped her arms around his waist.

In the bathroom.

Huo Zheng took a thick towel and placed it on the marble countertop, then bent down to help her sit down.

I reached out and turned on the tap to adjust the water temperature. Once the water was at a suitable temperature, I started washing her face.

As Chu Yu watched the man's skillful and focused movements, she recalled the time when she had just arrived in real life.

Back then, the man also took care of her with the same meticulous care, his movements clumsy yet extremely gentle.

At first, she thought he was treating her like a baby because he felt she couldn't do anything.

So much time has passed, but he has remained the same, never changing in any way despite the length of time we've spent together.

"Xiao Bao, open your mouth."

Chu Yu snapped out of her daze and saw the man holding a toothbrush and looking at her. She subconsciously opened her mouth as instructed.

"good."

His voice was gentle and indulgent, making her blush unconsciously.

Huo Zheng held her chin with one hand and carefully brushed her teeth with the other.

"Okay, rinse your mouth and spit it out."

After washing up, Huo Zheng asked again, "Do you want to do your makeup at home or over there?"

The girl rarely wears makeup, but he knew that she would need to keep it simple when shooting posters.

He wasn't sure if the little girl would be comfortable with someone else doing her makeup.

"Go there for the treatment, and the timing is also suitable."

"Okay, just listen to Madam."

Chu Yu glared at him reproachfully.

Ever since she accepted his proposal that day, he has been calling her "madam" or "wife" from time to time.

Since she would have to change into a dress at the photo studio, Chu Yu simply wore a comfortable and casual dress and went out.

She only realized what was happening when Huo Zheng opened the passenger door for her.

"you drive?"

The man placed his hand above the car door to shield her, helping her into the car while replying gently, "How can I entrust the task of taking Madam to work to someone else?"

He bent down to fasten her seatbelt, covered her with a small blanket, handed her the breakfast he had prepared, and then closed the car door before walking around to the driver's side.

-

The entire filming process went very smoothly.

Chu Yu was once a top idol, so her camera presence is undeniably excellent.

Even the photographer was full of praise.

Her identity was not revealed, and the staff present all thought she was just Miss Chu who had returned from abroad.

After taking the two sets of photos, the photographer excitedly held up his camera and came over to show them off.

"Ms. Chu, your image and camera presence are simply amazing! Every single photo we just took is perfect! There wasn't a single bad shot!"

In his more than ten years in the industry, this was the first time he had encountered such a perfectly coordinated partner.

Chu Yu smiled politely, about to speak, when a warm coat fell onto her shoulders.

She turned her head and saw Huo Zheng standing to the side, his lips pursed.

Huo Zheng was also keeping a low profile today, arriving in a black windbreaker and pants; almost none of the employees at Tanmeng Technology recognized him.

No one could have imagined that this wife-obsessed maniac would be their big boss, Chairman Huo.

After politely thanking the photographer, Chu Yu was picked up by the man and carried into the lounge.

"Hey, put me down, I can walk by myself!"

The man glanced at her indifferently. "Be good, doesn't your foot hurt?"

The little one in my arms instantly became well-behaved.

Huo Zheng showed no joy; instead, he frowned and quickened his pace.

After placing her on the sofa, he quickly squatted down, gently picked up her feet, and carefully removed the beautiful torture device.

The man's face darkened instantly when he saw her feet, which were rubbed raw and red.

"Why didn't you say it hurt?"

Although her face looked terrible, her voice was filled with deep heartache.

Chu Yu was pampered by men and didn't really think that high heels hurting her feet was a big deal.

For idols who frequently attend various events and performances, these minor injuries are commonplace.

Her fans were heartbroken, but she comforted them, saying it was her job and she had to be responsible for it.

This isn't even considered dedication; it's just normal work.

Everyone is working hard and making sacrifices for their jobs. Compared to others, her return on investment is already very high, so there's nothing to sympathize with.

There's no need to market any "dedicated" image.

For all her fans who like and support her, the only thing she needs to do is to take all her work seriously and responsibly.

However, given the current situation, Huo Zheng was clearly heartbroken.

She couldn't easily explain that she was already used to it.

She stretched out her slender white arms and wrapped them around the man's neck, speaking softly and coquettishly, "Huo Zheng, my feet hurt."

hiss--

-

-