Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 1515: Entering the small room at the slightest disagreement

Chapter 1515: Entering the small room at the slightest disagreement

Translator: 549690339

His little kitten took the initiative to kiss, hook up, and squeeze half of her soft body into his arms.

If Mr. Li could still remain calm in this way, he wouldn’t be a tyrant who loved his little wife deeply.

The man’s large palm slid up the woman’s slender waist and was about to touch that soft ball.

The little woman who was biting his thin lips opened her mouth at the crucial moment.”Hubby, do you want to explain to me why the young master of the Li family, the busy Mr. Li, would suddenly go to wisdom kindergarten and become the teacher Bao that Mianmian talked about?”

Ruan Mengmeng had already guessed some things.

She was afraid that when they broke up, a certain someone had disguised himself as Mr. Bear and went to the Guilin club to spend time with her. Her tyrant was really a man who didn’t mean what he said. He was the one who said that they had broken up, but he wanted to hide and pretend to be teacher Bao, who was secretly paying attention to her.

Ruan Mengmeng’s heart still ached when she recalled the days when they had broken up.

However, she knew that li junyu had been secretly watching her, especially when she recalled the cold and jealous gaze that always appeared behind her back at wisdom kindergarten.

All the sourness in the past had turned into sweetness.

Her tender lips brushed past the man’s thin lips, and she tilted her head to bite li junyu’s ear. “My husband also minored in children’s education? why didn’t I know about it?”

The last ‘mm’ came out of ruan Mengmeng’s throat. It was s.e.xy and alluring.

This was Mr. Li’s best seduction tactic in the past, but now it was being used by his little woman to perfection.

The man’s lower abdomen tensed up just from hearing his kitten’s moan.

Unfortunately, it was not convenient at this time, and there was a big light bulb beside him.

At this critical moment, a soft hand suddenly tugged on ruan Mengmeng’s sleeve.

Ruan Mianmian’s soft voice came from the side. “Mama, why did you call teacher Bao your husband? This was not how it was shown on TV. Papa was mama’s husband, and Mama was an actress. How could they even address him wrongly? Mama, I’ll teach you. Mama’s husband is Papa Jing, not teacher Bao,”

Ruan Mengmeng:

Li junyu:

When little Mianmian grabbed ruan Mengmeng’s sleeve and slowly finished her speech, the entire office fell into a dead silence.

When little Mianmian saw that teacher Bao and Mama were not speaking, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have made a mistake.

Oh, Mianmian didn’t mean to say it. Mianmian forgot. Mianmian, be good and shut up. Then, the little bun used his chubby hands to cover his mouth.

However, it was too late.

At the beginning, li junyu could still suppress the anger and frustration in his heart and tell himself that it was all his fault.

He had let Mengmeng down, and that was why she had leaned against Jing Yichen.

But now, when their ‘daughter’ reminded him of this fact again and again … All of Lord tyrant’s forbearance was burned to ashes by the strong jealousy.

“Mengmeng,” the man’s cold voice rang in the overly quiet office.

Ruan Mengmeng’s scalp went numb. She blinked her almond -shaped eyes at him. “What?”

“You’re tired.” He said coldly.

Ruan Mengmeng said, “she, she’s not tired.”

“I need to rest.” As soon as Lord tyrant finished speaking, he picked up his little wife who was still sitting in his arms and strode to the small room in the president’s office.

It’s broad daylight, what’s the point of resting!

[continue writing, there will be more later