Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife!

His cold tone almost scared ruan Mengmeng to let go.

Ruan Mengmeng’s round almond-shaped eyes blinked. She did not understand why the trick that she had tried so many times in the past suddenly did not work.

The cold air from li junyu’s body could practically freeze a person into ice.

She wanted to let go, but she was afraid that if she let go, she would not even have the chance to beg for mercy.

Hence, she clung onto li junyu and refused to let go. She rubbed her little face against his arm and mumbled,”I’m not angry, I know I’m in the wrong, Yingluo, I’m really sorry! Big brother Yingluo, big brother you’re the best Yingluo!”

Before she could finish her sentence, li junyu lowered his eyes and his slightly cold gaze landed on her face.

His dark eyes were cold, so cold that it made one’s heart tremble.

Ruan Mengmeng’s heart trembled and she quickly changed her words. “No, it’s my dear. My dear, you’re the best, Yingluo.”

As ruan Mengmeng coaxed him, she felt that li junyu was really a pervert!

Ever since he had parted on bad terms with uncle li at the restaurant the other day, he had forced himself to call him ‘darling’.

The reason was that this was the only way to make uncle li feel that he had not bullied her.

The ‘siblings’ had a good relationship and loved each other.

After calling her ‘dear’ a few times, the man’s expression eased a little.

The coldness in his eyes receded, and he lowered his eyes to look at her. “You really know your mistake?”

I know, I know, Zhenzhen. ruan Mengmeng nodded her head vigorously. She could not be any more obsequious.

“Since you know you’re wrong, how do you think Qianqian should be punished?”

What, there’s a punishment?

Ruan Mengmeng was dumbfounded.

Could it be that this matter could not be resolved by admitting one’s mistake?

“Hehe, my darling, do you really have the heart to hurt such a cute, innocent, and especially soft girl like me? Don’t you think that this is too cruel?”

Ruan Mengmeng tugged at li junyu’s sleeve, her bright eyes quickly scanning the situation in the reception room.

There was a large floor-to-ceiling window right behind her, against the wall.

She was facing the corridor of the company.

Oh Mother, if that tyrant li junyu wanted to beat up her A * s in the guest room ...

Then her reputation in this life would really be ruined!

“Cruel?” The man’s lips curved into a cold arc, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

His big palm slid to her waist and he used a little strength to stroke her.

Ruan Mengmeng suddenly realized that her feet were off the ground!

Li junyu actually lifted her up with one hand.

“It’s not Yingluo, my dear. If you have something to say, say it to me. My skin is thick, and it’s uncomfortable to hit it. It’s sore!”

Li junyu would not lift her up for no reason.

Ruan Mengmeng felt that her A * s were in danger. If she were to flip around, li junyu would pin her down on her legs and give her a good beating.

It’s over, it’s over. This is so embarrassing.

Ruan Mengmeng immediately peeked out of the French window, afraid that someone would pass by and see her cowardice.

However, her line of sight was blocked by the man’s tall figure.

The expected scene of him being beaten up did not appear.

However, li junyu carried her and placed her on the Oval wooden table in the middle of the guest room.

Her legs were off the ground, and she was sitting on the table. Li junyu’s hands were placed on either side of her body, trapping her firmly between his arms and the table.

When he leaned over, his familiar masculine scent enveloped her, and ruan Mengmeng’s heart skipped a beat.

it doesn’t matter if your skin is thick. As long as you’re obedient, I don’t mind using crueler methods to correct you.

As he said that, he pinched her little chin and lifted her little face.

Ya!

She was here to punish her again!

Ruan Mengmeng couldn’t care less. She closed her eyes instinctively and waited to be enveloped by the man’s familiar scent.

However,

ruan Mengmeng, are you closing your eyes because you’re hoping for me to kiss you? ” A cold voice with a hint of interest rang out.

The kiss she was anticipating did not land.

who’s the one who’s teasing? who’s teasing? ” li junyu’s words, as well as the meaning behind his words, were too embarrassing.

Ruan Mengmeng opened her eyes in embarrassment and was about to retort.

An enlarged photo of her pressing li junche under the desk appeared in front of her eyes.