The domineering president married a sweet wife

Ye Feicheng looked at her back as she ran away, and really wanted to lift the roof off.

This idiot, what is a man who smokes, feels uncomfortable in his throat when he wakes up in the morning. She has been married to him for so long, and they are together day and night, even the office is the same, and she is always with her in meetings.

Which eye of this stupid woman saw that she was smoking?

If Ye Feicheng hadn't been too self-cultivated, he really wanted to ask, did he see it with the chrysanthemum eye?

Mai Yaxi quickly poured water and came back. The quick action really expressed her worry that she was afraid of deducting money.

Ye Feicheng really wanted to complain about her, you are the wife of the president, you are afraid of having your salary deducted!What if I can't support you without salary?

But Mai Yaxi didn't understand Ye Feicheng's inner breakdown at all, and grabbed Ye Feicheng and fed him water like feeding a child.

While pouring vigorously, he also coaxed: "Slow down, don't burn your mouth..."

Ye Feicheng's face turned dark again.

After drinking the water, Mai Yaxi held up the collar of his shirt and buttoned Ye Feicheng one by one from top to bottom.

This time it's not my bra buckle, although the fingers are still inconvenient, but the speed is much faster and it doesn't hinder anything.

Ye Feicheng looked down at Mai Yaxi buttoning himself.

Her soft little fingers vaguely touched her skin through the clothes.

It felt like a kitten's tail was gently sweeping across his face.

Softly, with a hint of tremor.

He suddenly fell in love with this feeling, and he kind of hoped that this dress would not be worn forever, and just continue like this.

Immediately, Mai Yaxi raised her head.

Because Ye Feicheng felt uncomfortable looking at her like this.

But when she raised her head, she gave Ye Feicheng some... affectionate eyes, and Mai Yaxi froze.

She thought she might have read it wrong, Ye Feicheng... How could he stare at her affectionately?

Even if he would gaze at someone affectionately, it would definitely not be gaze at himself affectionately!

Ye Feicheng looked away decisively as if he felt uncomfortable when he was discovered.

Mai Yaxi also lowered her head again and continued to help him get dressed.

But I feel hairy in my heart.

What did he mean by looking at him like that just now?

Could it be that he... Bah, bah, how could he fall in love with himself, even Xia Ziqing who is as good as him would not fall in love...

It's useless to fall in love, Xia Ziqing still betrayed him.

While thinking, the shirt is ready.

She tugged at Ye Feicheng's sleeve: "Come down a bit, you can't wear pants on the bed."

Ye Feicheng didn't want to correct her strange combination anymore.Come down a little bit from the good.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, stretched out his legs, waiting for Mai Yaxi to put on his pants.

Mai Yaxi lifted his trousers and put them on for him.

Ye Feicheng stood up cooperatively, opened his arms, and waited for Mai Yaxi to lift him up, and fastened his belt.

In this way, it looks like the ancient emperor waiting for the maid to change his clothes.

Mai Yaxi tucked the hem of the shirt into the waistband with a clumsy movement, and tied the belt again.

After all, it was the first time to do this kind of thing. In the process of stuffing the shirt, Mai Yaxi touched the sensitive parts of the man more than once, and accidentally touched Ye Feicheng's chrysanthemum through the underwear.

Of course, she didn't realize it herself.

On the contrary, Ye Feicheng felt that letting this woman serve him to get dressed was worse than torture.

He regretted the decision.