Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

That day, Cheng Ziye accompanied Yang Anxin to try on the wedding dress.

The wedding dress was tailor-made for Yang Anxin by him who specially paid a lot of money to find the world's top wedding dress designer.

Yang Anxin was dressed very well and beautifully, so beautifully that Cheng Ziye couldn't take his eyes off at all.He felt that even if he looked at it like this for a lifetime, he still couldn't get enough of it.In the next life, in the next life, he still wants Yang Anxin to be his bride.

Yang Anxin looked at Cheng Ziye through the fitting mirror, and asked a little shyly, "Does it look good?"

Cheng Ziye stood up from the sofa and walked to Yang Anxin's side. He looked at her with burning eyes for a while, but he still didn't answer Yang Anxin's question.

Yang Anxin turned her head, and smiled with her mouth tilted: "Are you looking stupid? Or do you think it's not good-looking?"

"It's not pretty." Cheng Ziye replied.

Yang Anxin didn't know he would say such a thing, her brows furrowed, and she stared at Cheng Ziye unhappily, "What are you talking about?"

Cheng Ziye smiled, and put his arms around her waist from behind, "It's not pretty, but it's beautiful, so beautiful that I think it's too short to only have you for a lifetime, so beautiful that I hope that in the next life, the next life, you will only be my bride."

Yang Anxin listened, her heart was as sweet as eating toffee, she cast a coquettish glance at Cheng Ziye, "Did you put honey on your mouth today?"

Cheng Ziye looked at her with a smile, "What do you think?"

Yang Anxin looked away, and snorted: "I don't guess."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Ziye's lips kissed her.Hot, but extraordinarily gentle.

Yang Anxin thought that they were still in the bridal shop, and many people around were watching.She blushed with shame, hurriedly pushed him away, and muttered shyly, "A lot of people are watching."

Cheng Ziye frowned and smiled, "What's the matter? How about it, do you think I'm sweet today?"

Yang Anxin couldn't help laughing, "You're sweet, you're almost tired of being sweet!"

In the following days, Cheng Ziye was tired of Yang Anxin almost every day.Yang Anxin was so tired that she couldn't help complaining to Song Qingtian, "I didn't find him so boring before, but recently he seems to have changed his personality, becoming sweet and greasy, and his IQ is only like that of a three-year-old child. A kiss is a hug, I don't know what to do with him."

Yang Anxin and Song Qingtian complained, both funny and annoyed, if she wasn't a psychiatrist and knew that Cheng Ziye was normal, otherwise, she might have suspected that he had mental problems.Kiss and hug every day, and he doesn't get tired of it.

Song Qingtian comforted her and said: "It's like this, our family still has this problem until now. Outside IQ 200 plus IQ is almost 0, it seems that she can't do other things except kissing and hugging." She He laughed while talking, and then said: "However, this is not a bad thing. These days, there are really not many people like us who are held in the palm of the hand by our husband. This is our good fortune."

Yang Anxin didn't think so. Although sometimes it was too sweet to bear, but she still felt happy more. This kind of happiness was beyond her desire.How lucky she is to have Cheng Ziye.Because he was there, all dreams were sweet dreams, and because he was there, the smile on her lips never fell.

Yang Anxin thought that he and Cheng Ziye would have an extremely romantic wedding.Who knew, on the first night of the wedding...