The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

And beside him stood Dick who didn't know when he would come.

"Miss Xiao." Dick said.

At this time, Beichen Yuqing opened her eyes, pressed the remote control to adjust the backrest and pause the massage.

He raised his lips and walked towards her, stretched out his slender hands to hold her, and forced her to sit on the massage chair.

Xiao Chuchu struggled, "Let go, I won't press."

As soon as his back left the back of the chair, he grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back.

Beichen Yuqing propped her hands on the sides of the massage chair, lowered her body a little, and said in a low voice, "You think the massage chair has no soul, and you need a flesh and blood person to press it?"

Xiao Chuchu was taken aback for a moment, and shrank back consciously, needless to say, he knew that the 'person of flesh and blood' he was talking about was definitely himself.

This damned man just likes to threaten her!

She stopped talking and didn't struggle.

Beichen Yuqing operated the remote control.

Xiao Chuchu felt uncomfortable at first, but after a few minutes, her acupuncture points were gradually relaxed by human-like massage.

At the same time, there are hot compresses on the waist and light music to relax the body and mind, allowing sleepiness to surround the whole body.

But when she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly bounced up slightly.

Damn it, she was actually enjoying the comfort he gave her just now.

Because of this, shame and anger appeared on his face.

She raised her eyes and saw Beichen Yuqing standing beside him calmly, holding red wine in his hand.

He raised his head and took a sip without swallowing.

Putting the glass aside, leaning over and lowering his head, he lifted her chin, and before she could react, he poured the red wine into her mouth.

Xiao Chuchu's eyes widened, and she wanted to spit out the red wine in her mouth.

But if she doesn't swallow it, he won't leave.

Xiao Chuchu stubbornly confronted him.

But for a moment, her lips were blocked and she couldn't breathe.

As a result, she accidentally sucked in the red wine into the trachea, causing her to cough violently and spit out the remaining red wine in her mouth.

Beichen Yuqing withdrew and hurriedly helped her stand up.

"Low your head, take a deep breath, and expel the choked wine."

Pat her on the back lightly.

Effectively relieves cough after a few minutes.

There were tears in Xiao Chuchu's choking eyes, she raised her hand to wipe it, and the tears were all on the back of her hand.

Beichen Yuqing frowned, and clamped her hand that was about to reach out to her eyes again, "There are bacteria on your hand, it will be infected."

Then he took out a square scarf from his pocket, but when he was about to wipe the tears on the back of her hand, a sense of guilt slipped through his heart, prompting him to kiss her hand.

Xiao Chuchu withdrew her hand forcefully, "If you want my life, just say so!"

"..."

"Do you have any common sense, you can't drink water while lying down!"

"You'll choke if you swallow."

"If you didn't drink me like this, would I be choked?"

Beichen Yuqing smiled secretly, "Is this so?"

She pushed him angrily.

This neurosis!

"What do you want me to come to you for?"

"Have a meal."

"I have already eaten."

Although only a few bites.

"Then sleep."

Xiao Chuchu rolled his eyes at him, turned around and walked towards the dining table.

Beichen Yuqing followed closely behind.

He sat down opposite her and rolled his lips, "What did you eat just now?"

"I don't remember." Her voice was cold.

"Then pick a few dishes you like." He put the electronic menu in front of her.

Xiao Chuchu picked it up, and looked at him suspiciously.

Swipe through two pages casually, choose a few dishes and place an order.

Every dish has a heavy taste, knowing that he doesn't eat spicy food, she did it on purpose.

While waiting for the food, Beichen Yuqing's long and narrow blue eyes stared at her fair neck, her face sank slightly.

"Don't you like the necklace?"

Xiao Chuchu didn't react for a while, and touched her neck, but remembered that she took it off after feeling nothing.

He took out the necklace from his pocket and put it on the table, "Return it to you."

He leaned on the back of the chair and raised his eyebrows, "Don't you think the style is not good? I'll send you a better one tomorrow."

"I didn't mean that."

"Then why don't you?"

"No merit and no reward."

The corners of Beichen Yuqing's mouth curled up slightly, "It's just a housewarming gift."