Flash marriage on the plane, Mr. Li spoiled her so sweetly

Damn Zhou Ci, his ability to hit the nail on the head is growing day by day. Li Longcheng threatened coldly: "I went down to the garage and didn't see the car. I will replace my special assistant tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go change the car for you, Mr. Li, right away." Zhou Ci didn't dare to provoke Li Longcheng, this smiling tiger, so he just went to do his job obediently.

He became more and more interested in whether Li Longcheng had a little wife hidden at home.

Is it possible that Mr. Li is really married?

He looks so pure and indifferent that he is almost ready to become a monk!

Zhou Ci has always felt that the only difference between Li Longcheng and monks is that Li Longcheng likes to make money, while monks do not covet money.

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When Xia Tong woke up, the sun had already set. The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window was covered with fiery clouds, and the brilliant light looked like a magnificent oil painting.

She supported herself on the bed with her hands and slowly sat up. The smooth quilt slid off her body, revealing a men's shirt. Memories came flooding back. After she fainted from crying, the beast Li Longcheng finally found his conscience and stopped, and carried her to take a shower and change clothes.

"Has he not touched a woman in eight hundred years? What a lunatic." Xia Tong rubbed his sore waist and slowly got out of bed.

Li Longcheng pushed the door open and came in, his eyes glued to her softly, "Wife, you're awake."

Seeing the woman holding her waist, Li Longcheng stepped closer. Seeing him, Xia Tong was afraid that he would pounce on her again, so she quickly stopped him, "Don't come over, I'm so tired!"

Li Longcheng chuckled, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at her with his phoenix eyes, "I swear, I won't mess with you today."

Xia Tong was not stupid. After she had cried and begged him several times, he refused to stop. His oath was no longer effective. "Bring my suitcase in, and you get out."

"I have hung your clothes in the cloakroom." Under Xia Tong's surprised gaze, Li Longcheng walked into the cloakroom and opened the closet. Inside, various tops and jeans were neatly hung from light to dark colors. On the other side were Li Longcheng's suits, trousers and white shirts. The styles all looked the same, but there were a lot of them.

"Wife, your clothes are so plain. Let me accompany you to the mall to buy clothes later." Li Longcheng said.

"No, these are enough for me." Xia Tong walked in, took a set of clothes, glanced at the black and white, and commented lightly: "I think your clothes are more plain."

Li Longcheng nodded in agreement, "I think so too. How about my wife take me shopping for clothes?"

"..."

Xia Tong changed her clothes, washed the men's shirt she had worn, and hung it on the balcony. Li Longcheng came over, took the clothes from her hand and hung them on the clothes drying rack. He said in a charming voice, "We have five washing machines at home, one for clothes, socks, and underwear. You don't have to wash them by hand."

"Why did you buy so many washing machines by yourself?" Xia Tong was shocked by the number.

"The workers installed it for me when I was renovating the house. They thought my house was so big that several people would live in it, so they installed a few more. They were really foresighted. Now I can finally use them." While smiling, Li Longcheng took Xia Tong to sit at the dining table, then went into the kitchen and brought out four dishes, a soup and two bowls of rice.

Looking at the delicious dishes, Xia Tong's stomach was stirred, and his eyes were slightly shining, "You can cook?"

"My dad was worried that I wouldn't be able to find a wife when I grew up, so he taught me cooking since I was a child." Li Longcheng took an empty bowl and served soup to Xia Tong, with the best piece of meat in it.

"With your conditions, how could you not find a wife? Your father is worrying for nothing." Xia Tong took a sip of the soup. It was so delicious that it was comparable to the soup cooked by some big chefs in some restaurants. With such conditions, how could he not find a wife?

Li Longcheng watched her eat and said, "Wife, can you tell me what you like and don't like to eat? I'll cook for you from now on."

Xia Tong was secretly happy. It was so nice to be able to eat home-cooked meals, but she found that she seemed to have done nothing. The house was his, he cooked the meals, and he earned the money.

"Won't you feel unbalanced when you cook? I can't cook."

"Why would you feel unbalanced cooking for your wife? Don't think too much. Just be my wife and do whatever you want." Li Longcheng scooped a spoonful of tomato scrambled eggs onto her rice. "This is my specialty."

Xia Tong took a bite and his pupils trembled. "Why is the tomato scrambled eggs you made sweet?"

"Because I put sugar in it, you don't like it?" Li Longcheng wanted to take away the bowl and give her a new bowl of rice. Xia Tong shook her head and said, "I have never eaten sweet fried eggs with tomatoes."

Li Longcheng's eyes sparkled: "So how do you think it tastes? Do you like it? If you don't like it, I won't make this dish anymore."

"I like it." Xia Tong took a big bite with a spoon, and the next second Li Longcheng grabbed her wrist and took away the bowl.

Li Longcheng went into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of fresh rice, placed it in front of her, and said solemnly: "If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it. You are forcing yourself in your own home. Don't you treat me as your husband?"

"..." Because this was his specialty, Xia Tong was embarrassed to say that he didn't like it.

But he cooked just to tie her stomach. She didn't like the food but forced herself to eat it, which made him feel very unfulfilled.