"Our President is just too handsome! Absolutely overwhelming!"
"I'm completely slain by our President's mad, cool, and arrogant charm! I want to lick the screen! Lick the screen! Lick the screen!"
"President, I love you!!!"
"President, I want to marry you!!!"
"President, you are my idol!!!"
Xiao Chifeng's stern and resolute face, his murderous gaze, his regal authority that ruled over all, and his unparalleled, peerless elegance made countless men and women, young and old, worship him as a god.
And the object of the Empire's adoration was, at this moment, clinging to his wife at home, refusing to let go.
Xiao Chifeng hugged Sikou Yao tightly, burying his head in her neck and shoulder, and said with a gloomy face, "Wifey, how long do you have to go this time?"
Sikou Yao replied with a smile, "Three to five days, honey. I'll send them over, finish up the work, and be right back, okay?"
