Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

The first thing to do after the wedding is the honeymoon.

Severo Laris was fine with that and gave himself a whole month’s vacation so he could honeymoon with Mrs. Laris.

When this notice spread throughout the MO Group, executives spat on Severo Laris’ back for not doing his job.

The MO Group’s finance department has calculated that a month without work for Severo Laris would mean a loss of at least ten billion dollars.

But the big boss has always been diligent and conscientious since he founded MO Group, and has never given himself a long vacation. This time, granting himself a month’s wedding leave is logical and not excessive.

After all, during those years Severo Laris never took a single day off and worked on the front line, spending almost all of his time at work, apart from a few hours of regular sleep each day.

During those years, Severo Laris was undoubtedly the most dedicated to the Group, and at the height of his work, he slept right in the office.

A month-long honeymoon.

Severo Laris patted Mrs. Laris’ little head and asked, “Where do you want to go?”

Paula Rouco has always been a person who doesn’t like to make plans, even for things like where to go on her honeymoon.

Thinking about it, she also came up with Iceland, since she had never been there and wanted to go play on the ice.

But a month is a long time to go places.

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For him, it was the same everywhere. The more beautiful the landscape, the less sense it made for him to see it alone, but the more he saw it, the more desolate it became.

It’s only fun where Paula Rouco is.

Severo Laris took a dart from the plate next to him and pointed it at the huge map of the world on the wall across the street and said, “How about we go where I give it to you?”

Paula Rouco leaned back on the couch, resting her head and looking through the map, “If you shoot somewhere I don’t want to go, it doesn’t count.”

Severo Laris: “…”

Women like to be cheeky.

Six darts, hitting three where Paula Rouco wanted to go and three others were thrown by Paula Roucopass.

Severo Laris wanted to make travel plans, but Paula Rouco’s personality doesn’t lend itself to planned trips, so she just wandered around, stopping a little further than where she was going and seeing something interesting, pretty and delightful.

During the day, she can sleep late if she wants to.

The honeymoon is a matter of mood and rest, and Severo Laris doesn’t like the idea of a trip crammed with things to do.

When she travels with Severo Laris, Paula Rouco doesn’t need to carry her brain.

When Severo Laris was a student, he was very good at science and was a living map of world geography.

And Paula Rouco is a complete roadie, although Paula Rouco is also a good geographer, but that doesn’t stop her from being a roadie in practice.

Severo Laris teased her, “When I was in high school, my geography teacher used to say that people who were good at geography rarely got run over. mrs. Laris, how the hell did you go from being a king to being a bronze?”

A certain person proudly said, “I call that impressive on paper.”

Someone put on a mask and then ran up to Severo Laris, staring at him with almond-shaped eyes, serious and curious, “Severo, I’m a roadie, why do I still find you?”

Severo Laris hooked his lips and his long fingers uncovered the paper of his mask, exposing his chin and lips, he held the back of her neck, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

And then, extremely serious, he kissed her back, “For love.”

“…”

Paula Rouco covered the mask paper on her chin again and warned, “In the future don’t kiss me while I’m putting on the mask.”

Severo Laris looked at her dismissively, observing her small, palm-sized face with a rather large mask sheet, which was also ill-fitting and somewhat childishly comical, and smiled without saying anything.

Paula Rouco has no patience, even for something like applying a mask, and ten minutes is the limit.

But there was still a lot of serum left in the mask, which Paula Rouco uncovered and covered Severo Laris’ face.

Severo Laris: “…”

Paula Rouco sat on his lap and indicated, “Rest your head on the couch while I put it on you, this is very watery and even a brunette will become watery later.”

Severo Laris: “…”

When Paula Rouco finished applying the “second hand mask” to Severo Laris, she ran off her lap and headed to the bathroom to wash her face.

Severo Laris looked in the mirror at his comical self, a pure man with a mask on his face.

Crying and laughing.

Severo Laris pulled out his phone, turned on the original front camera, the right angle and clicked a selfie.