The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

This morning Wan'er woke up very late, and when she opened her eyes, the sun had already entered the room.

She stretched, turned her head to look to the other side, there was no one there.

Wan'er was a little disappointed, he really didn't come back last night.

"Linfeng, I miss you so much, do you know?" Wan'er frowned, slowly got up and got out of bed.

There is breakfast on the table, and a card.

Looking at it, Wan'er thought she was dazzled.

She really couldn't believe it was real until she took a bite.

"Wan'er, I'm going to work. You are really stupid, why did you sleep so late, didn't you tell me, don't wait for me? Don't do this in the future."

Looking at the neat words on the card, Wan'er smiled sweetly.

"That's right, you still love me, right, Linfeng..."

Wan'er felt that this was the best meal she had ever eaten.

She happily ate all of them, and then washed the dishes and chopsticks clean.

All the anxiety I had just now disappeared.

Wan'er likes this feeling, she thinks this is happiness.

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"What do you think of my craftsmanship? Is it to your liking?" On the other side, in a unique room, a woman stepped forward and outlined the man's neck. She stared at the man with her black eyes and twisted her body alluringly. The sound entered the man's ears, and it felt like beautiful music. "That's the breakfast I rushed to make last night. I asked you to eat it here, but you refused to listen and insisted on taking it back."

The man fell into a deep intoxication, and suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the woman in his arms. "Delicious, delicious, your craftsmanship is great, and the taste is very good..." The man bowed his head in praise, and kissed the woman's lips.

Immediately, the two were laughing, playing and hugging each other.

"Hehe... I knew it, you would like it. How about it? It's better than your wife's cooking, right?" The woman smiled foolishly, continued to hook the man's neck, and asked.

The man choked up and looked at the woman.That pair of eyes seemed very familiar, coupled with that face, the man's hands trembled slightly, holding the woman's face.

The woman felt uncomfortable being watched, and lowered her head shyly.

"Delicious..." the man repeated.

"In this case, did you tell her about us? Do you want me to be your lover for the rest of your life? Linfeng, you know, I love you. For you, I can do anything, you are me Everything..." The woman said coquettishly, holding the man tightly and not letting go.

The man watched in embarrassment as the woman stretched out her hand to caress her back, a gleam of light flashed in his dark eyes.

"Okay, Qingqing, don't make trouble, okay? What happened yesterday was scary enough, what else do you want?"

Hearing that the man was a little angry, the woman wisely stopped asking.

It's just that those eyes blinked quickly, as if they were thinking about something.

The man didn't care about the woman's reaction, he just sighed meaningfully.

"Lan Nishang, why does she look so much like you?" I don't know how many times this question has been repeated in the man's heart, but every time he will think of Wan'er, the woman who loves him so much, his wife.

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