How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1281 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 469 Substitution Substitution, This Husband Can't Be Taken!

She didn't even need to guess, she knew who sent it.

Above the head, the man's voice was inexplicably heavy: "Put it away, I don't want to see Yohji's crazy words."

Xia Huan was silent, and after a long while, he said 'oh'.

After a pause, she looked up at him again: "You said that if she was unhappy there, she would find a way to bring her back, is that true?"

She hoped she would come back, after all, here was her brother, her friend, where she grew up.

The man slid his long fingers across her small face, his gaze was deep: "Are you sure, she will be happy when she comes back?"

"..."

Xia Huan stopped talking.

The delicate-faced little woman lowered her head halfway, her sad and aggrieved appearance really made people feel distressed as much as she wanted.

Xishang sighed lowly, and held her in his arms: "Okay, don't be sad, the wedding is about to start soon, you don't want to go ugly, do you? Turn around and blame me, I'm afraid you'll have to Think of a way to hold a wedding with you..."

Xia Huan's small face was stuck to his fine-textured suit, and he said sullenly, "Your suit is stained by the powder on my face."

"It's okay, I have prepared 3 groom outfits."

She struggled to show her small face: "What are you going to do with so many preparations? Why? Are you rushing to be a groom for other women?"

He lowered his head, pressed his forehead against hers, and smiled softly and bewitchingly: "The first set is for your tears to get dirty, the second set is for you to do something to me when you can't hold it back for a while, and the third set is it? It’s what you’re really going to wear to your wedding.”

Xia Huan blushed and let out a 'pooh': "You just can't hold it in!"

The man smiled more and more provocatively: "So the first set is already dirty, I'm going to change to the second set?"

"..."

If you change someone, this husband can't have it anymore!

……

same day.

Here in Liangcheng, the wind is sunny and the sky is clear, even the air smells sweet.

Across thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains, Su Wangcheng's side has completely opposite weather.

Thick dark clouds covered the sky, and it was clearly past 11 noon, but standing on the balcony and looking at it from a distance, the huge country was so dark that it seemed like the end of the world was coming.

A heavy rain is coming.

The fish in the sparkling pool downstairs jumped out of the water restlessly, some accidentally jumped to the shore, and were quickly sent back to the water.

Su Wang raised a total of 105 fish here, and every time a fish died, someone from the presidential palace had to be buried with the fish.

There is a strong wind blowing, and the thinner people can hardly stand still.

But they still obediently guarded the side of the pool, watching the movement of each fish, for fear that one would be missing accidentally.

In this inexplicably tense atmosphere, Gu Mian calmly carried pots of potted plants that were likely to be blown downstairs by the wind.

After a while, I heard a sudden scream, and when I looked up, a maid who looked familiar was just thrown down from an unknown height.

Whether she fell into the water or fell onto the wooden bridge at the winding and criss-crossing position of the pool walkway, it all depends on her luck.

A few seconds later, a loud 'plop' was heard.

It seems that she is lucky today.

Just after a while, screams came from downstairs one after another, vaguely mixed with the heart-piercing cries of a woman.

She just walked back to the balcony with a pot of flowers in her arms, and when she looked up, scarlet blood was already spreading in the originally clean and clear pool.

(End of this chapter)