How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2270 Sweet Marriage Chapter 831 Even... In the end she will still divorce him for the sake of Beifanxing.

Perhaps, he would see his little girl with his own eyes, from a dry and skinny little black girl of three or four years old, to become fat and white little by little.

He will buy her the most beautiful clothes, take her to Disney, ride with her in a hot air balloon, teach her to read, write, ride a bike, build a castle...

With a bit of luck, maybe her puppy love, the first love object is him.

With a little bad luck, maybe she would still fall in love with Bei Fanxing when she first saw him.

He will probably be very angry, quarrel with her, and have a cold war...

But that's okay, he'll get engaged when she turns 18 and get married when she turns 20 anyway.

She would always marry him and be his bride.

His slender and strong fingers stretched over, bit by bit holding her little hand hanging by her side.

The warm and soft touch was so firmly held in his palm, as if holding hands like this could last a lifetime.

He actually prefers this imaginary version.

At least her body is healthy, at least he can give her a good and carefree childhood.

Even... In the end she will still divorce him for the sake of Bei Fanxing...

His eyes darkened unknowingly.

His breathing became inexplicably short, and the left hand holding her palm trembled uncontrollably, closing it...

As if pinching her, the sleeping woman frowned slightly, and gave a soft 'hmm', showing faint signs of waking up.

He suddenly let go of her hand, unfastened his seat belt, and staggered out of the car.

The lighter made a crisp sound, and the familiar smell of cigarettes permeated his nostrils. He leaned against the car body and smoked three cigarettes in a row, fiercely and anxiously. Only then did his trembling left hand gradually calm down.

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Because he slept for several hours on the plane, and he was still not used to sleeping in the car, Hao Xiaoman only slept for a short while before waking up.

When I opened my eyes, the passenger seat was empty.

Looking up, I saw a man outside who was leaning against the car and didn't know what he was doing.

He turned over and stretched his body before opening the door and getting out of the car.

The choking smell of smoke hit her face almost the moment she opened the door, she coughed a few times unprepared, covered her mouth and nose with one hand, and closed the door with her hands.

Nan Mubai didn't seem to expect that she would wake up so soon, so he threw the half-lit cigarette between his fingers to his feet to crush it, and turned to look at her: "Why are you awake?"

Hao Xiaoman walked around the hood of the car, saw a pile of cigarette butts scattered on the ground at a glance, and frowned slightly: "You don't sleep well, why do you come out to smoke so many cigarettes? I don't know When people came in, they thought there was a fire here!"

Such a large parking lot was almost shrouded in smoke.

This is not the first time. It seems that every time I meet him recently, I will find piles of cigarette butts where he stood.

Why didn't I remember that he had such a big cigarette addiction before.

"Well, I will try to smoke as little as possible in the future."

He responded slightly perfunctorily, looking at her with burning eyes, and his tense voice slightly leaked his emotions: "Would you like to go up and stay with me for a while?"

"No, I have to go see my second brother."

She shook her head, and after saying this, she paused, and added: "Well, there is also Beifanxing..."

A dead silence.

After a while, a man's slightly hoarse voice came: "Well, then you go, I will stay here for a while, and then I will go upstairs to rest."

(End of this chapter)