Mysterious husband, keep a low profile

Chapter 447 Lin Xingqiao, Are You Pregnant and Sleepy?
Su Jingchi said with a cold face, "Next time I will find a chance to beat that woman up."

Lin Xingqiao was speechless. He seemed to have dealt with Miss Cynthia last time, right?
She tugged at his sleeve, "You don't do this anymore, it won't affect you well." She pouted and said in a low voice, "I'm a little tired, let's go back first. Where do I... live? A hotel? "

Su Jingchi said contemptuously, "Stay in a hotel? Okay, I'll accompany you to stay in a hotel. The next day, it was reported that His Royal Highness and the future princess have special hobbies, and they love to go to hotels if they don't live at home?"

Seeing that Lin Xingqiao was speechless, Su Jingchi suddenly came over and smirked, "Love-interest-hotel? This is fine, I'll take you there."

Lin Xingqiao shook her head in fright.

She doesn't have that weird hobby.

Su Jingchi hugged her and led her outside.

When he reached the central hall of the parliament, Chu Qi, who was in a state of confusion, came up and said in a low voice, "Young master, many reporters are gathered outside."

Su Jingchi's hand holding her shoulder slipped down and held her hand.

He pulled her away quickly, "Lin Xingqiao, do you know how much I have sacrificed for you? My identity has been announced, and the days to come will be like celebrities."

It's really annoying to be constantly watching your words and deeds!

Lin Xingqiao felt a little uneasy.

According to their country S, she should be a commoner. In the future...how can she adapt to this place?

Most importantly, she can't even speak S Mandarin clearly.

Lin Xingqiao was pulled out by Su Jingchi. The reporters outside called Su Jingchi and Lin Xingqiao's names excitedly. Su Jingchi answered a few questions with a smile, took Lin Xingqiao into the car, and prepared to go back to Muston Palace.

Lin Xingqiao's face stiffened from laughing all the way.

I didn't know what questions they were asking, so I kept giggling.

As soon as Lin Xingqiao got into the car, she collapsed in Su Jingchi's arms. She grabbed Su Jingchi's clothes and sighed, "I'm so tired, let me sleep for a while."

Su Jingchi pinched her face and smirked, "I'll let you sleep for a while? Lin Xingqiao, do you want the car to shake?"

Lin Xingqiao gave him a blank look, and he liked to explain the meaning of her words indiscriminately.

Her head rested on his lap, and sleepiness set in quickly.

She closed her eyes and asked in a low voice, "How long will it take to get to your house?"

"Go to sleep, the road is a bit long."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xingqiao held his hand and fell asleep in peace.

Seeing that she was asleep, Su Jingchi reached out and knocked on Chu Qi's chair, and said in a low voice, "Slow down."

Driving from the National Assembly Hall to the Muston Palace, according to the normal speed, it would take at most half an hour, neither fast nor slow. Chu Qi drove at a slower speed, and it took more than 40, nearly five to 10 minutes to reach the outside of the Muston Palace. under the small tree.

Chu Qi turned her head and said in a low voice: "Young Master, the entrance of the palace is just ahead. I heard that there are reporters at the gate of the palace, so I didn't go there for the time being."

Su Jingchi nodded, "Wait a little longer."

He looked down at Lin Xingqiao's peaceful sleeping face, stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, it was really slippery.

Lin Xingqiao, Lin Xingqiao, you are a pig, a real pig, you love to sleep so much.

Tsk, you said you love to sleep when you are pregnant, he can understand, but Lin Xingqiao is not pregnant!

Su Jingchi couldn't help complaining in his heart, but his body didn't move, he just sat there quietly, holding her hand, just looking at her like that.

I don't know how long it took, when Su Jingchi suddenly heard the sound of taking pictures, Su Jingchi suddenly raised his head, Chu Qi cursed secretly, and got out of the car at once, holding back his anger, and said gently: "Please don't take pictures at will."

The female reporter blushed, said sorry, turned around and ran away.

Then...the photo was on the news.

(End of this chapter)