The President's Best Wife

Chapter 138 138 is my child's mother did not run away

Wen Qiao raised his head slightly, and saw his smooth jaw, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was light but soft.

She lay on his chest, resisting the urge to kiss him, "Sir, are you in a hurry?"

Meiji Court did not reply immediately, but first pinned Wen Qiao's hair behind her ear, leaned on one of his arms, looked at her and said slowly: "I'm not in a hurry, but I'm getting old, and my family always wants to Let me look for someone, recently the old lady has found a lot of women of the right age who come from famous families."

What he said was light and calm, but Wen Qiao's heart was like boiling water bubbling with sour bubbles.

"Then you agreed?"

Seeing the girl's swollen face, Meijiting chuckled inwardly, but his face remained calm, raised his left hand to cover his eyes, and sighed softly.

His fingers are long and slender, with well-defined joints, and even the nails are peach-colored and round. Each nail is well trimmed, and there is a beautifully curved crescent white on each nail, which makes the hands strong and powerful, which is very beautiful. nice.

His sigh, falling into Wen Qiao's ears, meant helplessness.

Because it was the wish of the Ming family's mother, as a son, the Meiji court had no reason to refute, and he was 28 years old, and in the eyes of ordinary people, he should be a father, but it is really unreasonable not to have a girlfriend.

However, she is his real girlfriend or fiancee, why doesn't he think about whether she is willing to let him go on a blind date?
She entangled him like an octopus, and didn't take his hand away. She just looked at him resentfully, drawing circles on his chest with her little hands: "Then you treat me like this, I have no name." Isn't it too uneconomical to follow you all over the place?"

Hearing her sour words, Meijiting put down his hands, and while lifting her up, he sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, while she was still sitting straddling his waist and abdomen.

"So this is to ask for fame?"

Wen Qiao nodded noncommittally, "Yes, I can't really let you be snatched by those women, it's obvious that I took the trap first."

Meiji Court pinched her little face, and said with a bit of gritted teeth: "So I became a carrot?"

"You can say so. But in my eyes, the carrot must have escaped."

Meiji Tei squinted his eyes, and his exquisite peach blossom eyes showed a dangerous light, "Carrot? Huh?"

He stretched out his hand to scratch Wen Qiao's itch. Wen Qiao was very ticklish, twisted on his body twice, and then rolled onto the bed. Mei Zhiting refused to let him go. The laughing Wen Qiao's abdominal muscles almost came out, and two drops shot out from the corners of his eyes. Tears come.

"I...I...I can't...I can't...I was wrong, I was wrong..." Wen Qiao curled up into a ball, still unable to escape Meijiting's hand, as if he knew all her weaknesses, every time Can accurately capture her sensitive points.

She couldn't resist, so she could only admit cowardly.

Ming Zhiting suppressed her and stopped, "Qiao Qiao, come back to Ming's house with me this weekend?"

Wen Qiao was still panting, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her little face was blushing from a smile. Meiji Court's words immediately calmed her down a lot.

"this week?"

Seeing her twinkling eyes, Meiji Court's heart was pounding, he swallowed slightly nervously: "I don't want to?"

Wen Qiao quickly denied, "No, I'm worried that they won't like me."

Meiji court heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that she was not unwilling.

He leaned over and kissed her forehead, "They must like you for being so good, then you are my child's mother and have not run away."

(End of this chapter)