The President's Best Wife

Chapter 193 Because of her, he has the passion for the light

Once some ideas are put on the agenda, they are like vines, growing wantonly and uncontrollably.

Even though Wen Qiao had been lying on the same bed as Mei Zhiting before, he had never seen his figure.

This time, I really saw Meiji Ting's muscular body, wheat-colored skin, lean waist, flat stomach, and not-so-thin abdominal muscles, neatly laid out on the soft skin, looking clean and refreshing , domineering and powerful.

……

She raised her arms and looked at the dark night sky outside the window. There was clearly the sun before.

She pursed her mouth, and her wet almond eyes were full of resentment.

"You don't care about me at all."

"Not considerate enough?" How could she know that this was the longing he had hoarded for a long time, and it was only one ten thousandth of it that he confided to her in this way.

His voice was deep and hoarse after exercising for a long time, coupled with his perfect figure and handsome face, it made people's heart tremble and they swallowed.

At that time, Wen Qiao looked up at the same time, just in time to look into Mei Zhiting's dark and deep eyes, and Wen Qiao was very familiar with that strong color.

……

From the beginning to the end, Meiji Court remained calm and calm, without Wen Qiao's embarrassment at all.

But he still dressed and went downstairs, and brought gruel for Wen Qiao.

His whole body was sticky and uncomfortable, and Wen Qiao frowned at the spoon that Meijiting handed over.

"I want to take a bath first." The voice was so hoarse, it sounded like a mosquito, but Meiji Court heard it clearly, and at the same time felt deeply guilty.

He sighed lightly, because he was too anxious.

He put down the gruel in his hand, and lifted the quilt to hug Wen Qiao to take a bath.

Knowing what he was going to do, Wen Qiao's little face turned red, and her trembling little hands held the quilt tightly.

"No, I can wash it myself." What a shame to let him wash it.

Meijiting was amused by his appearance, he still stretched out his hands to pinch the corner of the quilt, but did not rush to lift it off, with her current appearance as weak as Daiyu, there is no need for him to lift it up forcefully.

His deep eyes looked at her tenderly, and his tone was gentle: "Are you sure? Huh?"

Whenever he picks up the ending, Wen Qiao's heartstrings can always be easily plucked by him.

But being looked at by him like this, Wen Qiao always felt that the thin quilt covering her body seemed to be transparent, so she simply buried her face in the quilt, and said in a low voice, "Why are you so bad, you are so good when you get it cheap, hehe, I regret it It's..."

When she mentioned regret, Meiji court's heart tightened instinctively.

He squatted down his tall body, and covered her small head covered with the quilt with his big hands, and said in a low tone with some disappointment, "Jojo...do you really regret it?"

Wen Qiao thought it was him admitting his mistake, and started to play tricks, "It's not just regret, who would have thought that Tangtang Ming is a gentle scum."

Sven scum?

Heh... He has never been gentle, but it's just an appearance for others to see.

He suddenly had an urge to tie his little woman by his side even if there were thousands of people who were unwilling to do so.

Because of her, he has the passion to yearn for the light.

If she loses her again, she doesn't know how to deal with herself in the future. He still has a lot of things that he hasn't told her. He hasn't admitted his mistakes and apologized for what happened back then. How can he let the lost and recovered treasure go away from him?

He couldn't take it anymore, she left him.

So she pulled Wen Qiao up from the bed and held her tightly in her arms.

Wen Qiao was dumbfounded by his sudden movement.

Feeling the slight trembling of the tall and mighty man's body, Wen Qiao's heart trembled.

She was wondering if she was joking a little too much?
She was about to open her mouth to explain, when Meiji Court opened her mouth: "Qiaoqiao, you promised to marry me, you can't always break your promise. As long as you promise to marry, no matter how willful you are in the future, I will not say that you are half-hearted. In other words, whether you beat me or scold me, I will let you dispose of it, I just beg you, don't leave me, okay?"

beg?
How noble is he, to use the word "begging" to her? In his heart, is she really so important that he can lower his figure so much?
Sometimes a woman is a sensual animal, but at the same time belongs to the convulsion series.

She said, "What if not?"

When she realized it, she wanted to bite off her tongue.

Meijiting held her arm a little harder, and his deep eyes were domineering and cold: "No, you have to get married, even if you are tied, you will be tied to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Even if you regret it, it's too late. Because we already have..."

Before the Meiji court finished speaking, Wen Qiao interrupted him by beating his chest, "Ah...don't say it, how can you speak so seriously about such a shameful thing?"

(End of this chapter)