The President's Best Wife

Chapter 225 Even a monk with a pure heart and few desires can't sit still
Meiji Court was not in a hurry, and said leisurely: "What do you think, huh?"

Wen Qiao pushed away his approaching face, and hummed, "Why do you always think about this? I used to see how calm you were. Why, you're just pretending?"

"Didn't you just say you didn't know?"

Wen Qiao: "..."

It wasn't until she jumped into his trap that Wen Qiao glared at him belatedly. To her, it meant staring, expressing dissatisfaction, but in Meijiting's eyes, it really meant something else.

His big hand caressed her delicate skinned face, with a gentle expression, "Qiao Qiao, don't look at me like this, especially in front of a man who has tasted meat."

Wen Qiao didn't understand at first, but later he figured it out, and secretly called him a pervert.

Meiji Court looked at her amusedly, "If one day I stop being so warm to you, you should be worried."

Wen Qiao didn't think so, wishing that he wasn't interested in her, who could stand more than two hours of love every night.

She must be killed.

Meiji court sighed, didn't force her any more, just took her hand and walked back, "Food and sex are also human nature. There has never been a man who can be so dissatisfied with the woman he loves so much." Chaos, even a monk with a pure heart and few desires is impossible, let alone me, an ordinary mortal."

Especially in the past three years after losing her, he wished he could express his love to her through actions every time, but knowing that her body couldn't bear it, he withdrew a lot of strength. Even so, his little woman was still... Can't stand it.

Wen Qiao didn't expect him to say that. It was obvious that her old aunt's heart was beating like a girl's, and her little face was full of shyness.

She held his hand a little tighter, and the smile on the man's lips gradually deepened when she felt it.

Back at the villa, it was almost twelve o'clock. Wen Qiao noticed that the Iron Art Gate seemed to have just been there, and it was damped at the moment, and the two doors closed silently.

Meiji Court was ahead of her in the villa, and before she had time to close the umbrella, she was frightened by the sound of the baby's voice and dropped the umbrella.

"Mother--"

Wen Qiao looked up and saw that it was the little cute baby she was thinking of so much. She rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't dreaming——

When she opened her eyes, the little cute baby was already running towards her with her short legs. Wen Qiao always felt that it was not real.

The new Chinese-style villa is serious and introverted, solemn and solemn at the same time with an undeniable extravagance. The little cute baby is wearing a pink and tender princess dress, and her slightly curly hair is tied with a few playful braids. It's so cute with a flick.

Especially the way she ran towards Wen Qiao, soft and cute, Wen Qiao didn't know what to do, but just watched Little Putao rushing towards her in a daze.

The husband said that she was the daughter of a friend's family, and she could borrow it for a few days. She didn't believe it at first, but she believed it when she saw her.

When did he lie to himself?
Her legs were bumped into the little cute baby, and she took a step back. Little Putao's big round eyes were full of joy, "Dad said, Mom will definitely come back, and Little Putao also believes that mom will definitely come back."

Wen Qiao squatted down and hugged the soft little grape. For some reason, her eyes were sore. What kind of woman is her mother? She doesn't even want such a lovely daughter. .

Wen Qiao looked at the super cute little baby in front of him, and didn't know what to do, whether to take it home or take it home?
She laughed dryly, "Little Putao... Are you hungry?"

(End of this chapter)