The President's Best Wife

Chapter 236 He is an Excellent and Qualified Dad

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qiao still had lingering fears about Erfan's words.

He asked, sir told her everything?
In order to dispel his worries, Wen Qiao said yes of course, but he said that she was mentally ill.

Damn, just because she doesn't swear, doesn't mean she's easy to bully, okay? She immediately replied to him that she was mentally retarded, and then hung up the phone.

Looking back, Erfan's words revealed that the Meiji court had something to hide from her, but what would he hide from her?
In her previous life, she basically understood the short life of Meiji court. According to his behavior, how could he hide something from her?
Moreover, the Meiji Court treated her with love and generosity, allowing her to do everything, even if something happened, there was no need to hide it from her.

Therefore, she guessed that Erfan was instigating dissension, such a ghost, she wished that there would be a break between her and the Meiji court, and seeing his manner of speaking, she wished that she and the Meiji court would become enemies.

Who is it, bah, pervert.

……

Erfan, who was scolded and hung up on the phone, had bulging veins in his hand holding the phone.

"Fuck!" The phone smashed against the wall, shattering into pieces.

If it wasn't for her usefulness, he would really like to strangle her to death now, damn it, she is the retarded one.

Yun Lei pushed open the door and came in. Seeing Erfan with a gloomy face, she opened her mouth cautiously: "Master, your phone..."

Speaking of holding the customized mobile phone to Erfan, Erfan stared at the mobile phone, took a few deep breaths, waited for his emotions to stabilize, picked up the mobile phone, and connected: "Dad—"

……

Little Putao is wearing her Pikachu cartoon pajamas, with yellow short sleeves with Pikachu's face printed on her upper body, a short skirt of the same color on her lower body, and a hat with Pikachu's ears on the back of the clothes.

She danced on the bed, while Meijiting leaned on the head of the bed with one hand on her head, admiring her daughter's "dancing posture". Looking at her daughter's round eyes, begging for praise, Meijiting smiled, and said softly and softly: " Hmm... I do have a bit of my mother's talent for dancing."

When Wen Qiao came in, she just heard these words, and at the same time noticed the way Little Putao was bouncing on the bed.

What kind of dance a two-year-old can dance is just a random move.

But Meiji court has to be said to be an excellent and qualified "father". He will be a little stricter on matters of principle for Little Putao, because the child at this time is just in an important period of personality formation.

At the same time, he will give encouragement at the right time, so that the child will not feel frustrated, and in a subtle way, the child's self-confidence will be formed.

She approached the bed and hugged the bouncing little grape in her arms.With a soft and small body, with a smell of milk shower gel, UC kissed the little fleshy face of the little putao, "Little baby is awesome, she must be an excellent dancer in the future."

With her mother's affirmation, Little Putao jumped twice happily, and then jumped onto Meijiting's body. She hugged Meijiting's neck and rubbed against his face, "Father, can I learn to dance in the future, okay?" Like mom..."

Meiji Court turned Little Putao's chubby face to her, and asked her kindly and earnestly: "Are you sure you want to learn dancing?"

Little Putao nodded: "Yes, I want to learn."

Meiji Court: "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Little Putao hesitated, then nodded, "Scared, Little Putao is most afraid of pain..."

As she spoke, her pink and tender mouth pouted, looking coquettish and cute.

Meiji court smiled helplessly: "Learning to dance requires stretching your muscles and bones, and it will be very painful. Dad has no objection to your learning, but you can't do things on a whim. Since you have made a decision, you must stick to it. Do you understand?"

　I know that many cuties are urging updates, and they hate me more slowly. I mentioned before that I am at work, and the writing time is squeezed out of the rest time. This is not an excuse or a reason, just fact.Recently, I was considering whether to quit my job and stay at home to finish writing this article before going to work.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)