The President's Best Wife

Chapter 24 Chapter 24
Hearing the girl's voice, Minoru Meiji Niwa put out his cigarette and walked quickly into the room.

Seeing Wen Qiao rubbing her eyes and looking around blankly, she said in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

When Wen Qiao saw the vivid man in front of her eyes overlapping with the man standing in front of her covered in blood in the dream just now, her eye circles instantly turned red.

"Why are you crying?" Meiji Court didn't know what was wrong with her, squatted down and wiped the end of her eyes with his fingertips, "Did you have a nightmare?"

The man in front of her was so handsome, so gentle to her, and his signal of being alive was so strong, she hugged his neck suddenly, crying so hard that she couldn't help herself.

"Mr. Ming—I was bitten by a dog and broke my leg in a dream. When I woke up, I found that my leg was unconscious. I thought it was real..."

Meiji Court: "...Is your leg numb?"

Wen Qiao nodded: "Ang."

The pain in the dream, the pain in the previous life, she can spend her whole life making up for it, even if the Meiji Court wants to get rid of her.

Waiting in Hanlin in the garage, the scene he saw was that the husband came out of the exclusive passage with Miss Wen in his arms.

No, what do you mean, didn't you say you want to clarify with your husband, why are you still hugging me?How does this feel that the more you explain, the more intimate you become?

He looked at the woman in his arms, but her head was buried in his chest, and he ignored him at all.

Han Lin: "..."

In the car, Wen Qiao hugged Meijiting's arm all the time, as if she was afraid that someone would run away, but Meijiting let her hold her, for fear that today she was just having a brain cramp, and worried that her aggressive behavior would stimulate her and make her recover normal.

"The legs are still numb?" Meiji court looked at her fair legs and asked.

She didn't have numbness in her legs at all, she just made an excuse for being coquettish and let him hug her. She blinked her big eyes at him, and said softly, "Well, it's still numb, I need to rub it."

Han Lin was driving ahead, and when he heard such a coquettish voice, his body trembled instinctively, his body was numb to death, and he felt like ten catties of goosebumps had fallen off his body.

What made him even more unacceptable was that his gentleman, who was as precious as a god, actually put her legs on his legs and stretched out his hands to knead them.

His hands trembled in fright, and the car made a sharp turn. Fortunately, his brain reacted quickly and quickly pulled it back on track.

"A dog ran out ahead, yes, a big golden retriever..." Han Lin seemed to be used to talking nonsense when he opened his mouth, but he didn't blush at all and his heart beat faster.

Meiji Court ignored Han Lin, and didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior, "Feeling better?"

His voice was pleasant, deep and magnetic, and his piercing breath hit her face, itching and crisping.

She blushed and nodded: "Well, it's better."

Meiji Court did not continue to put her legs on his own, but put them down, and covered her legs with the coat, "Today is a bit gloomy and the temperature is low, so be careful not to catch a cold. It's only June and the weather is still warm." It's not very hot, don't wear too thin clothes, look, your legs are a little cold, be careful of the cold."

"Doesn't it look good in this way?" Hearing what he said, Wen Qiao subconsciously felt that it didn't look good. He didn't like it?
Meiji Court unbuttoned the cuff buttons and rolled up the sleeves, revealing a section of muscular arms, "Looking good is good looking, but keeping warm is the most important thing."

"The implication is that it's not good-looking?" Wen Qiao was obviously a little disappointed. Xia Xia said that she was suitable for such a dress. Could it be that Xia Xia has a bad eye?
After hearing what she said, Meiji Court smiled lightly: "Is it so important to look good?"

Wen Qiao: "Of course it's important. It's specially worn for you to see. If you think it doesn't look good, you won't wear it in the future."

Meijiting looked at her with those dark and deep eyes, and said in a low voice: "My opinion is important?"

(End of this chapter)