The President's Best Wife

Chapter 258 What Are You Doing?

Surrounded by residents and foreign tourists, they just looked at them with a strange, envious, and smiling expression, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Wen Qiao was worried that Meiji Court's identity would be exposed, so she climbed the mountain on his back without even thinking about it. His back is very generous and warm. Even in the scorching heat of Thailand, she would not feel hot. She was full of his tenderness and consideration.

She only wished that time could go slower and let their tender and sweet time stay longer.

Back at the hotel, Meiji Court booked a plane ticket back to Kyoto in the afternoon, while Wen Qiao happily packed her luggage. Seeing the wedding photos in the suitcase, Wen Qiao couldn't help but smirk.

Why are the people in this photo so well-matched?
After Meiji Court booked the air ticket, when she heard Wen Qiao's silly laughter, she squatted down behind her. The ignorant little woman was frightened out of her wits when she heard Meiji Court's voice.

"What are you laughing at?"

The voice behind her came too suddenly, and Wen Qiao, who was immersed in her own world, subconsciously exclaimed, "Ah——"

Leaning back violently, Mingzhi Ting caught her directly behind her, and smiled lightly: "Such a surprise, what are you doing?"

Wen Qiao nuzui: "Not really."

She relaxed, and she simply fell into his arms directly. Who told him to scare her so much, she should catch it like this.

When returning home, Wen Qiao fell asleep on Meijiting's shoulder because she was a little tired from the flight. Because the air conditioner was turned on in summer, Meijiting waved to the flight attendant, because Wen Qiao specially asked him to take her with her before boarding the plane. A mask, so this flight attendant can only see the dark and deep peach blossom eyes of Meiji Court.

Judging from her experience of seeing countless male passengers, this man must have a good skin, so she asked politely in a low voice: "Hi, may I help you?"

Considering the little woman on his shoulders, Meiji Court lowered his voice extremely low, "Please take a blanket, thank you."

People are polite and have a sexy voice.

Therefore, when the flight attendant went to get the blanket, she was in a particularly happy mood.

The blankets have obviously been used, but the hygiene of this airline is excellent, and the blankets that have been used will be removed for cleaning and disinfection.

Meijiting was not the kind of picky man. He passed one arm through Wen Qiao's neck, and while covering her with a blanket, he avoided direct contact with her body.

Seeing his thoughtfulness and consideration, the stewardess was full of envy or envy.

She sighed in her heart, why didn't she have such a good life, when she met such a tall, rich and handsome man?
When we got off the plane in China, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Wen Qiao yawned, and two water beans immediately hung from the corners of his eyes.

With big wet eyes, he looked at Meiji court full of grievances and innocence.

"Why hasn't Hanlin come yet?"

According to the efficiency of Han Lin's work, such mistakes should not have occurred.

It's just that he never had the habit of urging him a second time, so he comforted Wen Qiao to wait, and if he couldn't wait, he would call a car to go back.

Less than 2 minutes after finishing speaking, a low-key silver-gray Volkswagen Flying appeared in his field of vision.

There was no emotion in Meijiting's dark eyes, he just walked towards the car with his arm around Wen Qiao's shoulder.

It wasn't until we got into the car that Wen Qiao was sleeping on his lap, and Mei Zhiting leaned on the back seat to notice Han Lin's face, which seemed to be injured.

"Fighted?" Meiji Court's voice still sounded very gentle.

(End of this chapter)