The President's Best Wife

Chapter 323 Little thing, I really owe you in my previous life
Ming Wanchen sighed heavily, "Hey...times have changed, things are different."

Long Si was confused by Ming Wanchen's nonsensical words, seeing his melancholy little eyes, and didn't know if it was right to ask, so he simply shut up and continued to eat.

When Meiji Court woke up the next day, Wen Qiao still kept his arms folded across his chest. He smiled wordlessly, and gently pulled out his arm that was pillowed under her neck. Under her fluffy hair, she was blowing A face that can be broken.

Looking at her slender body, Meiji court felt a little distressed, but she couldn't get fat no matter what she ate, which was a bit difficult.

The sound of the child's calling brought back Meijiting's thoughts. In order not to wake Wen Qiao up, he got up quietly and quickly went to Xiao Putao's bedroom.

"What's the matter?" Meiji Court asked warmly, lifted Little Putao up from the bed, and hugged her in his arms.

Little Putao's eyes were still hazy, she stretched out her little hand to rub her sleepy eyes, and said Nuo Nuo, "Dad, I'm hungry."

Meijiting looked at his watch, and it was indeed 08:30. He put the little grape on the bed, and looked in the closet for the clothes he was going to change into today. Meijiting chose a suspender skirt with a frilly hem very cute.

Putting on her clothes, Little Putao reached out to Meijiting to hug her, and Meijiting looked at her deep eyes overflowing with love, "I want to hug her too, can I go by myself?"

The little grape, Nuonuo, had a small mouth, coquettishly twisted her small body, and her little feet in princess shoes stomped on the carpeted floor tiles making a muffled sound. Because of her small size, the sound was not very loud, but rather Not to wake someone up.

Meiji Court looked at such a small and coquettish daughter, he could only compromise for a while, he bent down and hugged Xiao Putao, freed up his other hand, slightly curved his index finger and gently scratched the bridge of her little nose, "Little thing, it's really the last life!" owe you."

Although there were complaints in the words, the tone was full of pampering and father's love.

Meiji Tei took Xiao Putao to the dining hall of the hotel, because he was dressed in ordinary clothes and did not deliberately bring bodyguards to make a big name, so it was not eye-catching. At most, he could only guess that this was the father and daughter who came to eat.

In addition to ordering a purple rice porridge and a plate of mustard, I ordered a children's meal for Xiaoputao.

Little Putao is used to the food here, which is probably because of Wen Qiao.

"Hmm, where's mom?" Little Putao finally remembered that Wen Qiao didn't come after eating halfway. She blinked her big round eyes and looked at her father. Smudged with sauce.

Meijiting ate the porridge with the spoon in his hand, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and said, "Mom was too tired last night, she was still sleeping, don't wake her up when I go back, do you know?"

Little Putao didn't know what she had done last night to be so tired, she was still sleeping at this time, she was not as good as a baby, her mother is such a big slob.

But Xiao Putao still nodded sensiblely, "I know, I will be obedient and not make trouble."

Talking about half-stretching his tongue and biting his small two rows of teeth lightly, Meiji Court looked at this small appearance and frowned slightly: "What kind of conspiracy is brewing, Nian Nian?"

My father noticed it all at once, and it was not fun at all. Little Putao put her tongue back and pouted, "It's nothing, Dad is talking nonsense."

　If you are careful, you will find that another old chapter has been blocked.I am really confused and decadent now, and I don’t know how to write the following content. Everyone knows that a lot of the content in the latter part of my presidential essay involves politics, because the issue of the male lead’s background will inevitably involve the military.I thought about giving up this article and starting a new article, but I don’t want to disappoint those babies who are waiting seriously, so I can only change the content settings later, but the overall rhythm remains the same, and some plots must have changed, but the ending remains the same (I won’t reveal too much here.)
　　
　
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