The President's Best Wife

Chapter 37 37 The only exception

Seeing Han Lin staying in the living room, Wen Qiao coughed to remind him to leave.

Meiji Court put the coat on her body: "Have a cold?"

She shook her head, "No, it's so late, isn't Mr. Han going back to rest?"

Meiji Court: "Hanlin is mine, so naturally I want to live here."

Wen Qiao: "..."

Han Lin glanced at her, then looked away, got up and stood up straight, respectfully said: "Sir, then I'll go to rest first."

After the person left, Wen Qiao turned sideways and found that Meizhiting was also looking at her.

"Satisfied now?" His eyes were full of indulgence, reflecting the lights above his head, like stars shining in his eyes, extremely bright.

Wen Qiao's face was hot for a while, she turned her face away, and said, "What are you satisfied with? It's not that I'm chasing him away. I see him working so hard, and letting him rest earlier is out of good intentions."

"Isn't it to make it easier for you to do evil?" Meijiting smiled happily.

Looking at his appearance, Wen Qiao swallowed, and said, "Don't laugh like that."

Meiji Court's voice was low: "Why?"

Wen Qiao muttered in a low voice: "I'm afraid I won't be able to resist doing evil to you."

Hearing this, Meiji Court laughed even more heartily.

Wen Qiao's face suddenly turned red like an apple, and she stretched out her small white and slender hand to cover his mouth, "Stop laughing, if I do something to you in the living room, you, a powerful man, will be the one to be ashamed. To be belittled by a girl."

Meiji Court took her hand and put it in his hand, "If I don't want to, which woman would dare to be so presumptuous?"

The implication is that it can only make her wanton.

Understanding what he meant, Wen Qiao slightly pursed her lips and smiled, leaning close to him, "Then I'm the only exception?"

The faint refreshing fragrance of the girl spread out in the narrow distance between the two of them.

Wen Qiao's lips moved closer, "Are you answering me? Huh?"

After speaking, they moved closer again, the distance between their lips was only an inch, and their breath was full of each other's breath.

The girl's hands on both sides of his shoulders tightened slightly. After all, it was the first time to do such a "threatening" thing, and nervousness was inevitable.

The man's hand clasped her waist, and she turned over abruptly, the breath belonging to the Meiji court sprayed on her face, and her thin lips uttered a low and hoarse voice, "Do you know what it would be like to do this to a mature man?" Consequences, huh?"

Wen Qiao was suddenly thumped on the sofa by him. At this moment, his heart was pounding wildly like a frightened deer, and his face was blushed for a long time because of his words, "I...I...know..."

Meijiting's dark and deep eyes locked on her, the arm supporting her head was strong and powerful, and his strong fingers tightened slowly, "I know you still—"

Wen Qiao raised her head and quickly left a kiss on his lips, then hit her head on the sofa again, her wet almond eyes flashed, "I only do it to you."

Seeing the shy face of the girl under him, the haze in his heart dissipated, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "You are really..."

"Lively and cute, cute and beautiful, right? I know you want to praise me like that. You don't have to be polite. I know it all." Wen Qiao praised herself well before Meiji Court said herself.

Meiji Court: "..."

Wen Qiao blinked her eyes, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, "Can I go up to sleep?"

Meiji court smiled, with a faint light in the warmth, "Qiaoqiao, do you want to run away?"

Wen Qiao roared and cried from the bottom of her heart, brother, I was wrong!
"Are you afraid now?"

Wen Qiao nodded quickly, but he whispered two words.

"late."

(End of this chapter)