The President's Best Wife

Chapter 465 Going to Grandpa's House
Doesn't her conscience hurt by saying this?
When did he not wake up before her?
"Still moving? If you're moving, you really don't want to sleep." Mei Zhiting put his arms around Wen Qiao's twisting waist, and his buttocks twisted against him, and the problem came right away.

Hearing this, Wen Qiao quickly closed her eyes tightly, her body froze and stopped moving.

……

When Wen Qiao woke up the next day, Meizhiting didn't leave.

Waking up in the early morning and making a fuss, she slept deeply behind her, and now her eyes are very tight, and she opened her eyes and blinked a few more times before she recovered from the tension.

He looked at the man sitting on the bay window. The soft morning light illuminated the man's facial features clearly. He was wearing a LACOSTE casual short-sleeved POLO shirt with a green and white striped ribbon pattern on the left abdomen and a black shirt on the lower body. wearing slacks, sitting with legs hanging down like this with bare feet, pursing his lips and looking out of the window.

Wen Qiao just looked at him like this, and suddenly remembered why he wasn't wearing overalls?

So he asked, "Why haven't you gone to work yet? Are you afraid of being read?"

Meijiting turned his head sideways, his deep eyes fell on Wen Qiao's face, a little gentle, he slightly bent his lips, and said, "I can't rest? Besides, today is the day when my father-in-law comes back, so I have to visit no matter what."

He patted his thighs with both hands and sat up, walked up to Wen Qiao, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, and said, "Hurry up and wash and change, so that Dad won't be in a hurry. Huh?"

Because of his approach, Wen Qiao's head fell directly on his palm, thinking that there was no need to use any force.

The voice of the girl's grandmother just woke up in the morning, saying: "Hug—"

As she spoke, she stretched out her arms, waiting for the man to hug her.

The little girl who didn't want to use any strength was just hugged in her arms, it was fragrant and soft, and the two of them were put in the bathroom, and he went to the cloakroom to find clothes for her to wear.

Wen Qiao came out of the wash, thinking that the man's eyes were very straight, so he must have chosen ugly clothes for her, but what was placed on the bed was an avocado green suit, the top was a strapless high-waist fake two-piece, and the bottom was a loose pair of clothes. skinny pants.

Wen Qiao hugged the clothes, looked at the man beside him, and said twice, "I didn't see that, Mr. Ming, you are quite good at choosing clothes."

Meijiting laughed, "Could it be that I'm really so worthless in your eyes?"

Seeing Wen Qiao hugging the clothes without moving, she just looked at him and smiled.

He frowned slightly and asked, "Wait for me to change it for you?"

Wen Qiao's smile froze on his face: "..."

She pushed the man out of the room and quickly changed his clothes.

This dress was something she had never worn before, presumably his parents had prepared it in advance.

Standing in front of the mirror, she was already quite tall, but she was made even more slender by this dress. The fruit green dress matched her complexion very well, and her already snow-white skin was unbelievably white.

She patted her small face, squeezed out of shape, only her wet almond eyes were slightly squinted.

She chose a pair of small white shoes, with slender white ankles, shallow socks, and the shoelaces tied into a bow.

When I went downstairs, the old man and Helan Yin were both there.

Wen Qiao noticed that on the coffee table in the living room were the gifts they had prepared.

Hailan came over and took Wen Qiao's hand, and said, "I don't know what your father likes, so I prepared it according to our old man's preference."

Either way, it's expensive.

Wen Qiao quickly waved her hands, feeling really flattered, "No, Mom and Dad, what you have prepared is too expensive, and my dad may not dare to accept it."

Hailan patted the back of her hand and said angrily: "Silly, your father was in a hurry when he came over, thinking that he had something important to do, so he didn't give him the gift. Bringing it back to the army will not affect the effect, and taking it home will delay you." Time, that's why I let the fourth child take it with me when I came back this time."

Wen Qiao glanced at the man sitting on the sofa, no wonder he said this morning that he accompanied her home. This sounded nice, but he was actually escorted by the old man and the old lady.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Qiao felt a little uncomfortable with Meiji Court.

Meiji Court didn't notice the change in Wen Qiao's mood, so he got up and dragged her to the dining table for dinner.

The breakfast is simple, besides the boiled lotus seed porridge, there are two plates of steamed buns on the table.

"I bought this at Xuji. It has a history of hundreds of years. I have eaten this steamed stuffed bun since I was a child. The taste has not changed. It is an old recipe." Hailan took a small steamed bun with her hand after washing her hands. Bao, the little finger is slightly upturned, which is the noble air raised by the lady of the family.

"If you like it, let Madam Liu buy more next time." Although the old man didn't look at her, his tone was doting on his wife.

When the little grape was eating, two white and tender meaty hands were holding a small bun and gnawed it. Although he was young, he already knew the table manners. Let cool on a plate before eating.

Wen Qiao had never eaten it before, but thought it tasted very good, so she ate a few more.

The family had breakfast, and the servants had already packed the presents into the car. When they heard that their parents were leaving, Xiao Putao immediately hugged her father's legs, begging to bring them.

Meiji Court hugged her daughter's small body and supported her buttocks. Little Putao hugged her father's neck with her soft face against him, coquettishly: "Daddy—I'll be good, take me with you, okay?" ah?"

Meijiting looked at his daughter's big round eyes, black and white pupils, so well-behaved that it made people feel distressed.

He didn't say the rejection directly, but said: "Father and mother are going to mother's house. There is no one like grandma who can take care of you there. You must be yourself in everything you do. Are you sure you can bear it?"

Mom's dad?What should her name be?

Little Putao didn't pay attention to what her father said later, and kept searching in her little head, the books she had read before, and the names she had heard.

The mother's father is like the aunt's father. The aunt's daughter is the same as Wanqun's sister. Wanqun's sister is called grandpa and grandpa, so the little grape's mother's father is also called grandpa?

Her big round eyes brightened instantly, and she hugged her father excitedly, "Are you going to grandpa's house?"

Grandpa? !
Wen Qiao was taken aback by the unexpected address of Little Putao.

Little Putao called her mother, she could accept it, but calling her father and grandpa... She estimated that her father might break her leg and force her to ask where the child came from.

The old man and Hai Lanyin opened their mouths and looked at Meiji Court.

If it was him, he would be a little surprised.

Holding his daughter in his arms, he asked softly, "Who taught you?"

Little Putao gently poked her chin with her white and tender fingers, and said softly, "That's how I thought of it, sister Wanqun is called grandpa and grandpa."

Everyone except Wen Qiao: "..."

"Is that going to grandpa's house, Dad? If I go to grandpa's house, I'll go. I'm so good. Grandpa will definitely like it."

(End of this chapter)