Excellent beauty's personal security guard

It's summer vacation for Qingrong. She pesters her mother to see her father. In the playground of the children's paradise, children jump and jump happily. Most of them are children aged two or three, and children aged seven or eight are playing the game of merry go round and bumper car.

Qingrong is dressed in a pink gauze skirt and carved with Pink Jade. She is as delicate and lovely as a porcelain doll. She holds her mother in one hand and her father in the other. Watching other children play, she stands so quietly without saying what she wants to play.

"Hehe, Qingrong doesn't like playing with these things, does she?" Zhao Jianhui giggled and looked at the proud little princess with loving eyes. Where is the young governor who has made many cadres in Xichuan province dare not look sideways recently?

During his trip to Beiyuan, governor Zhao won two main halls, one deputy hall, 16 department level officials and more than 30 section level cadres at one stroke, arrested brother Yang Dali, a famous person in Sichuan Province, cracked a huge drug making case, and forced the executive vice governor to take the initiative to explain the problem to the Commission for Discipline Inspection.

Such prestige simply shocked the people of the whole province. Now cadres of Xichuan province no longer dare to belittle this young governor. Don't look at Zhao Changping's smile. He doesn't have airs when he meets people, but he is not soft when he should do it. If anyone is confused by his appearance and commits it in his hands, he will not live a good life.

Aisin juero Fudi is beautiful and square, with long hair and shawl. It is trimmed very delicately and neatly, with a clear sense of hierarchy. The rigorous and sexy style unique to European and American style is extremely charming. It is fashionable in western style, beautiful plaid scarf and snow-white shirt, knee length plain pencil skirt, exquisite and attractive curves, and thin beautiful legs are wrapped in black silk stockings, Not much, if any partly hidden and partly visible, black leather stockings and black feet, and the delicate black toes that are hidden in the black nail polish, like the gorgeous black roses, are very much like to reach out to the hand.

Aisin juero fudiling, a European and American style, not only feast their eyes on the young men in the amusement park, but also have to be questioned by their beautiful wives.

Aixinjueluo Fudi smiled at Zhao Jianhui's silly behavior in front of his beloved daughter. She just felt that at this moment, the man two years younger than herself was really cute. Looking at the increasingly westernized and sexy Aisin juero Fudi, Zhao Jianhui swallowed his saliva, but was found funny by Aisin juero Fudi. Then Zhao Jianhui turned white and turned his head red.

Among Zhao Jianhui's many women, Aisin juero Fudi and Zhao Jianhui had the least number of happy gatherings. Every time I was with Zhao Jianhui, Aisin juero Fudi was very strange and shy. Hun doesn't seem to have a love crystallization with Zhao Jianhui. Even the little princess is a mother of a child who is almost six years old.

Zhao Jianhui scratched his head awkwardly in front of Aisin juero Fudi. Why can't Zhao Jianhui put on a very serious and high image.

At that time, after all, he was drunk and bullied others Aisin juero Fudi in the toilet. Although he knew that Aisin juero Fudi had already regarded him as his husband, lover, child and father in his mind, the disgraceful image of that scene would still flash in his mind from time to time, especially in front of Aisin juero Fudi, The beautiful scenes of the two people at that absurd time will always come out from the bottom of their hearts, which makes Zhao Jianhui feel exciting and embarrassed.

"Qingrong? Why not go and play with the children? " Aisin juero Fudi smiled and leaned down to ask his daughter“ It's not fun. " Qingrong answered childishly, turned around and looked at her father, leaned against Zhao Jianhui, and whispered to her mother, "I want to be with my father."

Little Qingrong is seldom with her father at ordinary times, but she doesn't have the feeling of recognition after seeing her father. She feels that she is very happy with her father.

I want to play with my father, but I'm afraid my father is unhappy. The six-year-old child has an independent consciousness and simple thinking ability. In Qingrong's little mind, dad doesn't live with himself. It must be because he is afraid of pestering him and doesn't want to play with himself.

When Aisin juero Fudi heard that Qingrong was going to be with her father, he smiled gently, pinched her little face and said, "aren't you already with your father now?" Qingrong looked at her father, shook her head and whispered to Aisin juero Fudi, "I want to play with my father. I'm afraid my father will be angry and ignore Qingrong. I finally met daddy. I don't want him to drive us back so soon."

Aisin juero Fudi sank his face and asked, "who did you listen to? Didn't I tell you? Dad has something to do. He's very busy..."

"Mom, it's not fair!" Qingrong, who often watched her mother's court video, learned enough about her mother's posture in court and raised her small head to protest: "Dad is very busy, can you stop Qingrong? Did I do anything wrong? "

Zhao Jianhui listened to the mother daughter dialogue and felt bitter in his heart. Now Qingrong is still young, and she has begun to have ideas. If she is a few years older, will there be more grievances in her little head? You Qingrong thinks of Lele's children. After they are sensible, will they be as careful as Qingrong?

Zhao Jianhui picked up Qingrong, stretched out his mouth and kissed her pink face: "good daughter, Qingrong didn't do anything wrong. It's dad's bad. Dad did something wrong..."

"I accept your apology. Can you play with me?" After all, it's normal for children who grow up abroad to accept adults' apologies.

"Of course. What do you want to play?" Zhao Jianhui held his daughter and asked.

"Well, I want to play with my father to make sand people. In Nangang, many children's fathers make sand people for their children. Dad, can you make sand people?" Qingrong asked with a look of hope.

"Sandman? Of course Dad will. Let's go. Dad will take you to make sand. When we came in just now, I seemed to see a pile of sand... "Zhao Jianhui said, holding Qingrong and left. Aisin juero Fudi smiled at the father and daughter and said, "I protest! Didn't anyone invite me to play? " In front of Qingrong, Aisin juero Fudi seemed to have returned to the naughty girlhood.

"Of course, mom, you take dad's clothes, but don't get lost..." leaning against dad's broad arms, Qingrong didn't want to come down, so she had to let mom take dad's clothes. Looking at the intimacy between mother and daughter, Zhao Jianhui didn't feel jealous. God was fair. Qingrong was close to his mother because Aisin juero Fudi paid his time and effort. What about himself? What have you done for Qingrong?

Er Feng, standing far behind a family of three, hurried to take two steps first and ran to an amusement park under construction. She didn't know what to say to the master worker or use money to open the way. Anyway, the two working workers gave her two shovels and a bucket.

When Er Feng brought the water, the father and daughter over there began to pile the sand with a shovel, and then dug a small pit on the sand pile. Looking at Er Feng pouring the water in it, Qing Rong asked, "Dad, why do you water? People who pile sand on the beach of Nangang don't need to water..."

"Yes, there is no need to water at the seaside, because the sea has soaked the sand. This is not the sea, and the sand is dry, so we need to water... "Zhao Jianhui explained patiently.

"Governor Zhao, it's really you. What are you doing?" With a very sweet voice, the beautiful and elegant reporter Hua Lei appeared in front of Zhao Jianhui in a snow-white dress with long hair floating like a dust fairy. Looking at the governor digging sand with a shovel, he couldn't help looking at Zhao Jianhui in surprise. He really didn't know what activities the young leader was holding.

"Oh, it's a bud. What are you doing here?" Zhao Jianhui looked at Qing Rongxin and said why is it so unfortunate that Hua reporter will also come here? It's not easy for me to play with my daughter for a while. Don't let her expose it as news.

"I brought my brother's children to play. The little naughty disappeared as soon as he turned his face. I hurried to find him." Flower bud looked at Xiao Qingrong standing next to Zhao Jianhui and the beautiful and familiar young woman behind him. She said that it was governor Zhao's wife who came to see him with her children. It was unexpected that such a big leader could coax the children to be happy like ordinary people.

For a moment, after returning from Beiyuan, Zhao Jianhui, who has gradually become a very human in Hualei's heart, has become an ordinary man in Hualei's eyes.

She waved goodbye to Zhao Jianhui lightly and walked away like a willow in high heels. Qingrong, a little discouraged, lowered her head and looked a little unhappy.

Zhao Jianhui walked over with a smile, touched her little head and asked her, "what's the matter?" Qingrong hung her head and whispered, "Dad, did that Aunt recognize me as your child? I didn't tell anyone or call your father in front of outsiders." Mom said she couldn't call dad in front of people. In her little mind, she remembered her mother's words for fear that her father would be unhappy.

"Come on, Qingrong, dad makes sand for you..." Zhao Jianhui turned around as he said. Inside the corner of the eye, it has been glittering and translucent. Poor, what a good child!! They are all their own bastards. There may be many such times in their future life. How can they face it?

Zhao Jianhui looked down at Qingrong. Qingrong was secretly looking at his father. Seeing his father looking over, he quickly drooped his little head. Zhao Jianhui sighed and finally dared not say that she could call her father at any time.

In officialdom, there are many disappointments. Maybe this is the price you have to pay. Who makes himself so obsessed?