Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Bai Shaoyi, holding the glass full of wine, squats in front of the man again.

"Don't get excited, brother. I know it's delicious. You'll forget about it. I have another one. I'll give you another drink. I hope you have a good drink and a good walk. "

Men's heart line of defense, completely collapsed at this moment fracture.

He was in the bottom of his heart, whining.

It's delicious. He's not delicious. It's killing him.

It's terrible. He really doesn't want to experience the fear of death for the second time.

The man shivered, kneeling and crawling to wenmuchu.

At this moment, there is no pride and toughness in him.

He lost completely to Wen muchu.

If the means are cruel, who can match him.

The man was kowtowing to Wen Mu Chu.

"Please help me, I don't want to die I don't want to die like this. I've done everything. Please help me... "

Wen Mu Chu picks eyebrow slightly, LAN Xiao purses lip a smile.

Bai Shaoyi's eyes were shining. He immediately snapped his fingers and poured all the wine into his mouth.

"Tut Tut, this wine is really strong..."

Wen Mu Chu raised his eyebrows, looked at the man, and asked in a low voice: "those who know current affairs are heroes. Don't worry. As long as you don't drop a word, no one can move you in your prison."

At this moment, the man did not dare to disobey him.

When Wen muchu left with LAN Xiao, it was already early in the morning.

Bai Shaoyi personally escorts them away. When they get on the bus, he looks at Wen muchu with twinkling eyes.

"I didn't expect that the person behind the scenes was so deep You said, "what do they want to do?"

"It's up to you to check these things. If necessary, you can present some of the things investigated to Mr. President. I don't think you need me to explain the rest of the things, do you? " Wen Mu Chu glances at Bai Shaoyi and whispers.

Bai Shaoyi heard his voice with a trace of disgust, he can't help but feel embarrassed.

"Ha ha, I know that. I won't disturb you and go back to rest. That Lan Xiao will go to school tomorrow. Go back quickly... "

Wen muchu is too lazy to pay attention to him, and immediately pulls LAN Xiao into the car.

When the car started, Wen Mu Chu took LAN Xiao's shoulder and asked softly, "are you sleepy?"

An hour ago, he noticed that Lan Xiao was sleepy.

But she still strongly denied it and refused to admit it.

But he had to listen to the confession of the man himself, and then he left the police station.

Unexpectedly, Bai Shaoyi, who has no eyes, still wants to pull him to continue to talk about some things that have no eyes.

If he didn't worry that Bai Shaoyi was the deputy director of the police station, he would almost give him a punch to shut his mouth.

So old a person, day by day still have no eyesight.

I deserve to be a single dog now.

When Wen Mu Chu finished Bai Shaoyi, he rubbed LAN Xiao's hair in pain.

"If you are sleepy, sleep on me first..."

Blue Xiao hook lips a smile, eyeground flits over a glimmer of warmth.

Sure enough, her family is the best one to understand her.

She gave him a smile and nodded, when even nestled in his arms, slowly closed his eyes.

The smell of him reassured her.

After a while, LAN Xiao fell asleep.

Wen Mu Chu looked at her quiet sleeping face, raised her finger and gently stroked her cheek.

Then he bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the lip.

Little girl seems very sleepy, no reaction.

Wen Mu Chu's eyes, can't help flashing a trace of love.

About half an hour later, the car stopped at the door.

Wen muchu carefully holds LAN Xiao out of the car.

For fear that she would wake up, he took every step with great care.

The driver looked at the scene in the car and sighed.

Mr. Wen really loves Miss LAN to the core.

Such an affectionate look, I really should let Mr. Wen have a look.

Thinking about this, the driver took a picture and sent it to Mr. Wen.

This driver is from the Wen family.

These days, Gu CI had something to do, so Wen Zhihuai sent a man from the presidential palace to be Wen muchu's driver.

Mr. Wen knew about it, so he called the driver over.

Let him report to him about his grandson anytime and anywhere.

The driver took the money, and of course he agreed happily.

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Mr. Wen woke up the next morning and saw the picture the driver sent him last night.He leaned on the head of the bed and looked at the picture for a long time.

His grandson's affectionate appearance is very similar to that of Wen Zhihuai who saw Yin Qiaoying many years ago.

Infatuated concentration, as if this world, his eyes, only see into such a person.

Mr. Wen sighed a little. Early in the morning, he was in a bad mood.

He dressed, washed and went downstairs for breakfast.

Wen Zhihuai has been sitting on the dining table, drinking coffee while reading a document.

Bai Huien sits on one side and brings breakfast to the kitchen.

She saw master Wen coming down and said with a smile.

"Dad, are you awake? Did you sleep well yesterday? "

Master Wen nodded to her and sat beside Wen Zhihuai.

He looked at Wen Zhihuai's busy appearance, and a trace of concern passed through his eyes.

He could not help his face and said in a deep voice, "when you eat, you just concentrate on eating. You can never finish your work. How can you bear it if you go on like this?"

Wen Zhihuai pauses to turn over the document in his hand and looks up at Mr. Wen.

"I'll stop reading these pages."

Mr. Wen's face looks better.

However, when Wen Zhihuai saw a cup of coffee that was about to reach the bottom, his face sank.

"What kind of coffee do you have in the morning? It's not good for your health. You can drink less later. "

"Can you leave so much alone? I'm now in my forties. I'm half buried. Can you stop treating me like a child? In this and that way, don't you mind your nagging? " Wen Zhihuai's eyes flashed a trace of irritability. With a bang, he put down the document and pushed the coffee away.

Coffee cup, instantly fell to the ground, was torn apart.

Bai Huien's face was pale for a moment.

Her steps stopped there, not daring to move.

She didn't dare to interfere in the quarrel between the father and son.

Mr. Wen's face was very ugly.

He shook his hands and pointed to Wen Zhihuai.

"You What's your attitude? The reason why I nag is not for your health? You are my son. No matter how old you are, I am your Laozi. What happened to my son? I'm doing it for you. Do you understand? "