Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Song Hefeng's heart, as if by a pair of big hands, gently pulling pain.

He frowned and fidgeted to light the screen.

When Mrs. song saw her son's look, she cherished it from the bottom of her heart.

Like a person, can not get the taste, is not so good.

Unexpectedly, one day, her son will experience these.

She thought it would only be other girls who liked her son.

There is nothing she can't ask for without her son.

Oh After all, she underestimated LAN Xiao too much.

I don't know what the little girl did to steal her son's heart.

Although Mrs. song was a little annoyed, she had to admit that Lan Xiao was better than other girls of the same age.

"Tut Tut, at such a young age, there are not many girls with such ability. If only I could have such a capable daughter-in-law. Hefeng, please try to cheer me up and find a girl who is as good as LAN Xiao. Mom, I'm sure I'll raise my hands and agree with you. " Mrs. Song said tentatively.

"Pa" sound, song Hefeng will own mobile phone, threw to the ground, coldly looking at Mrs. song.

"Mom, can you stop whispering in my ear. My ears are going to explode. I want to be quiet for a while. Go out and don't bother me here. "

Song Hefeng said that without looking at Mrs. song, he immediately pulled the quilt and covered his head.

Mrs. song is not angry, helpless hook lip a smile.

She pulled the quilt for fear that her son would be suffocated.

"Hefeng, mom is just chatting with you. Why are you so angry? Or do you want to hear about LAN Xiao? "

Song Hefeng hid in the quilt, holding the quilt tightly with his fingers.

His eyes were dim, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

"Mom, do you know something?"

Mrs. song sighed, her face full of heartache.

"Son, tell mom the truth, do you like LAN Xiao?"

Song Hefeng's heart trembled. He lifted the quilt and stood up to look at Mrs. song.

"Ma, who did you listen to?"

Mrs. song raised her hand and cut his messy hair.

"Your mother's own son, if you have a little abnormality, how can your mother not notice it? Last time, LAN Xiao went to our house, you saw the look of LAN Xiao, my mother will never forget. Later, I thought about it carefully. Isn't this just the reaction of seeing my sweetheart? I almost blame you for fighting with LAN Xiao's mother. If mom knows you like LAN Xiao, she won't treat her like that. "

Song Hefeng's eyes flashed a touch and slowly leaned on Mrs. song's shoulder.

"Mom, you're so nice to me."

"Silly child, you are mother's son, mother is not good to you, who can be good to. So you admit that you like LAN Xiao, don't you? " Mrs. song asked again with a smile.

Song Hefeng pursed his thin lips and nodded shyly.

"Well, my son likes LAN Xiao. However, she already had a boyfriend, I and she is impossible. But I'm content to be friends with her. "

Mrs. song's eyes twinkle slightly, ah Is it enough to be a friend?

Her son, why so hopeless.

She raised her hand and pulled his ear.

"You're so hopeless. Since you like it, go after it What's the matter with her boyfriend? There are countless lovers who fall in love and break up every year, and even if they get married, there are many divorcees. As long as you are sure you like her, do your best to chase her. When you meet a little difficulty, you will shrink back. Do you want to regret for a lifetime? "

Song Hefeng lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "but I don't want to bore her She has made it clear to me that there is no possibility for her and me. Maybe she'll hate me if I stick to it again. I don't want to make her hate me... "

Mrs. song listened to her son's cautious and timid manner.

It was a heartache in her heart.

She touched song Hefeng's hair and sighed.

"What a fool..."

Since, he dare not chase, afraid of provoking LAN Xiao hate.

Well, this villain, let her play it.

There's nothing she can't do as long as she can get her son to hold the beauty back.

-

in the evening, LAN Xiao receives a call from Song Qiaoqiao.

Song Qiaoqiao on the phone, told LAN Xiao, let her pay attention to Mrs. song.

Mrs. song already knows that Lan Xiao is the one song Hefeng really likes.

Perhaps, Mrs. song will do something ridiculous for song Hefeng.

Song Qiaoqiao asks LAN Xiao to be careful.LAN Xiao answered in a low voice and just hung up.

Tong Li also called.

Tong Li's reminder is almost the same as song Qiaoqiao's.

LAN Xiao can almost guess that this lady song will do something earth shaking for her son?

She wanted to see what Mrs. song was going to do.

-

at noon the next day, it happened to be Saturday.

Mr. Wen invites LAN Xiao to visit Wen's house, and LAN Xiao chooses gifts for each of them.

Wen Mu Chu looked at the gifts and sighed.

"So what's the cost? It hurts me to spend so much money and send it out... "

LAN Xiao looks at Wen Mu Chu with a bitter smile. She pinches his ear.

"It's OK. It's just a drop in the bucket for me to give such a small gift. Don't you know that your girlfriend, I'm a real rich woman? "

Wen Mu Chu took advantage of the situation and dragged her into his arms.

He bowed his head and gave her several kisses.

Yes, his girlfriend is a real rich woman.

He hooked up his lips and gave a low smile. His thin lips were close to her ears and he whispered: "you are a little rich woman, so I am your little white face?"

LAN Xiao chuckled, his eyes shining brightly.

She looked up at him and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"Yes, I am a rich woman, and you are a little white face. So, little white face, you can only obey and follow my orders when I am a rich woman. After all, you will depend on me to support you in the future... "

Wen Mu Chu Chugou lips smile, palm slightly move, scratched scratched blue Xiao's waist.

LAN Xiao was ticklish and ran about in his arms, laughing wildly.

"Oh, don't scratch my waist. It's itchy Ha ha... "

Wen Mu Chu's eyebrows and eyes are full of smile. The corners of his mouth kiss her eyebrows and eyes, and his hands still scratch her sensitive parts.

Blue Xiao itches, tears will overflow the corner of the eye.

Gradually, she could not bear it, so she began to ask Wen Mu Chu for mercy.

"ChuChu Stop scratching. It's really itchy. Ha ha... "