Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

In fact, Feng Chao wants to say, Mr. Wen, since you and miss LAN are in love, why don't you cook mature rice with raw rice?

This kind of thing, if spread on other people's body, affirmation eye all does not blink of eat dry wipe clean.

He can't understand why Mr. Wen is so busy?

Therefore, Feng Chao said the above words with great desperation: "Mr. Wen, are you and miss LAN adults? Actually You can You can do that. What's more, let the doctor use medicine to solve the problem. It's better for you to treat Miss LAN as an antidote. After all, medicine is not the most primitive antidote of nature. (cough, cough... "

Feng Chao almost said it at the top of his voice. After that, he chuckled and touched his nose.

Inside the car, there was a moment of silence for about a minute.

In silence, even if a needle falls, Feng Chao can hear it.

The sweat on his forehead came out unconsciously, and he raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat.

Mom, this little Mr. Wen, when he doesn't speak and is silent, it's really too seeping.

He's about to have a heart attack.

Wen Mu Chu hugs LAN Xiao, and her eyes fall on her flushed face.

He doesn't want to have her completely.

However, he clearly knows that joining the Raptors special forces is almost a near death.

He was afraid that in case of his own accident

He pursed his thin lips, and the bottom of his eyes was a little dark. He bowed his head and kissed her lips.

He endured the pain of being bitten by insects and closed his eyes slightly.

He can't be so selfish, and he can't take advantage of her when she's not awake.

What's more, he always had a dream in his heart, that is to leave all these beautiful things for his wedding night.

He wants her, not only the body belongs to him, her identity, her address.

If he wants her to be his wife, he will give her all the good things in the world and give him what he can.

At that time, he asked her for her best.

It's not that I don't want to, but that I want to cherish her more.

Two minutes later, Wen Mu Chu finally spoke.

How cold his embrace of LAN Xiao is, how cold his voice is.

"Feng Chao, if the car can't reach the hospital within 10 minutes, you and your driver will be dismissed and sent to war-torn countries as peacekeepers."

The driver was so scared that the steering wheel turned and the car almost hit the guardrail on the side of the road.

He and Feng Chao are under the command of the president, so although he works as a driver for Wen muchu, the driver is also a soldier.

Darling, go to a war-torn country to be a peacekeeping force. There is no way back, OK?

Although Mr. Wen doesn't have a serious military post, everyone around the president knows that the president has high hopes for him, and that is the only candidate for the future president.

Therefore, Wen Mu Chu's words are like imperial edicts, which must be obeyed 100%.

Otherwise, he does what he says.

After a short period of time, the driver had already known the temper of Mr. Wen, which was far less approachable than he had seen on the surface.

It's also a hopeless master.

At that moment, the driver was about to pee.

The driver is going to pee. Feng Chao is almost scared, OK?

He just felt dark in front of him. For a moment, he felt as if he had hung up.

Did he say that and offend Mr. Wen?

Feng Chao's heart is full of speculation.

He yelled at the driver.

"Grass, can you drive well. Didn't you hear Mr. Wen? Ten minutes to the hospital, or You should be aware of the serious consequences. "

The driver didn't dare to hesitate.

Ten minutes to the hospital, he has at least 50% survival rate.

But if he goes to a war-torn country to be a peacekeeper, then he'll be waiting for his hair to grow?

Almost in the next second, the driver stepped on the accelerator and said, "I'll fight.".

The car quickly sped to 150 yards, in the majestic rain, like a rocket, brush in the rain, fast forward.

Startled all around the front of the car have flurried to avoid, constantly scold father scold mother.

Of course, they couldn't hear Feng Chao, because the speed was so fast that they almost flew away in a gust of wind.

Less than ten minutes later, after breaking through the heavy rain, the car stopped steadily at the gate of the hospital.

Feng Chao was sitting in the co pilot's seat. His face turned pale and his hands trembled, supporting his chest.

Dad, he almost lost his breath.

God knows how many times he wandered at the gate of death.

Feng Chao is still in a daze. Wen muchu has already got out of the car with LAN Xiao in his arms and is walking towards the medical team waiting at the door.

Nurse doctor immediately around, there are two male nurses want to take LAN Xiao from Wen Mu Chu's arms, put her on a stretcher.Wen Mu Chu frowned slightly, dodged, and dropped a sentence: "I'll take her in."

He then strides to leave the medical staff who are in a mess in the wind.

Feng Chao grabs the car window and looks at Wen Mu Chu's ruthless back, tut tut sighs.

"Lao Zhou, after this period of contact, tut Tut, I finally understand that our Mr. Wen is not a master who can be easily manipulated. Look at the way he cares about Miss LAN, ah I don't think he will obey his Excellency's arrangement. In politics, he can listen to the president's advice, but in marriage Ha Anyway, there's a good play to see. "

The driver, Lao Zhou, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He was still in shock.

First, light a cigarette to suppress the shock. Grandma, how many years has he not worked so hard?

I thought it was a very easy job to be around Mr. Wen.

It's more terrifying than a bullet.

"Lao Feng, I advise you to talk less about the president's housework in the future. If brother Han knows, you will be punished." Lao Zhou said with a slight warning as he puffed out a cigarette ring.

Feng Chao gave a cursive sound and turned his head to look at Lao Zhou.

Then he quickly took half of the cigarettes in Lao Zhou's hand.

"Grass, you don't say I don't say who knows? If you betray me, I'll tell brother Han that you're addicted to smoking again. I'll see which of us is unlucky? " Feng Chao tilted his eyes, took a puff of his cigarette, looked at Lao Zhou and said with a smile.

Looking at him with such a flat appearance, Lao Zhou clenched his fist and wanted to wave it.

But he held back.

Feng Chao finished smoking a cigarette, took out his mobile phone and made a call to the president of the hospital.

"Is everything arranged? You don't need me to emphasize it? In a word, you should serve me well. Do you understand? "

The people on the other side of the phone look scared.

"OK, I know. Don't worry, sir."