President's Naughty Baby

Mengyu asked her classmates.

One shrugged, "who knows, there are many girls in our art school. Not all men are handsome."

Mengyu was amused by the female classmate's words. "What you say is like our art students' poor eyesight and hunger."

The female classmate spat, "isn't it? People outside say that all the girls in our art school are Pan Jinlian."

In fact, what the female classmate said was also right. At that time, girls studying art would be laughed at, because art comes from inspiration and inspiration comes from nature. Many students always make some unique behaviors for inspiration, which often makes many people wear colored glasses.

Mengyu also encountered such things. Once she wanted to draw a human statue, so she asked a maid at home to be a model. Mengyu's painting won a prize at that time, so the problem came. She became famous, but the maid was ridiculed everywhere. For this reason, the maid almost committed suicide, because her father almost let Mengyu drop out of school.

"Whatever they say, in a word, we are not afraid of the shadow. Whether he is XiMenqing or Wu Dalang, I am not interested in anyone."

Mengyu replied and continued to walk forward.

One of the female students said, "Mengyu doesn't like XiMenqing and Wu Dalang because she falls in love with Wu Song."

The other girls laughed, and Mengyu reached an agreement with them with a red face.

"Miss Lian!"

Suddenly someone called her.

Mengyu they hurried to stop. After seeing the visitor, they all forgot to breathe. It took a long time for a girl to squeeze out a sentence, "what a handsome boy."

Su Zhengxuan wore a black windbreaker today, and his hair was combed meticulously. He was more masculine than Mengyu that day.

"Who is this?" A female classmate next to her poked Mengyu with her finger. Mengyu suddenly regained her consciousness and found that Su Zhengxuan had come to her.

Mengyu felt that the air was extremely depressed and her heart seemed to jump out. She almost forgot to say hello. She only heard Su Zhengxuan say, "I'm going to study in Japan soon. How do you think about our business?"

Mengyu's face is too red. How can this man be so direct? There are so many outsiders next to him. How can he be so bold.

Sure enough, the accompanying female students all maliciously looked at Mengyu and smiled. Mengyu had a thin face and ran away with Su Zhengxuan.

Later, someone shouted, "Mengyu, remember to send happy candy."

They came to an alley next to the school. There were many people selling snacks. Neither of them spoke. They walked one after the other. The aunt selling snacks on the roadside shouted in fluent Mandarin, "sugar fried chestnuts, honey."

Mengyu's face is more red. She has never been alone with boys. She always feels that everyone is looking at her. At the moment, her head is low and she wants to stick it to the ground.

"Do you want chestnuts?" Su Zhengxuan stopped and asked.

Mengyu nodded and shook her head. Su Zhengxuan didn't speak, looked at Mengyu, and then stepped away. Mengyu thought he was gone, so she looked up and saw Su Zhengxuan holding several bags of paper bags in her arms, running like her.

"This is sugar fried chestnuts, this is roasted sweet potatoes, and this is fried meat kebabs. The aunt selling snacks said that girls in your art school love these."

Su Zhengxuan said all these snacks into Mengyu's arms. Mengyu was angry and funny, "don't you know to take one for me?"

Su Zhengxuan was stunned, and then took all the paper bags from Mengyu's arms. Mengyu said, "you took them all away. How can I eat them?"

Su Zhengxuan was stunned. He didn't know what to do with the paper bag. He looked like an elm pimple.

Full of poems and books, how stupid.

Mengyu took out a bag from his hand, "you don't know, give me one first!"

"Miss Lian, although the Su family is not as good as the Lian family, after you marry, everything in the Su family is yours."

"What about you?"

Mengyu thinks Su Zhengxuan is very fun.

"Me."

Su Zhengxuan was asked by Mengyu. His face was angry and embarrassed.

Mengyu said with a smile, "I'll go home and tell my father."

Then Mengyu ran away, but the man was blocked after a few steps.

Su Zhengxuan gasped in front of Mengyu, like a door god, "Miss Lian, what did you mean by that just now?"

Mengyu was speechless and punched Su Zhengxuan on the chest, "you are really a piece of wood."

In the evening, Mengyu told her father that she already belonged to Su Zhengxuan, and that he didn't marry in this life. Even her father doted on Mengyu most, so she agreed very readily.

When the Su family got the news, they began to prepare for the wedding. There are many Chinese wedding rituals, and it has been a month since the big and small procedures came down.

Mengyu has only seen Su Zhengxuan once since then. Su Zhengxuan came to send the wedding dress and said that she specially invited foreign masters to design and sew it by hand.

Mengyu returned the wedding dress to Su Zhengxuan. "No matter how well others do, it is also inspired by others. How can he know what I think in my heart? I want to make this wedding dress myself."

On the wedding day, Su Zhengxuan, the only Rolls Royce in the city, came to marry Mengyu.

Mengyu surprised everyone in her red wedding dress when she came out of the boudoir.

Su Zhengxuan got out of the car and his indifferent face was slightly red.

"The new son-in-law blushed."

The bridesmaid whispered beside Mengyu's ear. Mengyu couldn't see Su Zhengxuan with her red head covered. But when she thought that elm bumps also blushed, the girl's heart was sweet and wiped layers of honey.

The water in the teapot was rolling like Mengyu's excited heart at that time.

"Isn't it interesting to listen to an old woman tell a story?"

Mengyu poured the water from the teapot into the bucket beside the table. When the water was old, the taste of the tea changed.

Mengyu boiled another pot of water.

"No, I am a person who is willing to listen to stories."

Mengyu was a little surprised. She reviewed Wu xunnan again. She has handsome facial features, engraved lines, clear eyes and affectionate lips and teeth. "Ruan Qing, like her mother, has to be favored by heaven."

"Even she is always wrong. Ruan Ruan and her mother have experienced hardships that ordinary people have never experienced. This is not a blessing, but an ill fated life."

Mengyu was stunned. "Wu Shao thinks all this has something to do with me?"

Wu xunnan did not answer the question, "is all this related to Lian Zong?"

Mengyu shouted with a smile, "deep love does not live, Hui will be hurt. I hope Wu Shao will not follow our footsteps."

Wu xunnan kept thinking about the meaning of Mengyu's last sentence on his way back.

"Lian Zong, what does that mean?"

Mengyu shook her head, "I can only tell you this sentence. I can't do anything else."

Wu xunnan knows that there are many stories in Mengyu's mouth that he doesn't know, but they are closely related to him.

But what has something to do with him? He was an outsider in the story.

At this time, the cell phone on the co pilot's seat suddenly rang. After taking a look at the caller ID, Wu xunnan's face became deep and difficult to distinguish.

"What's up?"

After answering the phone, his tone was obviously bad.

"You always answer my phone in this tone. Can't we live in harmony for a day?"

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. If you have something to say."

Wu xunnan stared at the front and felt that today's road was particularly difficult.

"I have something to talk to you about in room VIP1."

Then the other party hung up the phone and didn't leave room for Wu xunnan to refuse.

Wu xunnan threw his mobile phone into the co driver's seat and accelerated. He saw that he drove to the intersection of Hetang Yayuan. As a result, he turned sharply in the direction of inducement.

After he got married, he seldom came to such entertainment places. Sometimes when he met with necessary entertainment, he also took Ruan Qing as a shield, "there are wives and children at home. Don't let him spend too much wine and wine outside."

As soon as they heard this, they laughed, and then all agreed that he was a refusal. However, after getting along for a long time, they really found that Wu xunnan seldom drank outside, especially Huatian. Over time, we all know that this business leader is not only a wizard but also an infatuated lover.

The pet wife crazy devil was also crowned from that time.

Wu xunnan braked and stopped at the door of Zhiyu. The waiter hurried to pick up the car key. This is Tang Yufeng's territory. Wu xunnan is as familiar as going in and out of his own house.

Room VIP1 is located in the deepest place. When Wu Xunan came in, it was very lively.

The pungent liquor smell and strong powder smell make the quietly decorated private room lose its original characteristics in an instant.

Wu xunnan saw a crutch standing by the sofa through a twisting and swaying body, so his originally ugly face eased a lot.

"Would you like a drink?"

Just before Wu xunnan sat down, he handed a glass of wine. The light yellow liquid was like molten gold, and every drop was golden.

"Come on, what's up?"

Wu xunnan didn't take the glass, but leaned on the sofa wantonly.

"No hurry, wait until I finish watching this dance."

Wu xunnan squinted and saw a very pure looking girl dancing a pole dance, with a flexible body like a snake, a body like a ghost, as well as the angel's face and the devil's eyes.

Wu xunnan looked away, lit a cigarette and smoked alone.

"Why, don't you like it? She's the best in seduction. "

Wu xunnan's indifferent eyes glanced at each other, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked. He was not only helpless but also showed off. "I have strict wife control and can't accept heavy taste. Unlike Liu Shao, who is alone, I can accept all kinds of noodles in clear soup."

The woman looked at Liu Cheng and threw a cold smile at her

The sound is cold without a trace of temperature.

These women were used to seeing all kinds of scenes and knew that the gold Lord in front of them was angry, so they picked up the money and withdrew from the box one after another.

Only the woman who danced the pole dance seemed to have not heard it and still danced without emotion. To tell the truth, she danced really well. She was not pretentious or coquettish. On the contrary, she had more seductive tenderness, but the gold owners she faced were all stone hearted. No matter how well she danced, she couldn't get into their eyes.