The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

When she thought she had something serious to do, Wendy was not in the mood to do that again and protested, "King Qiao, I don't want it anymore. Get up quickly!"

"Ti..."

"You can't pretend to be poor. Get up quickly. I want to pee."

"OK." Qiao Chengxun is not a beast. He will be soft hearted in the face of his wife's repeated demands.

Unwilling to get up, the man picked up his wife and turned into the bathroom.

Wendy took another simple shower, changed her clothes and walked out of the house with her husband.

There were more than a dozen black cars parked outside the door, and the pomp was extremely spectacular. When Wendy looked at these cars, she had an unspeakable feeling in her heart.

Han Zhan first looked at his friend's poker face and saw nothing unusual. His eyes turned to the girl's face. The two groups of blushes were enough to show that his guess was right.

Joe, little boy

"Joe, are you finished?"

Qiao Chengxun glanced at him, put his hand around his wife's small waist, and his dark eyes fell on his wife's small round face, "ti'er, if you're not happy there, call me."

"OK." Wendy nodded cleverly.

Qiao Chengxun lowered his head slightly and kissed his wife's full cherry lips.

With so many eyes watching, even Wendy would be embarrassed no matter how thick skinned she was. She raised her hand and pushed him away. "A lot of people looked, uh..."

Before he finished, the man bit her lip again.

Qiao Chengxun just kissed her gently, then let her go and said in a deep voice, "remember to miss me."

Wendy: "

King Qiao, your uncle, do you want to leave like life and death.

Wendy was afraid that the man could not be separated and delay time. She quickly got into the car and locked the door.

Qiao Chengxun reluctantly looked at his naughty and smiling wife in the car, and his heart was a little tight.

Han Zhan came over and blocked the window. "Qiao Shao, I've given you 59 minutes, but I can't give you any more time."

Qiao Chengxun looked up at his friend's face and said in a deep voice, "help me take care of Ti er."

Han Zhan smiled and promised, "don't worry, I won't let your wife lose a hair."

Then he turned and walked to the other side of the car, opened the door and sat in the car.

The car drove away slowly, followed by other black cars, and a long line of cars gradually disappeared.

Step lightly, suddenly holding Xiaomo Li, he came over and stopped at Qiao Chengxun's side, "young master, when can grandma come back?"

"At least a few days, more months, wait." While talking, the man's big hand unconsciously hugged his abdomen and his face turned white.

Step saw it gently and said with concern: "young master, do you want to go to the hospital? Constant stomach pain is not the way. "

Qiao Chengxun didn't answer. He took his son from xiaonizi, turned and walked back to the villa. As he walked, he said, "go and open some milk powder. I'll feed Mo Li."

"Yes." The step gently answered the voice, and there was some helplessness at the bottom of the eyes.

For the sake of the little grandma, the young master has not slept well for many nights. Obviously, he has an uncomfortable stomach, but he deliberately hides it from the little grandma.

If the young grandmother knows, she must be distressed.

Ah... I hope the matter can be solved as soon as possible. If the young lady comes out early, the young master won't have to work so hard.

In the black car driving to the Presidential Building, Wendy was playing with her mobile phone bored, not even looking at the man sitting next to her.

Han Zhan looked at his watch. The time was just right. Sure enough, it was a wise choice to pick up an hour in advance.