The diplomat's little cute wife

Across the University, tassel island.

Twenty years ago, mu Yuanru's words shocked the world.

He said, "Liusu island has experienced more than 100 years of colonial pain. It is urgent for Liusu island to return to the motherland. The Chinese flag must be raised on this island at 0:00 on January 1, 20 years later."

Every word is sonorous and powerful.

At that time, international public opinion only regarded him as exaggerating, and no one believed him.

At that time, Jinling did not have such an international status as it is today, while France was already a powerful country in Europe and even the world.

There is a big difference between the two.

In more than 20 years, mu Yuanru personally presided over more than 70 rounds of negotiations. After Jin Yu's and Mu Qiqi's duet, the French authorities finally promised that the French national flag would be lowered at 23:59 on December 31, and the Chinese national flag would be raised at 0:00 on January 1.

The whole country was jubilant that night.

In order to fulfill mu Yuanru's promise, the handover ceremony can only be held late at night.

It's nearly 11 o'clock in the night, and the handover ceremony will not officially start until 20 minutes later.

All the details must be perfect. After Jin Yu explained the key issues, he quickly moved to the VIP lounge.

Just came to the door, the door opened, xuanyaru quietly came out from the inside, met Jin Yu, she compared a forbidden voice gesture, "low voice, Qiqi is asleep!"

"Sleep?" Jin Yu frowned slightly.

"You worked hard, too." Xuanyaru gently presses Jin Yu's arm and sighs. Recently, state affairs are very busy. Jin Yu has to take care of his pregnant wife while dealing with government affairs. If you look carefully, it's not difficult to find the red blood in his eyes. As a mother, it's naturally distressing.

Xuanyaru leaned on her son's side, gently hugged her, and then left.

Jin Yu quietly went in and saw Mu Qiqi leaning on the sofa and leaning her head lightly on the couch. Maybe she fell asleep. When her head sank slightly, she was about to slide down. Jin Yu took three and two steps and lifted her head slightly with the palm of her hand.

His emotion is very light, Muqiqi still wake up, for his sleep things, seem to know nothing.

When he lifted his eyes, Jin Yu had already sat beside her.

"Why am I asleep again?"

Jin Yu is distressed to kiss in her nose tip, "still have an hour and a half, insist again, good?"

She has been pregnant for more than five months, and she has begun to sleep uneasily at night. During this period of time, she has fallen into drowsiness. Leaning on one place for a little longer, she may fall asleep.

If it's other activities, and in the middle of the night, he won't let her attend with fatigue. But no matter what aspect of the ceremony tonight, especially for Muqiqi, the significance is too unusual. She is bound to show up.

Muqiqi saw the red blood in his eyes, some distressed, "at night we sleep separately, guarding me, you can't sleep well."

These days, every time she wakes up in the middle of the night, when she opens her eyes, the night light must be on. Jin Yu has already woken up. He always wakes up earlier than her and goes to bed later than her. She is recuperating at home and doesn't feel anything. But Jin Yu has so many things waiting for him to do. She is really worried that his spirit will not be able to support him.

The man between eyebrows and eyes is a thick smile, holding her fingers, kissing and kissing, "keep you can sleep for a while, do not keep you, I may be insomnia."

"Take medicine for insomnia!" Muqiqi pick tone said, hate someone's smooth flattery.

Jin Yu looked at her solemnly, thin lips came forward again, "so you are my medicine."

That sound, with a bit of provocation, but it was comfortable to listen to. Recently, she was particularly sensitive, afraid to disturb her, and his voice became more and more gentle.

Voice down, gentle kiss fell on her soft lips, mixed with man's unique musk, lust blurred.

The hand that caresses her cheek originally, glide neck, downward probe goes, it is him next low smile, "seem to be a bit big again."

She patted him on the hand. "Let's go!"

The man just smile, seem to miss that feel, gently rubbing, "seems to be much bigger than the time of Huai Si mu."

Looking at the man's dark eyes and lustful eyes, Muqiqi seems to suddenly think of something. He suddenly loses his smile, and his curved eyebrows are very playful.

"What are you laughing at?" He obviously Leng for a while, light poke her nose tip to ask.

"Don't you think you deserve your name only in these few months?" Muqiqi continued to smile.

Abstinence?

Jin Yu chuckled and held her head. "In fact, I asked the doctor. She said that the baby is stable now, but it should be moderate and not too often."

When she was pregnant for four or five months, she felt like she was coming, so she let it go.

But this baby really caught her tightly. When Xu Shihuai was taking the bath, it was really smooth, so this baby seemed to let her experience a drop from the sky to the very low. At the beginning of pregnancy, a baby was almost sentenced to death. Now the month is getting bigger and bigger, the pregnancy reaction is also coming, the appetite is getting worse, the sleepiness, and the calf is also beginning to swell, If you stand for a long time, you will feel very tired.

"You asked again?" Muqiqi feels dumb. She still remembers that when she went to the birth examination, she heard someone negotiate with the doctor seriously with fluent French. At that time, she didn't know French well, but she just memorized a few words. Later, when she checked, the translated content made her blush. Unexpectedly, she still went her own way when she came back to China.

She still remembers that when she went to the prenatal examination later, the French doctor asked her if she had had a good Valentine's day night, she looked red in the face, but someone answered first, "of course."

"Or try it tonight?" The man's voice fell to her ears.

Muqiqi pretended not to hear, but his ears were bitten by him, and there came bursts of numbness.

Looking at her coquettish appearance, he pursed his lips and gave a low smile.

In the end, he just talked about it. On weekdays, he was very cautious about her life. It was hard for him to be pregnant with twins. How could he only think about those men and women at this time.

That night, with the fireworks rising out of the window, she slept very well.

"Still sleepy?" He took her hand and asked.

Mu Qiqi shakes his head and listens to his blushing words. His heart beats faster and he has forgotten his sleepiness.

"Let's go." The man hooked his lips, helped her up and led her out.

Handover ceremony, live broadcast all over the world.

Muqiqi, dressed in a red dress, surprised the venue. A fluffy gauze cleverly covered her raised abdomen. If you don't look carefully, you can't see that she is the expectant mother who is about to give birth.

On one side, Jin Yu steadily took her hand. No matter how much he looked around, his eyes only focused on the road under her feet.

That night, with Jin Hanlin, the president, Jin Yu naturally won't steal his father's limelight. He deliberately kept a low profile and just sat on the viewing platform with eagle eyes staring at the front.

Zero is coming. On the stage are the top military generals of the two countries. Yan Kecheng, in his military uniform, took over military power on the island with Wei Chi Hongyi.

As the two sides finished shaking hands, the tricolor national flag was lowered slowly with the French national anthem, and the Chinese national flag was raised with dignity when the zero bell rang on time.

Muqiqi stood on the platform, watching the national flag slowly rising, trembling with excitement. This was her father's wish, and she finally witnessed it for him.

At the end of the national anthem, Jin Yu looked at her, and her eyes were wet with tears.

He raised his hand to wipe her gently.

Muqiqi quickly realized his identity and said in a low voice, "I can't cry. Is there any makeup?"

On diplomatic occasions, her every move affects the image of a country.

"No, it's beautiful." The man whispered a low sentence in the past.

At the end of the handover ceremony, political leaders of the two countries stepped on the main stage to shake hands and make peace.

The French president took the initiative to shake hands with Jin Hanlin, only with a polite smile, followed by Jin Yu. Although it was an ordinary greeting, his address to Jin Yu was "Sir". Although it was only a very short address, it was undoubtedly regarded as the supreme respect to the Prime Minister of Jinling.