How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1397 Little pudding, my husband is calling you home 114 I am your father, why don't you see me and give me some?

Liang Mo woke up from all the drowsiness, sat up straight, and glared at her angrily.

Shallow woman!That Mu Bufan is so worthy of her liking?Like to cry all kinds of sad tears when he sees him marrying another woman?

Before she exploded, she continued to twitch and add: "I want that diamond ring too, it's so beautiful, oh... I want a diamond ring that big when I get married..."

Liang Mo: "..."

……

wedding night.

Pudding was carrying a schoolbag, standing in a very beautifully decorated apartment, feeling pitifully, she should be the worst bride in Liangcheng, not one of them.

On the night of the wedding, she carried her schoolbag to the apartment outside the school to report. There were guards guarding the door and a maid in the living room watching, for fear that her newlywed husband would fly in with wings.

Qing Xiaomo helped her tidy the bedding, tested the softness, and was satisfied.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw her standing beside her, with a bitter face, full of displeasure.

People are not big, so there are a lot of careful thoughts.

This face is short of the words "I want my husband" written in capitals.

She touched her little head: "Okay, your dad is still angry. He kissed you at the wedding at noon this afternoon, and he almost couldn't help but want to do it. Tonight, I personally took the time to watch him, and I arranged it for you." I'm sure I won't come over for a night of entertainment, so don't wait, go to bed early, huh?"

Pudding nodded sullenly.

Tossed and turned in the quilt for a while, but didn't feel sleepy, holding the ring on the ring finger and looking at it again and again, the more I looked at it, the more I liked it.

She looks really pretty, just as pretty as Mu Xiaofan.

Hehe...

After thinking about it, I took my mobile phone and didn't dare to call him. I only used text messages, and I was not very proficient. It took more than ten minutes to send a text message: "Where are you?"

I can't come over, and I don't know how to give a message.

After a while, a message came back - in a meeting, what's the matter?

This was the first time he replied to a message so quickly. He used to wish he could only say 'um', 'okay' and 'know' in an hour or two.

If you can use one word, you can never use two. If you can't reply, you can't reply.

Sure enough, as a husband, even his self-knowledge has improved a lot.

Pudding was very happy, and even typed faster: "Is my father here? If not, would you like to sneak over here? I have hidden a lot of delicious food, hehe..."

The reply was faster this time - I'm your father, what delicious food are you hiding, why don't you give me some?

"!!!"

Pudding was startled, and even threw the phone away, hiding under the quilt as if he was afraid that someone would come up and catch him.

Why did Mr. President hold Mu Bufan's cell phone?

woohoo...

He won't lock him up in the dark room again, will he?

……

Cabinet Office.

The lights were bright, and it was already past one o'clock in the morning. The group of people felt sleepy in all kinds of ways, but on the surface they could only open their eyes wide and pretend to listen carefully.

What are you doing, on this day of great joy, the young couple are not allowed to enjoy their wedding night, and they actually bring out their son-in-law to accompany him to discuss some important national affairs.

At a time like this, is the little wife at home more important to state affairs?
Mr. Mu Xiaofan, the Prime Minister of the Cabinet, remained expressionless throughout the whole process, occasionally glanced to the side, and saw Mr. Yue Zhang texting someone with his mobile phone.

His face was very gloomy.

You don't even need to think about it, you know who the person who sent the message to him is.

The thin lips gradually pursed into a cool arc.

"Sir, can you return the phone to me?" He suddenly said.

(End of this chapter)