The President's Best Wife

Chapter 217 Afraid of Pregnancy?
Xu was the lingering last night, and seeing his figure when he woke up, Wen Qiao's heart was so soft that it was unbelievably soft, and it was immediately filled to the brim.

Wen Qiao smiled like a child who scored [-] points on the test, and ran down the stairs directly, waiting for the "big patriarch" to praise him, but when he went downstairs, his legs gave way and he fell forward.

Fortunately, Meiji court had quick eyesight and quick hands, and a little woman who fell down the stairs rushed up and directly reached out to catch it.

There was no unexpected pain from falling, but instead rolled into the warm and hard embrace, the biting and pleasant smell of masculinity broke into the nasal cavity without warning, filling the entire atrium domineeringly.

Wen Qiao didn't know if it was because of his embrace that his heart was beating extremely fast, or because of the fear of almost falling.

Meijiting's gentle voice of concern sounded above her head, "How is it? Did you get knocked?"

Wen Qiao lay in his arms and shook her head, her voice was very low, and she said in a low voice, "No..."

Meiji Court noticed something, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qiao supported his shoulders and stood on the stairs one step higher than him, but he was still half a head shorter than him.

She raised her pretty face, her wet eyes showed a bit of shyness, she bit her lower lip lightly with her neat and small white teeth, which made Meijiting feel a little distracted.

"You said... Do I... want to take medicine?" After speaking, he looked at Meiji Court, waiting for his answer.

Meijiting frowned slightly, put a hand on her forehead, and said in a gentle and worried tone, "Uncomfortable? Have you caught a cold?"

Wen Qiao is embarrassing.

How dare she tell him what kind of medicine it is.

It's just a small face blushing, and the big eyes blinked twice, "No..."

Meiji Court didn't notice any abnormality in her body temperature, put down her hands and hugged her to sit on the dining table: "I don't feel uncomfortable, what medicine do I take?"

Wen Qiao sat on the dining table, her long and slender white legs dangling slightly, her arms were propped on the edge of the table, her face was slightly buried, "It's the medicine..."

Her little ears were pink in color, Meijiting already had a rough guess in his mind, and reached out to caress her soft little face, "Afraid of pregnancy?"

Wen Qiao nodded, "Your career is on the rise now. If I suddenly become pregnant at this time, it will definitely affect you. I want to wait until after the general election to get pregnant..."

Meiji Court looked at the little woman who was thinking about him at this moment, and his heart was so soft that he said, "Is it so sure that I will be elected?"

Sure, Wen Qiao said in her heart.

But in front of him, she would definitely not say this: "Because I think you have the courage of a superior, and when I was born, a master predicted that I would be a phoenix, and I am a phoenix. Then my husband It must be a real dragon."

Wen Qiao put her arms around his neck and said seriously: "Besides, your abilities are much higher than other candidates. I can't think of anyone else except you."

Meiji court chuckled: "Do you know other candidates?"

Wen Qiao was stunned for a moment. She only found out about the candidates in her previous life after the general election. However, the Meiji court did not treat its competitors like the previous presidents. Those who should be appointed should be used as usual, and those who cannot be used will be transferred. position, but will always make the best use of it.

But she couldn't tell him that she knew it herself, so she could only say: "There will definitely be one, and there will always be a candidate in every general election? You can't be the only one this time, can you?"

After Wen Qiao finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue playfully.

(End of this chapter)