The President's Best Wife

Chapter 32: Chapter 32
Wen Qiao's sudden hug and words stunned Meizhiting. No matter how powerful a man is, once he has a heart, he will become sentimental and sensitive.

He immediately put his arms around her waist, and his deep eyebrows softened, "Silly girl, why are you crying, be good, stop crying."

Like coaxing a child, he gently patted her on the back and comforted her. The feeling of reassurance was just like the sense of solidity he gave people.

"No, I still want to hear such gentle words from you." Wen Qiao simply faced him, sitting on his lap, with her face nestled in his arms.

Meijiting smiled lightly, and supported her waist with big palms to prevent her from slipping down, "Aren't you shy?"

It took a lot of courage for this action, and when he asked him, he blushed immediately, "I'm ashamed, but I want to get closer to you."

"It would be great if my Qiao Qiao could say that earlier?" Meiji court was happy, but his heart was not only so calm on the surface, it was already turbulent, and the waves were rolling, as if he had been separated for many years. The treasure is finally lost and found.

He felt happy and satisfied, but it made Wen Qiao feel sad. He was the proud son of heaven, and those who loved him flocked to him, but he only had her eyes on her. He had been so sincere, yet she let her down so easily.

She felt distressed and hated her former self.

"Mr. Ming, do you think it's late?" Wen Qiao climbed his shoulders, sat up straight, and looked at the handsome man in front of him with wet eyes. He just sat so casually, and he seemed to be an oppressive superior.

She was also nervous, afraid that the Meiji court would care about her previous excessive behavior.

"If Qiao Qiao loves me, it's not too late." Meijiting said in a deep voice, the corners of his mouth were smiling, revealing his porcelain-like teeth, so charming, like a twig in bloom.

If you don't pick it, you can't stand the temptation of its beauty. If you pick it, you will be in an abyss with one step, and it is difficult to turn back.

Wen Qiao's brain got hot for a while, so it didn't matter whether it was a cliff or not, and she just moved her mouth towards it.

She thought that Meiji Court was a gentle but deeply poisonous poison. She was already hard to let go of him after only a few days of her rebirth.

Recently, there has been a popular saying on the Internet: No matter who you meet, he is the person who should appear in your life, not by accident.So I always believe that no matter where I go, it is the place I should go, experience what I should experience, and meet the people I should meet.

Therefore, she also believed that the double betrayal of love and family affection in her previous life was all deliberately arranged by the Buddha, which made her wake up, be reborn, and love the person she should love seriously.

Meiji court really didn't expect her to kiss him so suddenly, but he was willing to accept her initiative.

Wen Qiao sat up straight, holding his face with both hands, a bit condescending, Meiji court let her do what she wanted, and when she had more courage to continue to be presumptuous, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly deepened.

What he saw was the girl's blushing little face, her eyes were tightly closed, and she was extremely nervous.

He comforted her back with his big palm, and pressed her forehead against her forehead when kissing the gap, with a slightly sexy and hoarse voice: "Don't be nervous, take your time, huh?"

Wen Qiao felt that what he said obviously underestimated herself, and she refused to accept it: "I'm a girl, so I have a thin skin. As a man, how can you let girls come first? It would be very ungentlemanly."

(End of this chapter)