The President's Best Wife

Chapter 38 38 Do you want to take a bath or do you want these feet?
When Wen Qiao was thinking of words, Meiji Court's cell phone rang.

When the man stood up, Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, got up quickly, and ran upstairs with a limp.

Meijiting held the phone in one hand and grabbed her wrist with the other, "Put on soft slippers first, aren't you afraid that your feet will get worse?"

Seeing the man walking towards the corridor outside the living room, Wen Qiao slowly moved to the shoe cabinet, and faintly heard him calling his mother.

The moment I put on the household mop, my heart twitched. It was Ming's mother, the woman with a very temperamental smile.

He glanced out at the back of the man with his back in his pocket, and went upstairs.

Meiji Court listened to the phone seriously, with a soft and warm smile on his face, "Hey, it's getting late, go to bed early, um, I love you."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but the Meiji court on this end showed a smile with white porcelain teeth again, "Okay, I promise you."

After hanging up the phone, Meiji Court looked towards the second floor with complicated emotions in his deep eyes.

Meiji Court sighed, and walked upstairs. Wen Qiao stood at the door, and when he heard footsteps, he poked his head out immediately, "Mr.

—"

Standing at the door of her room, she looks like a child who has done something wrong, with her head buried, her hands twisted in front of her body, at a loss what to do.

He sighed slightly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qiao raised her head, her big wet eyes were full of panic, "Did it be your aunt's call just now?"

Meijiting's heart skipped a beat, and she relaxed her vigilance just after answering the phone, so what did she hear?
Seeing that he hesitated, she guessed that it was a fucking call. She looked at him nervously, "Does it mean that auntie doesn't like me and doesn't want us to be together?"

Hearing this, Meiji court heaved a sigh of relief.

He rubbed her head with his big palm, "Silly girl, how come, my mother likes you very much, you think too much."

Knowing that he was coaxing herself, but in order not to worry him, she just pretended to be nonchalant and patted her chest lightly, "That's good, that's good."

"Good night, sir." He reached out to close the door, but was stopped by a big hand.

"Huh?!" Wen Qiao looked at him blankly, "Is there anything else, sir?"

"Don't get your feet wet for a few days, and it's best not to take a shower, just wipe your body with hot water." Meiji court told her.

"Ah? I can't take a bath, I will feel uncomfortable, can we discuss this matter, sir." She hugged his arm, pouted her cute mouth, trying to let Meiji court let go.

He pulled out his arm, pressed her shoulder with one hand, and gently squeezed her puffy little face with the other, causing a burst of numbness as the slightly callused fingertips pinched her creamy skin.

He looked at her with deep eyes, and the voice from his thin lips was low and slow: "Hey, wait for the wound to heal in two days. It's easy to get infected if it gets wet."

Wen Qiao wanted to fight for it again, "One time, just one time, okay?"

"Okay."

Wen Qiao thought there was something going on, and immediately rejoiced, but he said again: "Do you want to take a bath or do you want your feet?"

"..."

Wen Qiao's big eyes blinked twice and tears flashed in an instant. Coupled with her flat mouth, she was full of pitifulness, "I want it all."

Meiji Court immediately darkened, "Qiao Qiao, be obedient, I can agree to anything, except for things related to you, and acting like a baby is not acceptable."

Wen Qiao: "Showers are not good, but baths are fine. Are there bathtubs?"

The corners of Meijiting's mouth curled into a gentle arc, "Will someone install it for you tomorrow?"

Wen Qiao: "..."

If you can't take a bath, you can only sleep.

She had just closed the door when she suddenly remembered something.

(End of this chapter)