The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 470 Strong Hurt

At this moment, she completely forgot the strong hurt that her husband didn't text or call her all day.

Still holding him, kissing him.

This kiss was so sweet and beautiful, and it was the most important kiss after she and him had been apart for a whole day.

Qu Jimeng's rage during the day seemed to be easily calmed down by her confession. When he lowered his head slightly, his fiery lips came back to crush her.

"Why don't you go to the army...will you come to the company with me?"

The two were warming up, when Qu Jimeng suddenly said this.

With a lot of emotion.

"What? Not going to the army?" Xiang Jiabao blinked his misty eyes, panting in a low voice between his lips.

"You belong to me alone!" Qu Jimeng was a little angry when he said this.

He felt that if he separated from her again, he would go crazy.

His father's kind of man who loves his wife, since he can remember, has been in and out with his mother in pairs, and rarely works alone in the company as a lone ranger.

Now, he has also tasted the pain of parting from his lover, even if it is ten hours during the day, it will not work.

He wanted to see her all the time, whenever he wanted to see her.

Xiang Jiabao nodded happily, "I'm definitely yours!"

"Well...and here, here and here—all of them are mine." Qu Jimeng looked like a jealous little boy, pointing her lips at her eyebrows, eyes, and small nose...

"Ah...Brother Mengmeng, you are really funny." Xiang Jiabao stuck out his tongue in dismay, but lowered his head shyly, and then he was blinded by his series of actions and questions. Shake your head violently.

"How dare you shake your head and say no?"

"Here, here—only I can touch it, remember!"

While nodding slightly to Jiabao, Qu Jimeng's delicate kiss moved back to her lips, lingering and lingering.

After the two had quarreled, quarreled, and kissed, the night became extremely heavy, and they lay down slowly accompanied by the lights of Huang Yun...

When he slept in the middle of the night, Xiang Jiabao's stomach suddenly growled.

Qu Jimeng hadn't fallen asleep much, but when he saw the girl beside the pillow sitting up, he also got up.

"Really hungry? Why don't you have enough for dinner, fool!"

Xiang Jiabao clutched her flat stomach, "It's not like you don't know, I feel uncomfortable when Xia Yan's mommy stares at me during dinner, how can I eat anymore?"

"Be good, my wife. I'll go down and get you something to eat."

"Forget it—" Xiang Jiabao held him down, "Did you forget that your feet are inconvenient? I'll go down by myself."

"Then I'll go down with you and have something to eat."

"This is very good. My husband treats me best."

The two wanted to go downstairs holding hands, Qu Jimeng's injured foot felt much better after a few days of recuperation, and he could jump and walk while supporting the little girl.

The two went downstairs into the kitchen, and Qu Jimeng sat down at the dining table, watching the girl in nightgown rummaging through the freezer for food.

Looking at the back, it looks like an old couple who have been married for a long time, getting hungry at night and looking for something to eat.

My heart suddenly warmed, and my eyes were moist.

"Brother Mengmeng, there's sushi too." Xiang Jiabao hugged a crisper from the crisper, extremely happy.

Come and sit down in front of your husband, "Let's serve a piece of sushi each. Don't eat too much at night."

"Wait a minute, baby—it's not good to eat cold food at night, so don't eat this. Let me cook noodles for you, okay?"

Xiang Jiabao was about to stuff the sushi into his mouth, but the man grabbed his wrist and couldn't move.

"Eat noodles? I will eat instant noodles."

Qu Jimeng gently rubbed her face, stood up, and limped into the kitchen, "There are instant noodles! Last time I asked the housekeeper to buy them, you forgot?"

(End of this chapter)