Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao pulled his sleeves anxiously, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry, I don't mean anything else."

She never knew that he rejected people from Wen Zhihuai so much.

She didn't even know what happened that year. The only son of a dignified president of a country would actually live out for many years.

He was supposed to grow up with clothes and clothes, but he fell into the mortal world and suffered more than ten years.

Once the identity was reversed, no one could accept and understand it.

Along the way, the two did not speak again, and the atmosphere between them was very depressing.

The car eventually stopped in a newly built suburban apartment building.

Surrounded by lush greenery, dense trees and flowers, a quiet environment, convenient transportation, there is a large supermarket nearby, and there is also a small hospital.

A few steps, there is even a subway station.

Mingyuju Apartment is a newly built apartment complex in Lingcheng.

Although it is located on the outskirts of Lingcheng, but because of the convenient transportation, the price here is not low.

A house here, more than 100 square meters, at least about two million.

Walking all the way, Lan Xiao felt that this place was pretty good.

The floors in the apartment area are also quite high, with several buildings.

The house bought by the Wen family is on the 6th floor of Building 8, a house of more than 100 square meters with three bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms and one balcony.

It is well decorated, and you can move in directly without going upside down.

When the two entered the elevator, Lan Xiao raised her eyes and looked at the silhouette of Wen Muchu reflected in the elevator mirror. She tentatively reached out and touched his finger.

Wen Muchu pursed the corners of her lips, took her hand and said three words in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Lan Xiao was taken aback, unexpectedly he would apologize.

"I shouldn't spread my bad mood to you, let alone get angry at you." He added.

Lan Xiao shook his head quickly: "I don't mind, Wen Muchu, as long as you know, I will always stand by your side and always support any decision you make."

Wen Muchu's eyes flashed slightly, his heartstrings trembled suddenly, his eyes blazing.

Lan Xiao pursed his lips, did not notice any strangeness in him, and continued: "I care about you, so I can't bear to make you feel embarrassed..."

Just halfway through the conversation, a hot breath surged towards her.

The scorching hot palm grabbed her and slammed her into his arms.

His breath swept across her nose, thin lips, and kissed her fiercely without a trace of hesitation.

Lan Xiao was completely stunned, and his brain went blank for a moment.

The heartbeat seemed to have stopped in an instant.

Because he was in the elevator, after a kiss, he didn't go any further.

The tip of his nose rubbed her nose, his fingers hooked her chin, and the corners of his lips pressed happily.

"Much better."

Lan Xiao didn't dare to move, his heart was beating, blinking, looking at him with a ignorant expression.

The ears, cheeks, and neck were red with no exception.

As if kissing for the first time, every time he touched and approached, Lan Xiao could feel that she was dying.

This man, how could he tease her like this.

At the last moment, he was still angry and unhappy. At this moment, he was gentle and long with a drizzle.

This kind of detached, hot and cold attitude is about to drive Lan Xiao crazy, okay?

With a "ding", the elevator door opened and the sixth floor arrived.

Lan Xiao quickly stepped away from him shyly, his head drooping, for fear of being seen, they just did something shameful.

Wen Muchu laughed in a low voice, the laughter was incredibly pleasant.