Is the future president's wife, not a girlfriend!!
For a moment, everyone took a cold breath, "this is true!!"
The president has a girlfriend! Listening to the voice, I think it must be a very soft and lovely girl!
My God, this is too enviable!
"The golden Bachelor of ten thousand years has a girlfriend unconsciously!!" someone collapsed and covered his head, "doesn't the president hate women to be close
"The president's wife must be super cute, super sweet and super soft!!"
"Mashed taro, Bobo milk tea, no mashed taro, no milk tea, then there will be only BoBo! Ah! The president's wife is too provocative!"
"Fairy love! Because of the words of the president's wife, the president immediately ended the meeting. Now he must be driving Maybach home to send boo to his wife immediately!"
Zhou Zhuli pushed his glasses expressionless, thinking about whether the president could catch up with the signing with Bolai in the afternoon.
Otherwise, we'll inform Bolai company to wait. After all, he doesn't dare to disturb the president at this time.
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In the apartment.
The sun came in from the French window and shone on the sofa in the living room.
The girl in light pink pajamas sat lazily on the sofa with a little cat's pillow in her arms.
The girl's body was so small that almost the whole person shrank in a corner of the sofa. Long black hair is very soft. I guess I slept too confused. There is still a hair on my head. I look dull.
At the moment, Shen Wanqing is holding a kitten pillow, concentrating on the animation in front of him, and sometimes makes a ha Che.
After stretching, Shen Wanqing put the kitten pillow aside, picked up the jar of wangzi milk on the table, drank a few mouthfuls and put it down.
When Shen Wanqing finished eating the sandwich in her hand, she heard a voice at the door.
She licked the corners of her lips, turned and lay on the sofa, leaned out her little head and looked at the door.
As expected, Qiao Shijin came back.
At the door, the young man was wearing a abstinent and cold black suit. He was slender and looked like a person who didn't touch human fireworks. At the moment, he lowered his eyebrows and patiently changed into a pair of pink long eared little rabbit slippers.
The young man's pace was calm and precious, his eyebrows and eyes under his broken hair were clear and meaningful, and his eyebrows were thick and amazing. When he came out of the corner between the corridors, he caught the sight of the children lying on the sofa peeping.
The two looked at each other. Qiao Shijin smiled gently. He walked calmly and walked slowly.
In front of Shen Wanqing, the man leaned down lazily, stretched out his white and cool fingertips and rubbed the corners of the girl's mouth.
"Did you heat the sandwich before you eat it?"
Qiao Shijin's voice was lazy and careless, and her beautiful and exquisite face was covered with a touch of maturity and steadiness.
The girl sitting on the sofa nodded when she heard the speech, and her voice was soft and waxy, "well, yes! Qingqing put the sandwich in the microwave and heat it up!"
The man drooped his eyebrows, his long eyelashes were slender and thick, and his eyes seemed to have a smile.
When her peaceful eyes looked at the good girl in light pink pajamas on the sofa, she couldn't help bending her lips and laughing.
He leaned over and kissed the girl's lips, and the man's thin and beautiful thin lips fell on her lips.
I heard each other's low whisper of love.
"Baby, that's good."