The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Time seems to pass quickly when sleeping, such as Lan Xinhui sleeping soundly with Wang Zichen on her pillow.

Time seems to pass quickly on people who are beautiful in their hearts, such as Wang Zichen who is pregnant with a beautiful woman.

The method was only a blink of an eye, the car drove into Green City Xinyuan, and Wang Ziji parked the car in the parking space outside Wang Zichen's garage.

He glanced sideways at Miao Miaomiao in the passenger seat, and saw that she had fallen asleep leaning against the seat, with her head tilted to the side of the car door. He had seen her knocking on the door again and again before, and he saw that I feel pain.

In fact, if she turned this way, she wouldn't have to suffer the pain, but she didn't.What a stubborn girl!

Wang Ziji looked at his elder brother Wang Zichen from the rearview mirror, and saw that he was hugging Lan Xinhui who was sleeping soundly, sleeping so contentedly!

Everyone was sleeping and he was awake alone, Wang Ziji suddenly felt an unspeakable loneliness, he sighed silently.He reached out to turn off the air conditioner and lowered all four windows in half.

The cool evening breeze blew into the car, but he suddenly regretted doing this.Miao Miaomiao in the co-pilot was woken up by the slight sound of lowering the window.

She opened her eyes, stretched as if nothing had happened, then unbuckled her seat belt, picked up her bag, opened the door and got out of the car.

Wang Ziji quickly unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car, and followed Miao Miaomiao.

Wang Zichen in the car didn't sleep very deeply. Although he wasn't woken up by the sound of lowering the window, he was also woken up by the sound of the two of them unfastening their seat belts and opening and closing the car door.

A familiar faint fragrance lingers in the nostrils, and when I open my eyes, I see the charming sleeping face of the beauty.

He unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

Lan Xinhui was also startled by the sound of opening and closing the car door, her brows were slightly frowned, and her body twisted.

She twisted unconsciously, like a "click" of a match. Immediately afterwards, Wang Zichen felt like a pair of dry sticks, being instantly ignited by the flame.

However, he didn't dare to move, he held his breath and looked down at Lan Xinhui in his arms.

Lan Xinhui was really too tired. Her body hadn't recovered, and she hadn't exercised for a long time. Today, she climbed a mountain for a few hours. The amount of exercise was too much. She was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep.

Immersed in the sweet dream, even though she felt a slight sound, she struggled a bit and fell back into the sweet dream.

Seeing that her body stopped moving and her frowning brows gradually relaxed, Wang Zichen exhaled slowly.

The fire in his body was smothered abruptly before it burned up, which was not uncomfortable.

He endured it, he remembered, and hoped that he could double his demands in the future.

The west slanting sun slowly set down little by little. After it completely fell, a warm-colored neon dress was left behind, and then the neon dress was slowly gathered up, and the night was slowly pulled up.

Finally, Lan Xinhui gradually woke up from the long dream.

When she found herself leaning on someone's shoulder, she was startled, and quickly sat upright: "I'm sorry!"

"It's okay." Wang Zichen moved his arms that were a little numb from the pillow with a smile.

Lan Xinhui looked around and exclaimed, "Oh, it's so late?"

"Yes," Wang Zichen echoed and agreed, and he also felt that time passed so fast, although he was awake.

Lan Xinhui looked at the seat in front, then at the outside of the car, and asked, "Where are they?"

"I don't know... Maybe he's already gone?" Wang Zichen said, he stretched his waist, his shoulders were a little sore from the pillow, but the sour feeling was not bad.