Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Su Yingxue only felt her heart aching.

Her hand held his sleeve tightly and looked up at his handsome profile.

"Mu Chu, how are you recovering from your injury?"

Wen Muchu had to stop and turned to look at Su Yingxue.

Lan Xiao pursed his lips and yanked his palm angrily.

Wen Muchu grinned silently, glanced at Lan Xiao, and tightened her little hand with even greater force.

Immediately, he looked at Su Yingxue again, and said politely and alienatedly.

"The wound has healed very well, there is nothing serious about it, thank you for your concern, I still have something to do, so I won't talk more with you."

Then, he pulled his sleeves out of Su Yingxue's hands, pulled Lan Xiao into the car parked on the side of the road.

Su Yingxue's hand froze in the air, and she ran forward a few steps unwillingly.

The car carrying Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao had already started quickly and left.

She had a beautiful little face, pale and terribly pale, staring blankly at the car with the news in front of her.

"Are they in love?"

...

From the rearview mirror, Lan Xiao saw Su Yingxue's face lost in despair, sadness and loneliness, and her heart was very immoral.

Unexpectedly, is Wen Muchu still on the road?

It turned out that he faced Su Yingxue with such an alienated and indifferent attitude?

Lan Xiao pursed his lips and smiled, tugged Wen Muchu's sleeve, and asked in a low voice.

"Wen Muchu, have you always faced Su Yingxue with this attitude? Cold, unsmiling, polite and alienated?"

Wen Muchu glanced at her, a dark light flashed across his eyes, and he reached out and pinched her jaw.

"Then you think, what attitude should I use to face her?"

Lan Xiao grinned and scratched the back of his hand to please.

"This is very good, very good."

"Your little head is all night, and you don't know what you are thinking." Wen Muchu loosened her chin, squeezed her ears, and gave a cold snort.

Lan Xiao stuck out his tongue, hugged his arm, and said coquettishly: "Nothing, nothing, don't guess."

Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, are you accusing me of guessing? Obviously you are thinking..."

Lan Xiao shook her head and pouted: "It's not that I guessed, Su Yingxue gave me the feeling that she knows you very well and has a good relationship. And she can go to your house often to treat your mother. My sister is very familiar with it. Moreover. She knows such secret things that I helped the Wen family win back the copper stove. While speaking, she declared her sovereignty everywhere, as if she were your true girlfriend... It made me sulky several times. But you didn't explain to me, you badass."

"Why? Jealous?" Wen Muchu looked at her puffed up amusedly, two cheeks bulged up, like a fish exhaling, very cute.

Lan Xiao bulged her cheeks and shook her head: "I'm not jealous...no..."

Wen Muchu got closer to her and smelled it.

"I smell..."

Lan Xiao couldn't hold back, he laughed, and smiled and pushed him away.

Wen Muchu held her hand instead, with thin lips close to her ears, and explained in a low voice: "Our family used to be poor. My father was sick all year round. Wen Cheng and I have to go to school again. Most of the family’s financial resources are provided. , Are all earned by my mother as a nanny for others. My mother is also lucky to work as a nanny in the Su family for several years. It is precisely because of this job that it is enough to support the economic access of our family."