Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

There was a fierce dark glow in Wen Muchu's eyes, and he raised his eyes to look at the fragrant and hot scene in the pavilion.

He curled his lips and smiled slightly.

An Yao, he wants her to survive, not to die.

Wen Muchu picked up Lan Xiao and left the pavilion step by step.

No matter how painful and desperate An Yao's voice is, there is no trace of movement in his heart.

The cold bloodthirsty factor in Wen Muchu's bones was very well inspired by An Yao.

He wants her to regret coming to this world.

Along the way, Lan Xiao pulled her clothes and kept yelling that it was so hot that she was about to die of heat.

Wen Muchu lowered his head and kissed her lips constantly, softly soothing: "It will be better soon, don't be afraid."

With extremely fast speed, he hugged Lan Xiao out of the bamboo forest.

Then he walked through the playground without stopping, all the way towards the school gate.

The rain was heavy tonight, so there were basically no people moving around in the school. Wen Muchu went smoothly and reached the school gate in the shortest time.

Feng Chao was already waiting outside the door.

The guard knew that Wen Muchu's identity was already different, and when he saw Feng Chao wearing a military uniform, he didn't dare to breathe. Without asking a word, he obediently opened the door and let Wen Muchu hug Lan Xiao out.

Feng Chao quickly opened the car door, and he asked the driver to lower the temperature in the car.

Wen Muchu got into the car holding Lan Xiao, and he raised his eyes to look at Feng Chao.

"Have you bought the clothes?"

"I bought it, it's in the back seat, Mr. Wen, are we really going to the hospital?" Feng Chao got on the co-pilot, looked back at Wen Muchu, and asked uncertainly.

Wen Muchu called Feng Chao long before meeting An Yao.

At that time, Feng Chao had a task, so he couldn't arrive in time.

But he also explained everything that should be explained.

Wen Muchu raised the baffle without saying a word, blocking Feng Chao's sight from looking back.

Feng Chao touched his nose helplessly and ordered the driver to drive to the hospital.

Of course, the hospital must also be arranged.

Wen Muchu did not stop for a moment, took off Lan Xiao's clothes without any hesitation, and took off cleanly from the inside out.

Lan Xiao's body is undoubtedly very beautiful and attractive.

Especially now that she has traditional Chinese medicine, her original white body is faintly faintly faint with the bright red.

Under the shining light of the car lights, her ketone body seemed to glow, exuding irresistible temptation.

Wen Muchu couldn't help but, with slightly trembling fingers, slowly touched her smooth skin.

That kind of tenderness, from his fingertips, has been flowing into his heart.

Suddenly, a flame was aroused.

He couldn't help lowering his head and gently kissed the alluring place.

He wanted to kiss again after he kissed. The taste made him want to stop.

His throat was so dry, there was a fire burning in his body.

Obviously he is in normal health, but he feels that at this moment, he may also be Chinese medicine.

The kiss fell uncontrollably on every part of her body.

But in the end, he resisted the impulse in his heart and suppressed the charming thoughts that were too strong to be controlled.

He almost looked away, tried not to let himself touch the hidden parts of her body, and put on her a corset uneasy.

Unfortunately, because of the first time he wore it, he was in a hurry and didn't know where to start.

It took more than ten minutes, and there were big beads of sweat on his forehead, and he barely helped her get dressed.

Unexpectedly, the back buckle was wrong.

Then he endured his heart beating violently, shaking his fingers for her to clasp it again.

Then there are underwear.

He was dizzy for a while, and he was afraid that he would have a nosebleed, and the blood would sprinkle on the spot.

He endured the frantic throbbing in his heart and closed his eyes to help her put on the underwear.

Of course, in the process of putting on, it is unavoidable to touch some places that should not be touched.

Wen Muchu felt that he was going to be tortured to death.

Some areas were hard and hot, and he was worried that he would faint in the next moment.

Wen Muchu took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then put a coat on Lan Xiao and put on pants.

As a result, after a while, the jacket was reversed and the pants were reversed.

Wen Muchu scolded in a blushing face, trembling and took off again, and put her on again.

The whole process is difficult and makes him nostalgic.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put Lan Xiao aside, and began to take off his wet clothes.

The rain mixed with sweat, pressed against his skin, making him hot and cold.

He takes off his clothes, naturally, very fast.

However, he just put on his pants and was about to put on a T-shirt.

Suddenly Lan Xiao's body leaned towards him.

While tearing at her clothes with her hand, that hot little hand touched Wen Muchu's chest.

Wen Muchu was taken aback, completely motionless, and froze in place.

Having been with Lan Xiao for so long, she had never touched his body so naked.

When two people are together, he dominates, each time they kiss and hug each other.

They have never been honest with each other.

At this moment, when Lan Xiao's hand touched his skin.

Wen Muchu's face was hot, and his heart suddenly rose, and a hot fire rose.

By the way, she didn't care about it.

She was still leaning over.

God knows, at this time, her body is hot like a fire, and her body is even softer than words.

Her little hand, as if carrying a kind of magic power, can evoke his intense fire whenever it falls.

He felt that his whole person was about to explode.

Wen Muchu's breathing was tight.

One grasped Lan Xiao's hand.

Lan Xiao grunted uncomfortably: "Um... so hot and so uncomfortable..."

Wen Muchu breathed heavily, gritted his teeth and put on the T-shirt.

Then, while hooping her hands, he hugged her tumultuously tightly.

"Don't move, it's coming soon, hold on."

Lan Xiao choked uncomfortably, shrank in Wen Muchu's arms and trembled.

Wen Muchu was full of sweat on his back, and many sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

He imprisoned Lan Xiao's actions, gritted his teeth and asked Feng Chao, "How long will it take to get to the hospital?"

Feng Chao listened to Wen Muchu's extremely annoyed voice, and he quickly replied: "There are still twenty minutes, it's almost there."

"Let the driver speed up and drive at the fastest speed." Wen Muchu's voice was overwhelmingly strong, and he ordered coldly.

The driver looked at Feng Chao with some embarrassment, and said silently, "It's already very fast, and something will happen soon."

Feng Chao wiped his sweat and replied with a trembling voice: "Mr. Xiaowen, the speed of the car has reached 120 yards now. If it is faster, it will be dangerous. And the rain outside is too heavy. Most people really dare not drive 120 yards. Our speed is already fast..."

Feng Chao's subtext is that the few people in their car will probably go to see the king.