Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

In fact, Feng Chao really wants to say, Mr. Xiao Wen, since you and Miss Lan are in love, why not uncook rice and cook mature rice?

If this kind of thing is spread on others, it will definitely be wiped clean without blinking.

He just can't figure it out. Why is Mr. Wen so awkward?

Therefore, after Feng Chao finished the above remarks, he said very deathly: "Mr. Xiaowen, you and Miss Lan are both adults? Actually...you can...you can do that. And. Well, let the doctor use medicine to solve it, it’s better for you to be the antidote for Miss Lan. After all, the medicine is solved, and there is no nature's most primitive antidote. Cough cough cough..."

Feng Chao almost finished speaking in his throat. After speaking, he made a guess in his heart, smirked and touched his nose.

Inside the car, there was a moment of silence for about a minute.

Feng Chao could hear it even if a needle dropped in silence.

The sweat on his forehead came out unconsciously, and he raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat.

Mom, Mr. Wen, when he doesn't speak and is silent, he is so oozing.

He was almost scared of a heart attack.

Wen Muchu hugged Lan Xiao tightly and his eyes fell on her flushed cheeks.

He didn't want to completely own her.

However, he clearly knew that joining the Raptors Special Forces was almost nine deaths.

He was afraid, in case something happened to him...

He pursed his thin lips, a trace of gloom ran across his eyes, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

He endured the dense numbness in his heart, like the pain of being bitten by a bug, and closed his eyes slightly.

He can't be so selfish, let alone take advantage of her vacancy when she is unconscious.

Moreover, he has always had a dream in his heart, that is, to save all this beautiful thing for the wedding night.

He wants her, not only the body belongs to him, her identity, her name.

For her to be his wife, he must give her all the beauty of the world, give him all, and give what he can.

At that time, he asked her for her best things.

I don't want to, but I want to love her more cherished.

Two minutes later, Wen Muchu finally spoke out.

As cold as his embrace of Lan Xiao, his voice is as cold.

"Feng Chao, if the car cannot reach the hospital within ten minutes, both you and your driver will be dismissed and sent to war-torn countries as peacekeepers."

The driver turned the steering wheel in fright, and the car nearly hit the guardrail on the side of the road.

He and Feng Chao are both under the command of His Excellency the President, so although he is currently a driver for Wen Muchu, this driver is also a soldier.

Obediently, go to a war-torn country to be a peacekeeping force, is there no return?

Although Mr. Xiao Wen does not have any serious military position now, everyone around the President knows that the President has high hopes for him. That is the best candidate for the future president.

Therefore, Wen Muchu's words are like imperial decree, which must be obeyed 100%.

Otherwise, he does what he says.

After this short period of time was relieved, the driver had already understood Mr. Wen's temper, and he was far less approachable than he had seen on the surface.

Be tough, this is also a desperate master.

At this moment, the driver was almost scared to pee.

The driver is going to be scared to pee, is Feng Chao almost scared?

He only felt that his eyes were dark, and for a moment he felt as if he was dead.

Did he provoke Mr. Xiao Wen by saying that?

Feng Chao guessed in his heart.

He suddenly yelled at the driver.

"Grass, can you drive well. Didn't you hear what Mr. Xiaowen said? You must arrive at the hospital in ten minutes, otherwise...you should be aware of the serious consequences."

How dare the driver hesitate?

Arriving at the hospital in ten minutes, he has at least a 50% survival rate.

But if he goes to a war-torn country to be a peacekeeper, then he waits for his braids, right?

Almost in the next second, the driver stepped on the accelerator and said that Lao Tzu was fighting.

The car quickly soared to one hundred and fifty yards. In the majestic rain, like a rocket, it rushed through the rain and drove forward quickly.

Shocked, the vehicles passing by all around evaded in a panic, constantly scolding parents.

Of course, Feng Chao couldn't hear them, because the speed was so fast that they flew away almost like a gust of wind.

In less than ten minutes, the car steadily stopped in front of the hospital after breaking through the majestic rain.

Feng Chao sat in the passenger seat, his face pale, shaking his palms and supporting his chest.

Dad, he almost died.

God knows how many times he wandered at the Ghost Gate along the way.

Feng Chao was still in a daze, Wen Muchu had already hugged Lan Xiao and got off the car, and walked towards the door, waiting for the medical team that was still there.

The nurse and doctor immediately surrounded him, and two male nurses wanted to take Lan Xiao from Wen Muchu's arms and put her on a stretcher.

Wen Muchu frowned slightly, dodged, and dropped a sentence: "I will hold her in."

He strode away the medical staff who were messing in the wind.

Feng Chao grabbed the car window, looked at Wen Muchu's madly and cold back, and sighed.

"Lao Zhou, after this time of contact, tusk, I understand, our Mr. Xiao Wen is not a master who can easily manipulate. Look at how he cares about Miss Lan, huh...I It is estimated that he will not obey His Excellency the President's arrangements. In the political process, he can also listen to His Excellency's opinions, but this marriage...ha...In short, there is a good show."

The driver Lao Zhou took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and he was still in shock.

Light a cigarette first to suppress the shock, grandma, how many years hasn't he fought so hard?

I thought it would be an easy job to be with Mr. Wen.

Who knows, this is more terrifying than the bullet rain forest.

"Lao Feng, I advise you to talk less about the housework of your Excellency in the future. If Brother Han knows about it, you can wait for punishment." Lao Zhou said with a slight warning while breathing out the smoke ring.

Feng Chao gave a grassy cry and turned to look at Lao Zhou.

Then he quickly grabbed half of the cigarette that Lao Zhou had smoked in his hand.

"Grass, don't you say I don't say who knows? If you betray me, I will poke your cigarette addiction to Brother Han, let me see who we are unlucky?" Feng Chao squinted, proud He took a puff of cigarette and looked at Lao Zhou with a smile.

Lao Zhou looked at him with such a sluggish appearance, clenched his fists, and wanted to throw his fist down.

But after all he held it back.

Feng Chao finished smoking a cigarette and took out his cell phone to call the hospital director.

"Is everything arranged for the above? I don't need to go up and emphasize it, right? In short, we must take care of the two little ancestors inside. Hello, me, everyone. Understand?"

The person on the phone looked frightened.

"Okay, I see, sir, don't worry."