The President Got Twins

Another person next to her said, "yes, yes, Wen Shutong is so handsome that he doesn't leave a way for men."

"Ah, ah, I fell in love with you."

Meng huaiwei is stiff in place, quietly put down his waist fork in the hand, and nervously rubbed his hands.

It's over. He messed it up.

Wen Shutong drove his child to the underground parking lot to release the car. Huo Xingfei's legs were soft when Wen Shutong took him out of the car. His face was white and white, but his eyes flashed with excitement. His big eyes looked at Wen Shutong.

Wen Shutong touched his little cold face and said with a smile, "dear little star, congratulations on becoming a mature little star. You have got a new skill point today Drag racing. "

Huo Xinghui's delicate smile showed a few small white teeth and nodded.

"Let's go. It's time for you to go to work with your dear mommy." Wen Shutong held out his hand and put it in front of Huo Xinghui as a gentleman. He hesitated for a moment and slowly put his hand on it.

Wen Shutong smiles and leads the child upstairs. As soon as the elevator reaches the first floor, it is opened.

Meng huaiwei bit a rose with a strange appearance and taste in his mouth. He raised his eyebrows at wenshutong, revealing a smile that he thought was natural and sexy, and even gave a wink.

Wen Shutong awkwardly pulled a corner of his mouth: "well, sir, if you don't want to enter the elevator, you can turn it off again. Please don't waste other people's time."

Meng huaiwei angrily took off the rose, touched his nose and said glumly, "do you have no heart?"

Wen Shutong responded by closing the elevator door directly. Just as the elevator door was about to close, Meng huaiwei put a foot in it to stop the elevator closing.

Wen Shutong was about to speak when he suddenly stopped. He raised his hand and touched his nose. He sneezed: "ah Cho."

"Please take the flowers away. I'm allergic to the smell on them." Wen Shutong sneezes several times in a row and reaches out to close the elevator door.

The elevator door closed slowly between the two people. Frozen in place, Meng huaiwei vaguely heard Wen Shutong open his mouth and said, "these two days have been eight generations of bloody mildew. You can't get along with me, can't you?"

After work that day, Wen Shutong drove his motorcycle and took his children through the main gate of Tianhe building. He went to the nearby Jinshi shopping mall to buy some summer clothes, and then bought a new summer pajamas for the children.

Meng huaiwei originally planned to wait at the gate of the building to invite Wen Shutong to have dinner with him. After all, he has been pursuing Wen Shutong for several days, but he has never had a chance to really sit down and talk and explain clearly to her the reasons for his series of misunderstandings.

Seeing her handsome driving the motorcycle passing by, Meng huaiwei immediately turned around and jumped into the car, then rushed to Jinshi, closely following the mother and son.

Wen Shutong picked up a children's pajamas and raised it to ask Huo Xinghui: "is that one just not good-looking? What about this one? What about? I think the Winnie bear on this one is very cute

Huo Xingyi shook his head in a tangle, and Wen Shutong gave up completely: "Transformers don't like it, Doraemon doesn't like it, niumeng rabbit doesn't like it, and Winnie doesn't like it either. You can choose it yourself, I don't care."

Huo Xinghui walked around the pajama shop with his legs, led Wen Shutong to the left row of hangers, pointed to two of them, and did not speak.

Wen Shutong picked it up and had a look. These two pieces are a series of styles, simple and generous design. There are creative patterns of stars and moon on the left of neckline and top, and the same design on the right of lower garment.

"Good looking. I want to buy new clothes, too." Wen Shutong touched Huo Xinghui's head, "the star's eye is so good, can you choose one for Mommy?"

Huo Xinghui nodded. When he raised his head, he froze for a moment. Wen Shutong turned his head and saw Meng huaiwei's figure quickly hidden behind a pillar.

Wen Shutong frowns, gets up and pulls Huo Xinghui to check out. She didn't expect that Meng huaiwei would follow her. She was more and more disgusted with Meng huaiwei.

Meng huaiwei followed Wen Shutong all the way. He found that half an hour had passed and the two men had not come out. He hesitated to go and see him. He found that the man had already left.

When he was wandering around looking for someone in jinshilai, Wen Shutong had already driven his motorcycle with his children to buy vegetables and go home to cook.

In the evening, Wen Shutong sat on the sofa, soaking his feet while in a daze.

Huo Xinghui went over and handed over his writing board. He knocked on the board and asked her to come back to her mind: "it will peel off if it is soaked again."

Wen Shutong reacted and quickly took out his feet. After a while, he began to press the TV in a daze.

Huo Xinghui worried that the TV had been jumping off the platform and was broken. He grabbed the remote control again and handed the tablet over: "what's the matter? There's a hole in the remote control. "

Wen Shutong didn't speak. He picked up the pen on the writing board and began to paint. After a while, Huo Xinghui took a look at it and found that she had painted a lot of messy thread balls. Nothing could be seen. It was just like four dissimilarities.Huo Xinghui had to reach out and push her. Wen Shutong looked back, touched his face, and murmured: "it's been five years since I saw you. What's the meaning of his pasting it like a dog skin plaster? I thought about it carefully, and found that I didn't buy lottery tickets recently, didn't win a big prize, and I didn't have any academic papers that won major awards. I couldn't be rich overnight and worth tens of millions of dollars. What did he do all of a sudden? "

Huo thought about it seriously and wrote, "Mommy is so beautiful."

"Oh, honey, it's so sweet." Wen Shutong took him to his lap and rubbed him personally. Then he said seriously, "it's impossible. If it's really for my face, I'll appear when I'm back home. I can't appear at this time for no reason."

"At this time When I was just put together by Wen Linlang... " Wen Shutong suddenly thought, "it seems that I have to talk to him."

On the other side of the city, Meng huaiwei stood in front of the French window with a red wine cup in his hand, looking down at the traffic and the city lights, showing a sneer.

"Hello, do me a favor." He made a phone call and said simply.

I don't know what he said there. Meng huaiwei put down his glass, knocked on the table, thought for a while and said, "no, help me form a bureau. I have a good plan. I have to make it myself. "

"Well, good. See you tomorrow night. "

The next day, Meng huaiwei rarely appeared to disturb Wen Shutong. She went upstairs to open the office door and asked Huo Xinghui to wait in the lounge.

After a while, Wen Yueqi dragged Huo Yanlin, who was obviously not satisfied with his face, walked in and ran to Wen Shutong happily.

But he hasn't seen his mother for a long time. If it hadn't been for Huo Yanlin's face, he would have jumped up and hugged her.