My Stunning Mrs. President

Suddenly, the woman burst out laughing with a "puchi"!

Looking at his shameful and indignant look, contrary to the viciousness just now, he couldn't help laughing so brightly and charmingly, so charmingly!

Still sitting in his arms, a pair of jade arms gently wrapped around his neck!

Raising her head, those cherry-like warm and attractive red lips gently kissed his thick lips!

Immediately, his eyes shifted before he gave him a reproachful look, "Fool! If you hadn't broken through the Dzogchen Realm, wouldn't you dare not even enter the bridal chamber tonight?"

So in an instant, Zhao Xiaotian was completely insane!

Swallowing, without the slightest hesitation, she slowly took off the phoenix crown on her head.

Without saying a word, he picked her up by the waist, gently placed her on the fiery red soft bed behind him, and pressed her under him!

Holding her slender and graceful waist with one hand, her thick lips kissed her charming red lips fiercely again, and with the other hand, she unbuttoned the chest of her dress in the blink of an eye!

Song Qingcheng still didn't struggle to resist, she hugged his neck tenderly, her beautiful eyes were half-closed, and she smiled slightly!

Just unconsciously, that delicate and charming face was already flushed with intoxication!

……

In the next few days, it is still calm!

There is only a big wedding between two land gods in the Dzogchen Realm in China, and the running water feast is still going on!

Of course, there are also quite a few relatives and friends who came from other places, or important figures from the various martial arts schools, who began to leave one after another!

For Zhao Xiaotian, it seemed a lot easier!

It was nothing more than the early morning of the next day, accompanying Song Qingcheng according to the etiquette, as a daughter-in-law who had just passed the family, to kowtow to the old man and his parents-in-law and offer tea, as well as the traditional custom of returning home to the Song family!

The rest of the time is nothing more than eating and drinking with the guests.

Or hold hands with Song Qingcheng and the newlywed Yan Er, wandering around the village!

What moved him quite was that on the day of the wedding, the village was suddenly covered with flowers and festive red lanterns. This woman had already guessed who did it!

Even so, she did not mention a word in a considerate manner, but murmured, "Perhaps, she should be there for this big wedding ceremony. She should also wear a phoenix crown and sit on the big table with a hijab on her head." The sedan chair, amidst the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums, stepped into the gate of Zhao's house in a beautiful manner..."

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In the blink of an eye, it is already the sixteenth day of the first lunar month!

The marriage of the two most famous and prestigious families in Huaxia Wulin, the joyous wedding ceremony has finally come to an end!

The guests who came from afar naturally all bid farewell and left!

The Lantern Festival has passed, and the traditional Chinese New Year of the Chinese lunar calendar has come to an end!

Life still goes on, and people are still moving forward.The small Plum Blossom Nunnery has finally ended the bustle of nearly ten days, and gradually restored its original calm!

The solar terms have passed the Awakening of Insects, the season of recovery of all things, perhaps, the spring is not far away!

But on this day, in the cold spring in the north, there was a rare heavy snowfall!

The sky is covered with dark clouds, the sky is surprisingly gloomy, the snow like goose feathers is flying endlessly, and the biting cold wind is howling, raging the earth like a knife!

The unprecedented bitter cold and haze seemed to swallow the earth!

And this day, it was rare to be free, and Zhao Xiaotian just stayed in his independent small building.

Basically, you don’t go outside the door. In your own study on the third floor, you can either read and write, or browse some investigation materials about the European market of the Fang Group’s traditional Chinese medicine pharmaceutical industry that Chen Yanran just sent from abroad.

Song Qingcheng is not the kind of woman who has much talent or interest in business management, but she also quietly accompanied him, and calmed down to read two classic books such as "Arbitrariness" or "Lunheng" !

Holding the little hand of this woman, and walking out of the small building, it was already evening!

The sky has become dark, the heavy snow and the cold wind are still raging mercilessly, and the land is desolate!

However, at this time, when Zhao Xiaotian just stepped out of the gate of the small building, his expression froze suddenly!

At this moment, under the wind and snow, under the dense and miserable night, on the open space in front, about forty men were standing neatly lined up!

There are old and young, tall and short, without exception, they are all above the middle level of Nirvana under the Zhao family, and they are elite aces who have gone through hundreds of battles and defeated ten with one!

Everyone has a weapon on their back or waist!

With an indescribably dignified expression, his face was filled with fear as he sharpened his sword!

The ones standing in front are "Zhou Meishen" and Zhu Ting!

Under the Zhao family banner, the two sharp knives that Zhao Longxiang was proud of and never used easily were all present!

And at the front of the line, there stood a man in his early forties with no good looks!

"Dragon Soul!" The core person in charge of the Zhao family's all-pervasive intelligence organization all over the world!

Dozens of people have been standing here for an unknown amount of time. Their heads and bodies are already covered with a thick layer of snow, but no one moves!

It's just that in his eyes, he couldn't conceal the killing intent that was too strong and biting!

In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian seemed to have guessed something in an instant, his pupils contracted violently, and his left eyelid twitched violently!

Looking at Song Qingcheng, I can clearly feel that this woman's little hands are also a little cold!

At this time, seeing the two people coming out, "Dragon Soul" hurried forward a few steps and came to the front.

He bowed down and saluted respectfully, "Young Master, Young Madam!"

But his face was also full of solemnity and worry, his head was lowered, hesitant to speak for a while, worrying about gains and losses.

Zhao Xiaotian nodded, but did not speak!

But before he knew it, his eyes were red, full of hardship and exhaustion.

After a while, "Dragon Soul" finally gritted his teeth, and murmured in a hoarse and low voice, "Master, she's back..."

In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian's expression changed again, and his temples throbbed even more violently!

Of course, it is clear who the "she" this man is talking about is!

"Just this morning, she personally led the three Great Desolate Gods of War, as well as all the core elites above the Nirvana Realm under her, to set foot on the land of China!" At this time, the "Dragon Soul" was cautious again. He murmured, "It's just unexpected, her first stop is the Taishan area in East China!"

"First, she went to the top of Mount Tai, drank blood and worshiped the heavens, and after that, she officially launched her desperate and massive invasion of China's martial arts!"

"The point of the sword is invincible! Just an hour ago, the Taishan faction declared its demise, the main rudder was bloodbathed and razed to the ground, and 58 disciples under it were sent to Huangquan! The head of East China who just returned from our Zhao family after drinking wedding wine Li Xifeng, Folding Sword died tragically!"

"Following that, under her personal orders, the elite under the banner launched a mighty and mighty battle! The Dugu family by the Baiyang Lake is already in danger. Distress book!"

"But it's too late. If there are no accidents, the Dugu family may not be able to survive tonight!"