Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

Still no response.

Ning Qingruo showed a worried look on her small face, "Sister Shuang must have had an accident, right?"

As soon as the words fell, He Fei landed a generous palm on her head, like rubbing a kitten, "Who are you, Sister Shuang? It's not you, how could something happen so easily?"

"He, Fei!"

Ning Qingruo slapped his hand on her head away, her almond eyes widened and she was dissatisfied: "You mean to look down on me? Don't forget, who is planted in my hands, time and time again ..."

"Oh, that's because I cooperated actively, otherwise you really think that your three-legged cat kung fu can take me down?"

"Okay, you finally confessed!"

Ning Qingruo threw away the notebook, and dragged the man beside him to sit down.

Then she nimbly turned over, pressed on the man's strong thigh, and sat on him.

Putting his arms around the other person's shoulders, he looked a little smug, "Let me just say, there's no way you didn't have feelings for me at that time! You've never been honest!"

He Fei chuckled, raised his hand and scratched lightly on the tip of her small nose.

"Fool, I'm afraid that it will hurt your self-confidence."

Ning Qingruo nodded suddenly, but still felt that there was something wrong with his words.

Suddenly reacting, this guy is still turning a corner and saying that he is not good at skills!

snort!

She raised her fist and shook it, but found that she couldn't bear to attack him at all.

I had no choice but to thump his chest lightly, and sighed: "You are right, I am the one with the worst skill in the team, and the one who worries Sister Shuang the most. If I hadn't met you later, I would be Should be with the rest of the team..."

Ning Qingruo's almond eyes dimmed, and there was a trace of sadness in them.

He Fei seemed to have a feeling, held her face in his hands, and interrupted her, "Don't think about the past. Now you are my lovely little wife and the mother of our daughter. Our family of three will be happy forever Go down, I won't allow anyone to destroy it."

There was a flash of sharpness in the man's restrained and deep eyes that had not been seen for a long time.

Ning Qingruo was startled, nodded subconsciously, and explained: "I just want to reunite with Sister Shuang to make sure that she is still alive and well. Other... I won't think about it anymore."

"Well, let's go to bed early, it's late now."

He Fei touched her head, saw that she was still looking at the laptop screen with some uneasiness, and said helplessly, "Don't worry, since I have found her signal now, it is not too late to contact her tomorrow. Let someone trace her whereabouts and arrange for you to meet up."

"......All right."

Ning Qingruo finally turned her eyes back, but the next second, she couldn't help but let out a low cry.

He Fei actually hugged her directly!

She could only wrap her legs around his waist, and she was carried back to the room by him like a monkey.

The next day.

There was a chill of melting winter snow in the air.

Misty.

Outside Yuan's villa, a limousine drove slowly.

In the room on the second floor, Qin Shu got up early and tidied up.

She was wearing the dress that Yan Jing had prepared for her.

A black velvet mermaid skirt with a silver-white fox fur vest on the outside.

She covered the wound on her neck with a black gauze scarf, tied with a simple bow.

Hearing the sound of cars downstairs, Qin Shu walked to the window sill.

Opening the curtains, I saw just outside the gate of the villa, the car door opened, and a familiar face got out of the car.

Qin Shu looked slightly startled.

How could it be him