The Pillow of the Bad President

In front of the mirror, the girl looked down at the skirt on her body.

She gently touched the fabric with her two small hands, cautiously, as if using a little force, for fear of damaging it.

Jiang Mingshi has never been stingy with the women around him. Those who were with him in the past sent many things more valuable than clothes, and those women would thank him warmly and charmingly, with greed in their eyes, wanting to ask for more many.

It's normal for everyone to take what they want.

However, it was the first time he gave someone a gift with such a sincere reaction.

Jiang Mingshi asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Tutu nodded heavily, "I like it, I like it so much!"

She couldn't put it down, staring at the skirt on her body, looking back and forth in front of the mirror, as if every child was so excited and precious when he got his first toy.

I don't know if she was too excited, but the circles of her eyes were slightly red.

Jiang Mingshi drove her to the restaurant in a sports car.

It may be because of the restaurant, the parking spaces in front of the door are full, so you have to go to the underground parking lot in front.

Jiang Mingshi asked her to wait at the entrance of the restaurant first.

When he parked the car and came over, he saw a foreign man chatting up Tutu and took out his mobile phone, as if he wanted to leave his mobile phone number in an old way.

Jiang Mingshi's face darkened, and he quickened his pace.

After approaching, he realized that the other party was not trying to strike up a conversation, but asking for directions. He seemed to have lost his way and didn't know how to read a map, so he asked someone to ask, but he couldn't speak Chinese, and all he spoke was English.

When Jiang Mingshi was about to step forward to make a rescue, he heard Tutu smile, pointing in a certain direction, and replied in the same fluent English, "you—go—straight—along—this—street,, turn—left— in—the—twoth! you—walk—down—the—street—about—500—meters, and—turn—right—and—you—will—see—it! (Go straight down the street at the second Turn left at the intersection, then turn right 500 meters down the street and you'll see it!)”

Very standard American pronunciation, and very skilled.

Jiang Ming was stunned.

He looked at her in disbelief as if he didn't know her.

After the foreign man asked the way, he thanked him repeatedly and left.

When Tutu saw him, he jumped over immediately, "Jiang Mingshi, you parked the car!"

Jiang Mingshi narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "Tutu, did you speak English just now?"

"Oh!" Tutu blinked.

Jiang Mingshi frowned, and his tone was full of inconceivability, "Didn't you say that you came from the countryside? The countryside can speak such fluent English?"

It wasn't that he was prejudiced against the countryside, it was her own rhetoric at the beginning.

What kind of parents want to sell her, giving the impression that her family is a difficult feudal family, so that the children in the family can speak English?

Even if you can learn English from TV dramas, you can't learn such fluent oral English, right?

Tutu looked like it was in the morning again, its eyeballs were rolling, and there was a sly light floating inside, as if it was thinking about how to answer.

Then, she nodded with a smile, "Yes, I learned from the TV series, I'm very smart! Don't underestimate the countryside, it's developing well now, and it's already connected to the Internet!"

Jiang Mingshi: "..."

Why does he feel that the credibility level is very low this time?

Including the big wolfhound with a name that I talked about in the morning, and learning English from a TV series, it all sounds so extraordinary!

Tutu held his arm intimately and urged, "Let's go in quickly, it's impolite to be late~"

Jiang Mingshi glanced at his watch, so he had to give up temporarily and followed her into the restaurant.

In the VIP room upstairs, Li Xiangsi and Qin Yinian arrived early with their son.

Qin Yousheng had just finished class from kindergarten, and his big schoolbag was still on the chair next to him.

Hearing Li Xiangsi's words, the little guy immediately jumped down from the chair, lay on her lap, and asked brightly, "Mom, is little sister moving again?"

"En!" Li Xiangsi bent her lips.

Hearing this, the little guy put his little hand on her bulging belly.

In fact, five months is not the most active period of fetal movement, but the little girl in her stomach is restless. If the director of obstetrics and gynecology hadn't confirmed that it was a girl, she almost wondered if the examination was wrong !

The little guy was excited, "I feel it too, she is kicking me!"

Qin Yinian said beside him, "My daughter must be hungry, let's order."

Li Xiangsi hurriedly stopped him from calling the waiter, "Don't, Young Master Jiang and the others haven't arrived yet, so it's not good for us to order first!"

"It's been so long, don't wait." Qin Yinian was impatient.

In other words, he has no patience with anyone except her wife and children.

Especially Jiang Mingshi, who used to miss her wife all the time!

Li Xiangsi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "We've only been waiting for 5 minutes!"

Qin Yinian's dark eyes glanced somewhere, and he said slowly, "The pervert is here!"

Li Xiangsi looked up, and sure enough, he saw Jiang Mingshi walking out of the elevator with a girl.

The girl was dressed much more normally than at the last wedding. The fruity green knee-length skirt matched her complexion very well, and her eyes were lively, but she only stuck to Jiang Mingshi's side, as if she wanted to keep her elegance to complement him.

The little one remembers that her mother taught her to be a good and polite child no matter what time it is.

So when I saw a guest arriving, and heard my father's address just now, without even thinking about it, I shouted in a childlike voice, "Pervert uncle!"

"..." Jiang Mingshi staggered slightly.

At the wedding that day, there were a lot of people and it was noisy, and Jiang Mingshi had to guard against the little rabbit he brought with him, so he never had the chance to see Qin You give birth to this child, so the other party didn't know his name.

Li Xiangsi was embarrassed, "Ahem! Yousheng, Dad is just joking. You can't call those two words casually. This is Uncle Jiang!"

The little guy immediately changed his words, "Hello, Uncle Jiang!"

Of course, Jiang Mingshi couldn't blame a child, after all, he knew who the culprit was.

He patted the little guy's head.

He looks pink and jade-carved, and he is very handsome, and he is indeed very likable.

Li Xiangsi's smiling eyes fell on Jiang Mingshi's side, "Who is this?"

Tutu raised her little hand and introduced herself, "I'm Tutu!"

The little guy stepped forward, and continued to shout in a childish voice, "Hello, sister Tutu!"

Jiang Mingshi: "..."

How come there is still a perverted feeling?

Qin Yinian raised his eyebrows, and looked at his son with approval and satisfaction, as if saying good job!

He had been called by such a difference before, and he knew what it was like, but now seeing other people going through the same experience as him, he was in a particularly good mood.

Li Xiangsi supported his forehead, and hurriedly called the waiter to order quickly.

During the banquet, the atmosphere was not bad.