Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

1482 Wen Muchu, he’s really so gentle

When the media saw this, they nodded in agreement.

After all, he was the president. They didn’t dare to act rashly. They could only hope that Mr. President would hold a press conference as scheduled after the wedding.

Wen Muchu pulled Lan Xiao along as they entered the wedding venue.

After the wedding ceremony, Lan Xiao was almost exhausted.

Wen Muchu was worried that her body would not be able to take it. After putting on the Rings for each other and reciting the oath, he said,

He carried Lan Xiao in his arms and left the crowd’s sight.

LAN Shanhua and LAN xingbo quickly cooperated and ushered the guests to their seats.

Wen Muchu carried Lan Xiao and went up to the 16th floor.

The Presidential Suite on the 16th floor was prepared for them by LAN Shanhua.

He carried Lan Xiao and entered the room.

He carefully placed her on the double bed.

Lan Xiao felt comfortable and sighed.

“I’m really too tired. My back is aching and my feet are cramping. Chuchu, it’s been so hard on me, Yingluo.”

Wen Muchu’s eyes flashed with a hint of pity.

He lifted the red veil on her head and looked at the beautiful bride with a smile.

Then, he lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead.

“It’s been hard on you, Madam President.”

Lan Xiao’s face turned red and she couldn’t help but smile.

Madam President. She liked this title …

Wen Muchu gently touched her stomach and said in a hoarse voice, ” “I’ll get you some hot water to soak your feet.”

Lan Xiao nodded happily. Of course, she was happy to enjoy the treatment of an Imperial realm expert.

Wen Muchu was a little helpless as he raised his hand and pinched her nose.

Then, he took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went to get hot water.

Five minutes later, Wen Muchu came back with a basin of hot water and placed it by her feet.

He knelt down on one knee and carefully removed Lan Xiao’s shoe.

Lan Xiao’s toes were a little red.

Wen Muchu’s eyes flashed with a hint of pity.

“The shoes don’t fit your feet?”

Because they were wedding shoes, those shoes from ancient times, she was not used to wearing them.

“En, a little. “However, I can still bear with it,” Lan Xiao replied with a smile.

Wen Muchu placed her feet into the basin of water.

“How’s the water temperature?” he asked.

it’s just right. Neither hot nor cold, chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-chuckling. Lan Xiao grinned.

At this moment, she was really happy.

Wen Muchu was really so gentle, so gentle.

She was almost melting in his gentleness.

Wen Muchu massaged her feet for her and even gave Lan Xiao a massage skillfully.

After washing her feet, he took a towel and spread it on his knees, placing her feet on his lap.

Then, he gently massaged her sore legs.

Lan Xiao tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder.

As she massaged, she closed her eyes in comfort and fell asleep without realizing it.

Wen Muchu turned his head and saw that Lan Xiao had fallen asleep.

He couldn’t help but smile. He leaned closer to Lan Xiao and gently kissed her seductive lips.

After that, he placed her on the bed and covered her with a thin blanket.

The arrangements for the press conference were almost done.

Wen Muchu asked song Qiaoqiao to stay here with Lan Xiao while he attended the press conference with Gu CI.

Lan Xiao’s sleep was endless.

She slept for six to eight hours and only woke up when the sky turned dark.

When she woke up and slowly opened her eyes, she realized that she was in Wen Muchu’s arms.

Her heart could not help but throb.

Wen Muchu’s eyes were closed and he was in a light sleep.

Lan Xiao’s eyes flickered as she pulled a prank. She reached out and pinched his nose.