Mo yanjue's phone call passed, and the president almost cried with joy.
Looking forward to so many years, he is finally going to see his daughter.
"I'll send a car to pick you up. You'll come right away. You'll come right away." The president said two in a row and came at once, which showed how eager he was.
"Don't bother. Let's go by ourselves. I'll see you later."
"OK, I'll see you later."
Hang up the phone, Mo yanjue walked back to Mu Qiqi's side and said softly: "Mr. President said, we can go now."
Muqiqi's heart was inexplicably flustered. He had been ready, but when he said that, he began to get nervous again.
"What kind of clothes should I wear and what should I prepare?" At a loss, she turned around in situ, not knowing what to do first and then.
Mo yanjue hugged her and gently put her in his arms. "Don't be nervous. I will be with you all the time."
Warm embrace let her down instantly, she gently leaned on his broad shoulders, the heart was instantly filled.
"Then I'll go up and change. We'll go."
Being comforted by him, Muqiqi's heart was steadfast and determined to meet him.
"I'll go up with you." Mo yanjue smiled softly and led her little hand upstairs.
At this time, what she should need most is his company. Even if he doesn't do anything, it can give her a kind of comfort.
Upstairs in the cloakroom, Muqiqi opens the wardrobe. All kinds of clothes are displayed in front of her. There is a kind of eye picking at left and right.
For a moment, she looked back at moyanjue, who was standing at the door, asking for advice: "which suit do you think I should wear?"
Mo yanjue chuckled and took a heavy step towards her. "My wife is so beautiful, she looks good in everything, so she doesn't have to worry at all."
Muqiqi's face was a little red because of his boasting, and he rarely showed a coquettish smile. "You are a man, I ask you what you mean."
Mo yanjue crooked his head, and a bad smile came up on his face
Muqi, Qiqi, zipping and stretching out his hand, hammered it on his chest, which was as hard as stone, without good airway: "when are you still thinking of joking? See if I'm not happy. Are you happy? "
"No, just a little bit of fun." Mo yanjue deliberately teased her just to ease the atmosphere. Since she knew her identity, the expression on her face has been very tangled. It's just like two people laughing with her.
His greatest wish is to make her happy. If he knows his identity and loses the fun of life, then don't forget this noble identity.
"Mo yanjue!"
After listening to his jokes, muqiqiqiqiqiqiyaoyan chased him all over the room, but every time he was about to catch him, he almost escaped.
Running down around the bedroom, Muqi became more angry, and his face turned red, "Moyan Jue, stop for me!"
Just as she was struggling to catch up, someone didn't play the card according to the routine, suddenly "braked" and turned to run towards her. After a while, muqiyi didn't react and was directly knocked down in the sofa by him