Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao played the trick of the empty glove white wolf.

She didn't see An Yao and Fu Yunke again until school was over. I heard that she had asked for leave. She should have no face to see people for a while?

Such a shameful thing, such a vicious thing, she kindly spared them, and Lan Xiao only hoped that they could correct their mistakes, which would be great.

Otherwise, next time, if they make trouble again, she will not spare them easily.

After school, Lan Xiao followed Wen Muchu out of school.

He walked behind, and she followed behind with her backpack on her back.

After leaving the school gate and walking around a few corners, Wen Muchu suddenly stopped and slowly turned to look at her.

Lan Xiao was taken aback, stopped immediately and lowered his head to be silent.

"Come here..." Wen Muchu shouted in a low voice.

Lan Xiao couldn't believe it and looked around and found that there was no one. She only realized it later and pointed to herself a little excitedly.

"Let me pass?"

"..." Wen Muchu strained his mouth coldly, turned around without saying a word, and walked away.

Lan Xiao's expression changed, and he immediately ran forward, stretched out his fingers, and carefully pulled his clothes.

"Um, I have something to tell you..."

The two were walking and talking, Wen Muchu did not stop, and whispered back.

"You said……"

"Well, the matter between Mu Shuo and I was a misunderstanding. You should know the cause and effect, right?" Lan Xiao asked nervously.

"Hmm..." He answered lightly.

Lan Xiao scratched the back of his head helplessly, what do you mean?

She was in a daze. She didn't pay attention to her feet at all. There was a pothole on the ground. She stepped on the air, and the whole person rushed forward, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Wen Muchu quickly reached out and took her arm.

"While walking without looking at the road, what the **** are you doing?" He yelled sharply.

Lan Xiao curled her mouth a little aggrievedly, twisted her ankle, she wanted to cry in pain, and then choked in a low voice in a pitiful voice.

"pain……"

Wen Muchu's face changed, and an icy breath exuded from all over his body. He gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Deserve it..."

Lan Xiao sniffed aggrievedly. The ankle really hurts so much that she couldn't control her tears.

Wen Muchu lowered his eyes and glanced at her feet. The ankle, which was originally white and small, quickly became red and swollen.

He squatted down quickly, touched the red and swollen ankle with his slender fingers, frowning: "It's all swollen. You must go to the hospital."

Lan Xiao protested in a low voice: "Can I not go?"

"No, you have to go." Wen Muchu gave her the opportunity to refuse even the slightest bit. After saying this, he immediately bent over and hugged her up.

His nose was tangy, and it was his pleasant, clear breath, and Lan Xiao's cheeks flushed with shame.

His body was completely stiff, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

The heartbeat, the pounding rush, as if it could jump out of the throat at any time.

Wen Muchu's face was gloomy. He strode to the side of the road, stopped a taxi, and went directly to a nearby hospital.

During the whole process, Lan Xiao spent time in panic.

Because Wen Muchu's face was always dark, she didn't dare to provoke him at all, lest he was really angry and ignored her.

She was very well-behaved, let him push everything, everything obeyed his arrangements.

Registration, medical treatment, wound dressing, a series of treatments are over, and the night is already dark.