There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Chapter 824 A happy baby life

After reading those things again, the leader RYAN could only sigh helplessly.

It doesn't matter if Helian Quan's luck is too good or Charlie's ability is not enough. In short, he exhausted all his strength and even folded himself in, but He Lianquan couldn't be affected in any way?

But He Lianquan has now leisurely returned to China, who made the move in the Netherlands?

"Boss, I think this matter has something to do with Helian Quan. He hated us before. Will he give up the chance to deal with us this time?"

One of his subordinates spoke suddenly, with firmness in his tone.

"The last time someone attacked him without authorization, which caused him to be hostile to us, so we didn't take the initiative to attack him again, but this time he really went too far."

The leader slapped his hand heavily on the ground, looking around, he saw that there were only two or three kittens left in his originally huge organization. Fortunately, he was cautious in the past and left a lot of supplies outside, let alone Everyone stayed at the headquarters, which left a lot of vitality.

But the United States can't stay here anymore, and the current American police are trying their best to hunt down their traces. Under the confrontation of those high-tech, they have no chance of surviving.

The current plan is to leave the United States as soon as possible and find another place to settle down. I am afraid that these American policemen will not be able to cross-border law enforcement to other countries.

The leader's finger was dotted on the map, still feeling angry with Helian Quan, so his finger stayed on a certain place on the map.

"Go to Huaxia - fight to the death with Helian Quan."

Sitting on the chair, He Lianquan felt a chill all over, and held Zhen Jiabao's hand.

At this time, Zhen Jiabao was holding a mask and applying it on He Lianquan's face. The dark black mask made Zhen Jiabao's hands sticky, and made Helian Quan's face look unremarkably handsome.

Ever since Zhen Jiabao proposed to apply a mask to He Lianquan, He Lianquan resisted with all his strength, and finally agreed, and after only a few wipes, he was held back.

Zhen Jiabao patted He Lianquan's hand with the other hand, still coaxing.

"Okay, okay... There are still two or three strokes to cover your face, and no one laughs at you in Xishan Villa, why are you so resistant?"

While talking, Zhen Jiabao took the opportunity to apply a black ointment mask on the part of He Lianquan's face that was not covered with a mask, and then retreated back to watch Helian Quan's completely darkened face.

He Lianquan really wanted to say that he suddenly had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, but his face had already been covered with a mask, and even when he opened his mouth, he felt that the things on the lake on his face would break into slag and fall off, so he could only put Holding the words in his heart, he communicated with Zhen Jiabao with his eyes.

It's not that Zhen Jiabao didn't miss Helian Quan's wink, he seemed to have something to say to himself.

Zhen Jiabao hesitated for a moment, then went up to He Lianquan's face, and said quietly: "You don't have to look at me so hard, I will definitely not easily take off the mask on your face, it's 15 Minutes are 15 minutes."

"Well……"

Who is going to tell you this?He Lianquan really wanted to refute Zhen Jiabao, but unfortunately Zhen Jiabao didn't even look in his own eyes, just smiled.

"If you have anything to say, wait for a while, don't continue to make noise now, or if the mask falls off, I will have to make it for you again."

After being teased by Zhen Jiabao, He Lianquan also forgot the feeling in his heart. It was just a momentary uneasiness, and it was nothing to think about.

It is enough to be more careful during this period of time. He Lianquan looked at Zhen Jiabao's eyes slowly becoming relaxed again, and obediently waited for Zhen Jiabao's time, and slowly wiped off the mask on his face with a wet towel.

"Look, Helian Quan, is the skin on your face much better visible to the naked eye?"

Zhen Jiabao held the mirror and looked left and right at Helian Quan like offering a treasure. Helian Quan's attention was attracted by the mirror again, and he touched his face.

"It does look a lot better this way."

He Lianquan poked his face again, looked up at Zhen Jiabao, and poked Zhen Jiabao's cheek again.

"You're good too."

Zhen Jiabao took He Lianquan's hand, and drove He Lianquan to the bathroom to wash his face, while he ran to the dressing table, and applied the mask that he had just applied on Helian Quan's face to his own face go.

"Although this kind of mask is expensive, it's actually quite useful." Zhen Jiabao, who just bought a mask at a high price, is putting it on his face for the first time. Paint it, it's just an experiment.

"But this must not be known to so many people, otherwise, they don't know how to make trouble with me."

Zhen Jiabao smeared the black paste all over his face, and then clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Ma'am? The young master just drank milk, it looks like he wants you to hug him for a while."

Uncle Ji suddenly called at the door, and Zhen Jiabao heard a little lucky milk voice mixed in, so he hurriedly wiped his hands and opened the door.

Since Zhen Jiabao came back, little lucky didn't like to be hugged by others, and she could be coaxed by Uncle Ji and the maid every time she drank milk, but she had to stick into Zhen Jiabao's arms after drinking the milk.

Zhen Jiabao also dotes on the child, so every time she asks for it, she responds to it—holding little lucky and never letting go, the mother and child are so tired of looking like something.

But today was different, the little lucky who had been waiting for her beautiful mother to hold her in her arms, suddenly burst into tears when she saw Zhen Jiabao's face covered with a mask.

"Wow..."

Zhen Jiabao and Uncle Ji were in a hurry. Uncle Ji was busy patting little lucky on the back to make the child stop crying earlier, but Zhen Jiabao didn't know why he had provoked the child and cried so heartbreakingly.

"Ma'am, your mask... Did it scare the young master?"

Little lucky's voice gradually weakened, but she also turned her face to Uncle Ji's arms, refusing to turn her head to look at Zhen Jiabao, so Uncle Ji could only ask hesitantly.

It was only then that Zhen Jiabao remembered that he had put on a mask on his face. He might have frightened the child, and immediately he was busy trying to drag He Lianquan out of the bathroom. He was afraid that little lucky would never get close to him again, so he was extremely flustered.

At this time, little lucky had already turned her head, blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhen Jiabao earnestly, and determined through the smell that this was her beautiful mother.

But how did the beautiful mother become so dark?Little lucky's immature head can't figure it out, but she's not afraid anymore.

Zhen Jiabao was still in a hurry, and when he lowered his head, he saw little lucky's shining eyes.

As if recognizing him, Zhen Jiabao opened his arms again, ready to hold little lucky in his arms.

It's a pity that little lucky turned his head again, facing Zhen Jiabao with his chubby little butt, and rejected Zhen Jiabao's invitation in panic.

"..."

Zhen Jiabao stood in the same place almost petrified, and the refusal of the ignorant little lucky made Zhen Jiabao heartbroken. She only felt that the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was turned on too low, which made her heart feel so cold.

He Lianquan also came out of the washroom at this time, saw Zhen Jiabao and Uncle Ji stalemate at the door, came to ask what was going on, but saw little lucky also in Uncle Ji's arms.

Uncle Ji sent the child forward, and little lucky saw his father standing in front of him, and opened his arms to hug him again.

Zhen Jiabao: "So you like being hugged by your mother, but you just like your mother's good looks?"

Zhen Jiabao took two steps back as if he had been hit, and retracted his hand. Uncle Ji couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw his crumbling body, but He Lianquan hugged little lucky and didn't know how to cherish it. He didn't have time to notice Zhen Jiabao's performance.

"..."

Zhen Jiabao's sudden desire to perform was smashed by He Lianquan, and she didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Uncle Ji—although Uncle Ji didn't care, but looking at him, she was really afraid that she would feel sad because of little lucky's resistance.

"Hey -- I'll let the little one get close to you first today. I just happen to be able to be lazy, hugging little things every day, and I'm too tired to panic."

Zhen Jiabao said duplicity, turned around and stretched, still muttering.

He Lianquan exchanged a tacit look with Uncle Ji at the door, and then Uncle Ji understood and left the bedroom door, while He Lianquan hugged the child and moved closer to Zhen Jiabao.

The faint but pure milk scent from the child's body came into Zhen Jiabao's nose, she sat on the bed and leaned to the side, not wanting to pay attention to the little lucky who turned her face and refused to recognize anyone because she put on the mask.

The little baby seemed to know that he had hurt the beautiful mother's heart, and he arched his buttocks in Helianquan's arms. Helianquan sent him forward, so the little baby's hands were precisely pulled together. Zhen Jiabao's pajamas.

Zhen Jiabao looked back hopefully, but when the little baby saw his face again, he turned his head back again.

"..." Zhen Jiabao was speechless, what's going on!

What about the obedient and soft little lucky who always wanted to push him?Who is this child who actually despises himself now?

Zhen Jiabao didn't want to admit that the relationship between himself and little lucky could be broken by just putting on the mask, but when the time came, Zhen Jiabao immediately got into the bathroom and washed off the mask, and when he walked out of the bathroom again, He Lianquan hugged him Little lucky greeted him at the door, and this time little lucky reached out again to ask Zhen Jiabao to hug him very honestly.

Zhen Jiabao glanced at little lucky arrogantly—the hug is not what you want to hug, you can hug if you want to hug, where did the energy to dislike me just now go?

Even though he thought so, Zhen Jiabao hugged little lucky in his arms without complaint, and gave the child a vicious kiss on the face.

"Wow..." Little lucky was made to cry by Zhen Jiabao's extremely vicious mouthful, but it happened to hit Zhen Jiabao's bad taste.

"If you behave like this earlier, you'll be fine. Why is your mother willing to bully you like this?"

Zhen Jiabao dangled around with little lucky in his arms, ignoring that He Lianquan was still standing at the door of the bathroom, and hugged little lucky to get on the bed and lay down, then casually said to He Lianquan: "Why are you still standing there? ? My child and I are going to bed, so turn off the lights when you go out."