Master's Million Blind Wife

4Sensing the coldness on the man's fingertips, Qiao An slightly turned her face and looked at him. Their eyes inadvertently met. Even though Huo Chengzhou knew Qiao An could not see it, his heart was still in a mess and his face was slightly hot.    3

    

He quickly wiped the glutinous rice from Qiao An's lips and coughed lightly. "There are glutinous rice grains on my face..."    

    

Qiao An replied in a muffled voice, Yes." Yes."    

    

When the man's breath approached just now, she actually felt that she had lost her heart!    

    

She did not like this sort of feeling.    

    

Especially when a man had his first love Internet friend.    

    

She placed the box of the Minni candied gourd on the table. "I'll go... I'll go wash my face, and then we'll go home."    

    

"Okay."    

    

Huo Chengzhou agreed and watched her leave. The man's gaze fell back into the box of the Sugar Gourd and saw the half eaten glutinous rice candied gourd.    

    

He licked his lips slightly and directly took the half-eaten candied gourd and ate it.    

    

It tasted sweet, soft, and slightly sour, just like how he felt at that moment. He chewed carefully for a moment and swallowed it. He felt that his face was a little hot again.    

    

Qiao An did not notice anything wrong with her snacks after she came back. She carried her bag and put on her coat, then followed Huo Chengzhou back to Bamboo Listening Pavilion.    

    

...    

    

Night fell.    

    

Wang Meini brought a triumphant smile to the Qiao family. Qiao Xue accompanied Zhou Yun shopping and had not returned yet. There were only busy maids in the house and Qiao Minghui who was watching a financial show in the living room.    

    

Seeing Wang Meini enter the door, his brows slightly twisted, "Why are you here?"    

    

Wang Meini wore a white skin-tight sweater that exposed her waist and a small leather skirt. Her waist was slightly exposed and she was graceful and graceful. Every frown and smile was filled with charm.    

    

She smiled and walked towards Qiao Minghui. "Brother Qiao, of course I have good news."    

    

Then she leaned over and leaned against his ear. Her voice was charming and her breath was like orchids. "I have already called Sister Zhou just now. The task she gave me has been completed. Now everyone knows that I am Qiao An's mother."    

    

Qiao Minghui was touched by her soft voice and shivered. He dodged to the side and said, "I still don't know about this."    

    

Wang Meini leaned on the sofa and looked at him. The waves in front of her chest fell into Qiao Minghui's eyes. She continued to speak softly, "So I am here."    

    

Qiao Minghui had seen the scene before. He could see what Wang Meini wanted to do clearly. He only kept quiet for the time being. "Tell me, what is it?"    

    

Wang Meini then got up and sat down on the sofa beside Qiao Minghui. She kept some distance from him, and it seemed like she wanted to capture him.    

    

"Sister Zhou gave me a DNA report this morning. She helped me contact a group of Internet celebrities and reporters. She also processed our story. I took my people to musical instrument store to see Qiao An."    

    

Wang Meini's charming eyes slightly raised. "Anyway, I completed the mission perfectly. Now the whole world should know that Qiao An is my daughter."    

    

Qiao Minghui nodded and stared at the TV without blinking. He looked like he had no distractions. " Yes."    

    

Wang Meini laughed coldly in her heart. She had never met a man that she could not handle, especially someone as serious as Qiao Minghui. She had many ways to deal with him.    

    

She put her hands on the armrest of the sofa and pouted slightly. Her tone was gentle and gentle. "But if the reporters ask who the father of the child is, I'm afraid you will have to come out and block them."    

    

Qiao Minghui frowned. "Since it is Zhou Yun who found him, they will not say anything!"    

    

Wang Meini blinked her eyes and swept her gaze over Qiao Minghui. Even though he was over fifty years old, the man in front of her was still elegant and unrestrained. It was really rare.    

    

She sighed slightly and said in a gentle tone, "Ah, I hope this is true. This way, I have someone to rely on. I don't need to be alone in this world. I don't even need a person to warm my bed when I sleep at night."