When the media saw this, they all nodded in response.

In the end, it was the President, they didn't dare to make trouble, so they had to hope that after the wedding, Mr. President would hold a press conference as scheduled.

Wen Muchu pulled Lan Xiao into the wedding venue.

After the wedding process, Lan Xiao was almost exhausted.

Wen Muchu worried that her body would not be able to bear it, so he put rings on each other and read the vows.

He picked up Lan Xiao sideways and left everyone's sight.

Lan Shanhua and Lan Xingbo quickly cooperated and greeted the guests.

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

The presidential suite on the 16th floor was prepared by Lan Shanhua.

He held Lan Xiao and entered the room.

Carefully put her on the double bed.

Lan Xiao was comfortable and sighed.

"It's really tired, my back pains, my feet cramps. Chu Chu, I'm so hard..."

A bit of pity flashed across Wen Muchu's eyes.

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

Immediately, he lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

"Thanks for your hard work, Mrs. President."

Lan Xiao's cheeks reddened, and she couldn't help but smile.

Mrs. President, this title, she likes--

Wen Muchu gently touched her belly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll get you some hot water and bubble feet for you..."

Lan Xiao nodded happily. Of course she was happy to enjoy the treatment of the emperor.

Wen Muchu felt helpless, raised his hand and squeezed her nose.

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

Five minutes later, Wen Muchu brought a hot water basin and placed it under her feet.

He knelt on one knee, carefully and gently, taking off Lan Xiao's shoes.

Lan Xiao's toes were a little red.

A bit of pity flashed across Wen Muchu's eyes.

"Does the shoes not fit well?"

Because they are wedding shoes, they are ancient shoes, so they are somewhat unaccustomed to wearing.

"Well, a little bit. However, it can be tolerated..." Lan Xiao replied with a smile.

Wen Muchu put her feet in the basin.

He looked up at her: "How is the water temperature?"

"Just right, neither hot nor cold..." Lan Xiao grinned.

She is so happy at this moment.

Wen Muchu is really, so gentle, so gentle.

She almost melted into his tender country.

Wen Muchu rubbed her feet and even massaged Lan Xiao skillfully.

After washing his feet, he took the towel, spread it on his knees, and put her feet on his legs.

Then, he moved gently, rubbing her astringent legs.

Lan Xiao tilted his head and nestled against his shoulder.

Rubbing and rubbing, she closed her eyes comfortably and fell asleep unconsciously.

Wen Muchu turned his head and saw Lan Xiao fall asleep.

He couldn't help but smiled, leaning closer to Lan Xiao, and gently kissing her Yin Hong's attractive lips.

After that, he put her on the bed and covered her with a thin quilt.

The press conference was almost arranged.

Wen Muchu asked Song Qiaoqiao to accompany Lan Xiao here, and he followed Gu Ci to the press conference.

Lan Xiao slept for a long time.

She slept for three or four hours until the sky dimmed, and she woke up leisurely.

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

In her heart, she couldn't help but throb.

Wen Muchu closed his eyes and was sleeping lightly.

Lan Xiao's eyes flickered, and the mischief happened spontaneously, so she stretched out her hand and gently squeezed his nose.