Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“What?!” Liu Fengfeng felt something was wrong with her ears.

“Today we went to the Civil Administration to get a marriage certificate. ”

“Huang Ling, are you crazy? I don't know who he is. How dare you argue with him like that?” Liu Fengfeng screamed.

“Mom, you've seen him. ”

“I've seen it? The foreign man?” When I think of Mobson, Liu Fengfeng's tone is much better, "the foreign man was nice, although he looked cold, and at first glance he knew there was a loving, serious man. Most importantly, I think he's really good to you. What army chief did you say he was? Isn't the chief superior? He should also go to the South to comfort the people, and the country needs a just man like him who is not afraid to die. ”

Huang Ling said nothing: “How do you know that he is not afraid of death? ”

Liu Fengfeng frowned. “So, is it really him? ”

Huang Ling shook her head: “No. ”

“It's not him. Who else? ”

Huang Ling smiled and took the marriage certificate out of her bag and handed it to Liu Fengfeng. “You'll see. ”

Liu Fengfeng accepted the marriage certificate, opened it and read the words of the marriage certificate: “Holder: Huang Ling, husband: Pastoral... what?! Pastoral?! ”

Liu Fengfeng looked at Huang Ling with amazement: "Is this Pastoral Ancient, the president of our country?! ”

Huang Ling nodded calmly: “Exactly. ”

“Ah...” Liu Fengfeng took two steps back in fright, and her marriage certificate fell out of her hand. Huang Ling quickly reached out to pick it up and didn't fall to the ground.

Huang Ling held the marriage certificate and looked at Liu Fengfeng in surprise.

Liu Fengfeng looked like he had been hit deeply. His mouth was wide and he gasped. He dared not believe that he was staring at Huang Ling.

Huang Ling asked with concern, "Mom, are you okay? ”

“Why didn't you tell me before you married the president?” Liu Fengfeng suddenly yelled angrily.

“I was trying to surprise you. ”

“What you're giving me now is a shock! ”

“Mom, I'm married to the president. You should be happy. Why are you scared? ”

“Do you deserve to be Mrs. President? ”

“Mom, you have no faith in me? ”

“It's not that you're not confident, it's that you're simply not fit to be the president's wife. You see those presidential ladies on TV, decent, elegant, intelligent, intelligent, intelligent, emotional... they're all very tall, aren't they? ”

“Pastoral said I didn't have to marry like them, I just had to enjoy myself at home. ”

“That kind of bullshit works for you too. Huang Ling, Mother is not demanding, just wish you happiness and happiness, a family like the President, we cannot climb high. ”

“So what? We're all married. ”

“Alas… I hope the President is sincere to you. ”

“Not really... will he marry me? Mom, this is actually the second time he's asked me to marry him...” Well, Huang Ling lied again.

Liu Fengfeng glared at her blamelessly: “Why didn't you tell her the first time? ”

“I don't want you to worry. ”

“Aren't I worried now? I'm worried sick right now. How many days will the president be home? Running all over the country, running all over the country and going abroad, you'll be lonely. ”

“Didn't I have you? It won't be lonely.” Huang Ling smiled.

“Just got married and flew south. You went to your mother's house on your wedding night?” It's ironic.

“We're just certifying that we haven't slept together yet. When he gets back, we'll get together for dinner, when the wine is served. I don't want to be so high-profile. Pastoral promised we'd have another wedding night.” Huang Ling said.