Pampered By Mr President!

Meining is even more embarrassed now: "There is no mommy, I have learned a lot during these hours."

Madam May nodded again and again: "Well, fortunately, you were touched by Yi Ming, otherwise, what should I do."

Meining: "······"

"How about Xiaoning? Yiming is okay with you?"

Mei Ning nodded with embarrassment: "Well, he treats me very well."

Madam Mei heard Mei Ning personally say that Yue Yiming treats her well, and immediately laughed: "Okay, that's good. When I and your daddy met him for the first time, we thought he was a good child. We will have him in the future. Taking care of you, we can also feel at ease."

Meining blushed: "Mommy~"

"Why? Are you shy? You will be all yours from now on, so why are you shy?"

Meining was anxious now: "Mummy, what are you talking about!"

"Mummy didn't say anything wrong? When you come back, the wedding should be finalized. Both of us are waiting to hold our grandson."

Mei Ning suddenly wanted to hang up. She and Yue Yiming were only holding hands and kissing. Why did they think of holding their grandson?

"Mum, I won't tell you anymore, we will have a flight the morning after tomorrow, and we will go back and talk again."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. May immediately smiled and said, "Well, well, wait until you come back."

"Ok."

"By the way, it's just night when you come back, and your daddy and I will wait for you to come back and have dinner together."

Mei Ning said sweetly in his heart: "Well, I see."

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Two days later, Mei Ning and Yue Yiming returned home together.

Huo Zheng came to see him off and looked at the two holding hands. He smiled and said: "The wedding is confirmed, but you must tell me, I can't wait to drink your wedding wine."

Mei Ning looked ashamed, and Yue Yiming nodded, "Don't worry, I must tell you the first time."

"OK~Time is almost up, you can board the plane~"

"Bye~"

Huo Zhengli looked at Yue Yiming, who was in a white suit and unparalleled in price, leading Mei Ning, who was in the shape of Killing Matt, and his eyes were so hot.

He held his chin and sighed: "I can't tell, he has a very heavy taste. How about someday I will find a taste of this kind?"

In fact, it is not only Huo Zheng who has such feelings. When Mei Ning took Yue Yiming on the plane, everyone around him also looked at them with a very strange look. They all seemed to think that Yue Yiming’s celestial temperament should not be found. Meining is like this.

Mei Ning gave a light cough, and asked Yue Yiming in a low voice: "Is my look really ugly?"

Yue Yiming laughed: "No, very personal."

Meining looked at him suspiciously: "Do you really think so?"

Yue Yiming raised his eyebrows: "Have I ever said it's ugly?"

Mei Ning thought for a while, and it seemed that from the first time I saw him until now, he really did not dislike her.

Well, the taste of artists is really different from ordinary people.

In fact, she can't stand her look herself, and when she goes back, she must change it back immediately.

The flight time was relatively long, Mei Ning couldn't resist the sleepiness, and fell asleep again. It was the same as the time when he went to Xia Guo, and he felt more comfortable leaning on Yue Yiming's shoulder.

Yue Yiming looked at his snow-white shoulders being rubbed with Mei Ning again, and the corners of his lips smiled deeper.

The flight attendant walked over with a drink, watching Yue Yiming's eyes staring at Mei Ning softly and drowning, instantly uncontrollable envy.

This girl may have done a lot of good things in her last life, otherwise, how could she meet such an excellent boyfriend?