Claire and Jun Xiaoyan's handshake ended, and it was Min Zhuang'er's turn.

"Hello, Lord Whip." Min Zhuang'er stretched out his little white jade hand towards Jun Xiaoyan. Underwood and Claire, who had finished greeting the Secretary of State, also turned around and looked at the father and daughter who had reunited after a long absence.

Waiting for the next collision.

Looking at each other, but in the deep eyes of the other party, Min Zhuang'er saw only a prison that imprisoned his own heart, a miasma of smoke, and a defense of high walls of barbed wire.

"I'm an intern at Kashiwa Palace, Claire's accompanying press secretary, Min Zhuang'er." Min Zhuang'er smiled slightly, put on a mask, and waited for Jun Xiaoyan's reaction.

The media present also watched this strange scene, three years ago, Nan Dusk's marriage changed, and he abandoned his wife for the sake of [Victoria Harbour Pearl], his wife Min Zhuang'er's whereabouts are unknown, gossip is flying all over the sky, and the media have speculated for a while.

Just when the flashes of hundreds of media outlets were focused on this indescribable circle.

Jun Xiaoyan held Min Zhuang'er's little hand, and the girl only felt a softness in her palm, and then .......

Claire's heart skipped a beat, Min Huixian also shook her head slightly, and Underwood raised her eyebrows and showed a deep smile.

Jun Xiaoyan lowered his noble head.

Min Zhuang'er only felt the slight dampness and warmth on the back of his hand - Jun Xiaoyan gave Min Zhuang'er a kiss and hand gift.

The touch of his lips was on the back of his hand, Min Zhuang'er lost his mind slightly, adjusted himself slightly, three years of political training, but in front of this man of the ninth stage of the demon path, it still seemed a little clumsy.

When the man's lips left the back of her hand, they looked at each other again, and Min Zhuang'er was shocked by Jun Xiaoyan's deep phoenix eyes, and released an invisible net that could easily capture her love net.

Under the complicated gaze of her mother, and under the scheming gaze of the Underwoods, Min Zhuang'er smiled meaningfully.

The media naturally figured out the hidden mystery of the connotation, but this scene was still captured - Jun Xiaoyan, in the face of Min Zhuanger, who has become the press secretary of the first lady of North America, has not seen three things-

- gave one, the courtier saw the queen, kissed the hand.

"Wow, it's heart-beating....... I can't say anything, the party whip is really charming......." In the crowd, the people who didn't know what was going on whispered a low Huazan.

"Even Claire didn't enjoy Jun Xiaoyan's kiss hand, this scene made me feel like a deer was bumping."

"I don't know what his lips feel like to touch, they are soft and not ........"

The professional photographer of the senior National Geographic magazine looked at the works in the high-powered camera with great satisfaction: a solemn occasion, full of affectionate kisses.

"Welcome back, Zhuang'er." Jun Xiaoyan took Min Zhuang'er's hand, solemnly brought her to her mother, Min Huixian, and then took the lead in looking away from her, very indifferently, shaking hands with the next accompanying official.

The foreign woman in the back was already fascinated by Jun Xiaoyan's extraordinary demeanor under the scene just now, and hurriedly took the initiative to hold the hand of the party whip, and said with a happy smile, "I have long admired the name, the party whip, I have treasured the photo you took on the cover of Time magazine.......

"My pleasure, Lady Marlena."

Jun Xiaoyan's graceful and polite response immediately made the woman's heart tremble, "I don't know if I have the honor to enjoy the same treatment as Zhuang'er?" ”

"Yours will be better." As he spoke, Jun Xiaoyan opened his arms and gave the fat woman a closet gift.