"Ah...... How could it be ......" Realizing that he had lost his mouth, Pei Yun smiled lightly, "I mean it's just more than two months." ”

Without waiting for Tang Moshen to ask again, she had already shrunk up, leaned on his shoulder, and reached over to hold his big hand with a ring.

"Tired, aren't you?"

From going out in the morning to now, after a busy day, I finally have the opportunity to stay with him quietly for a while, Pei Yunqing doesn't want to make him sad when he mentions those sad pasts.

"Nope."

The man whispered back, his big hand closing naturally, holding one of her palms with his fingers interlocked.

The car turned into the gate of the presidential palace and stopped in front of the steps.

A guard had already come over and helped the two of them open the car door.

The bodyguards and the guards of the presidential palace in the front and rear cars were already like a great enemy, and carefully protected the two in the middle, until the two marched up the steps and entered the presidential palace, and then everyone dispersed and performed their duties.

After the accident before, Wen Ziqian had already issued a death order.

In the presidential palace, all S-level guards are on guard, and even a wild cat is not allowed to enter.

Last time, after the accident of the old President Huo Tingting, the entire presidential palace guard team was also replaced, and all of them were replaced by masters drawn from the elite units under Tang Moshen.

All of them are innocent and loyal to the country.

With the presidential palace as the center of the circle, within a radius of five kilometers, there are also secret guards guarding and guarding at all levels.

At this time, the presidential palace was already impregnable.

When the two of them arrived in the hall, Xu Yuanjiao and Wen Ziqian had already received the news of their return, and they came downstairs early to wait for Tang Moshen and Pei Yunqing's dispatch.

"Mr. President, Madam!"

Seeing the two of them enter the door, the two of them greeted them respectfully, one left and one right.

The two nodded, and Tang Moshen spoke lightly.

"It's not early, you two should rest early."

"Yes!"

Knowing that there was nothing wrong with the two, the two responded and withdrewd, without bothering the newlywed couple again.

Upstairs, near the presidential suite where the two lived, several guards had also withdrawn ten meters away to leave a private space for the two.

Pushing the door and walking into the suite, Pei Yun raised his foot lightly and shook off the high heels on his feet.

From morning to night, she has been stepping on high heels, and in the morning she is still fighting in high heels, and one of her toes has already worn blistered.

A band-aid has been attached to the wound, and it still hurts a little when I walk.

Now that she has entered the private space of the two, she no longer has to hold the prestige of being the first lady.

"I'm going to take a shower."

She strode towards the bedroom, her right foot poking out, her wrist already grabbed by the man's big hand.

Although her feet were half-covered by the long skirt, Tang Moshen still noticed the strangeness of her feet.

"What's the foot?"

"It's okay, it's just a small bubble." She said it with the utmost understatement.

"I'll take a look."

"No ......"

Before the word "use" could be spoken, his body had already been lifted up by him and gently placed on the sofa.

"It's really fine!"

She was just about to retract her foot, Tang Moshen had already squatted down in front of her, held her injured right foot, carefully uncovered the band-aid under her feet, and looked at the blisters that had been worn out on the band-aid, the man's brows tightened more and more.

"Wait a minute!"

He got up and left, and returned moments with the medicine box in hand, and sat down on the floor, lifting her feet up to his knees.