Rich Woman Got Male Artist O Pregnant (Female A, Male O)

Ch 13

"Ming Queer, these documents are handed over directly to the transfer office..." The tapered pen fell to the last end and covered with a cap.

Wen Jue played and rotated at his fingertips.

Ming Queer took over the document and looked at His Highness's movements and couldn't help asking softly, "Your Highness has been in a good mood recently."

Wen Jue put down his pen, raised his eyes and looked at the beta man, smiling gently at the corners of his lips: "What do you say?"

Ming Queer thought for a moment and said honestly, "I can't say, but Your Highness hasn't taken medicine recently."

Your Highness has not touched the medicine jar for more than 20 days, nor has he urged the people in Lao Wang's hand to dispense medicine.

"Maybe." Wen Jue nod his head and slowly rubbed his fingers on the table.

She suddenly looked at the empty wrist, which left a trace of wearing Buddha beads for many years like a flawed white circle, which circled her for many days. Now the confinement is gone. Instead of it are the double omega sticky eyes. Obviously, she doesn't hate it.

Wen Jue suddenly laughed and thought it was interesting.

Ming Queer raised his head in his eyes, pushed away his seat and said seriously, "There is no need to dispense medicine in the future."

Ming Queer's eyes widened in horror and hesitated to come forward and ask a few questions.

The woman put on a military coat and looked back at the honest beta, as if she remembered something. Her smile rendered her eyebrows with Confucianism, and her fingertips scratched the collar.

"Ming Queer." His Highness called his name seriously, and Beta looked up at the alpha in front of him who he was willing to dedicate his respect for life.

The woman's thin lips opened slightly and said word by word, "I have medicine, my own medicine."

Until His Highness left, Ming Queer didn't realize that what was his own medicine?

Your Highness's uncontrollable spiritual power, don't you need to exchange pressure drugs from Lao Wang Jue? The medicine was made by Lao Wang Jue to contain His Highness with a lot of painstaking efforts, and the ingredients in it... No one knows...

How can Your Highness have medicine?

Just walked out of the building.

"Wen Jue!" He Suo Fangmin shouted at the female alpha who stepped out of the military control center with a pile of documents.

The man is still wearing a disgusting flower peacock suit, combing his back neatly, and a pair of frivolous auspicious eyes.

After stopping Wen Jue's footsteps, he reluctantly shouted, "The controller."

Fang Min also wore exquisite white gloves in his hand, with a bright and swaggering appearance. What he did was far more than swaggering.

The man approached Wen Jue. Because he didn't have much advantage in height, he lost half of his arrogance and coughed softly: "There are some things you need to deal with..."

Wen Jue glanced at it without showing impatience. Just untie the cufflinks, turn over the buttons gently, and move elegantly and gently.

Fang Min still felt that the arm that had been injured twice still hurt. He retreated a step and swallowed his saliva.

"This matter must be reported!" The man said in a low voice.

Because of the provocative psychology, Fang Min has always been very sure about pulling Wen Jue down from the throne.