Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

After a few more presses, there was still no response.

Knowing that the phone was out of power, Mu Chuqing felt a sudden irritation in her heart, and threw the phone aside again, got up and went to the bedroom.

Mu Chuqing was really exhausted today because of the injury on her hand and her body. She threw herself onto the soft bed without even taking off her clothes.

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Beijing Hotel!

It is a seven-star hotel in Fucheng of Kyoto Pei Group.

In the luxurious senior suites, large floor-to-ceiling windows span almost the entire room, and the brightest glass windows reflect the most brilliant night view of Fucheng.

There is also a sullen and violent handsome face.

"Uncle, still can't find Mommy?"

A childish voice rang in the room, Li Yufeng put away the phone in his hand, condensed his ugly expression, turned around and looked at the little man sitting on the bed.

Doudou, who had just finished the shower, had not had time to put on her clothes. Her soft and tender skin was white and delicate. The warm light in the room enveloped her body, and the surface actually formed a vague light circle.

That pair of cute faces, a pair of big eyes with doubts, but more disappointed.

Li Yufeng's heart moved, and his handsome face was instantly stained with a petting smile. He walked to the bed and hugged the light, fruity Xiao Doudou in his arms.

"Don't worry, Uncle will find Mommy!" As he said, he stole a scented kiss on the puffy face.

Doudou blinked his eyes and nodded.

"I know, uncle is great! Doudou believes in uncle!"

Doudou hugged Li Yufeng's neck tightly, twisted softly in Li Yufeng's arms, and followed Li Yufeng's movements, and gave Li Yufeng a mouthful of wood.

This action simply vomited blood from inside Li Yufengmeng.

Burying his face on Doudou's body, he smashed it hard.

"Nephew, uncle loves you! When you grow up, you must remember to marry your uncle!"

"Oh..."

Doudou was itchy by Li Yufeng and giggled.

"Yu Feng, an event is temporarily arranged tomorrow..."

When the agent Zhuoyuejun appeared in the room, he vaguely heard Li Yufeng's words like "If you want to marry, marry your uncle" in the outside room, he grinned. Come.

Shaking his head, he couldn't help feeling sorry for those women who were still racking their brains to try their best to seduce him.

It's not that they have no charm, but that their male **** is a lo*ic*n, or a pervert who only likes his niece.

Holding tomorrow's activity table, Zhuoyuejun just stepped into the bedroom from the living room, and saw his ancestor push a red fruit milk doll on the bed, plunged his head into the milk doll's belly, and ravaged it vigorously.

As he just finished speaking, Li Yufeng frowned and turned his head to look at him. He pulled the quilt to cover the milk doll's body, then stood up to block his vision, looking at him warily and displeased.

"doing what?"

"Uh..." Unprepared by Li Yufeng's sudden cold beating, Jun Zhuo choked, but he quickly recovered his state and handed his or activity table to Li Yufeng.

"The studio temporarily arranged activities. Since returning to China in advance, the necessary exposure and popularity accumulation are necessary..."

"So, just talk about the point!"