One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

Chapter 1303, we do something else.

After he opened it, she continued to play with her perseverance, and seemed to be happy.

She whispered: "Are you awake? Did I wake you up... Well, you should be back late yesterday, is it late to rest?"

"What are you doing?"

He asked in a deep voice, a few points in the voice line because of the hoarseness and lowness that was just awake, and the special/sense bubble sound, still in the ear, I heard her heart suddenly.

Yun Shishi is a little bit guilty. He snorted and avoided the weight: "Nothing is doing..."

Can she still say that she woke up bored and secretly played his eyelashes?

Or she is very envious of his long pair of eyelashes, so beautiful, so can't help but addictive?

He must laugh at her boring again!

"What are you doing?"

The man’s words are a slap in the face, and he is obviously skeptical of her rhetoric: “I see you, early in the morning, clearly distinct and energetic!”

Yun Shishi’s face was red, and he immediately defended himself: “I woke up. After reading the script yesterday, I slept very early, and the biological clock naturally woke up.”

"Uh huh. So?"

Mu Yazhe's good eyebrows provoke.

So, she woke up and woke him up?

Yun Shishi glanced at him and couldn't help but explain: "Hey, I have long woken up, awake bored, so when you are asleep, count your eyelashes..."

Count his eyelashes?

what game is this.

Mu Yazhe twisted his eyebrows and asked: "Is the number clear?"

"No."

Where is the number clear?

It's like a brush.

If she also has such thick eyelashes, it saves the effort of brushing the eyelashes.

As everyone knows, her voice just fell, the next second, the man's tall body turned and turned, and it was pressed against her.

His arms were supported on her side, and only one hand stretched out, and she gently picked up her hair that fell down on the pillow. She sniffed at the tip of her nose and dropped her eyes. She obviously enjoyed this fragrance.

Open your eyes, but in his handsome, but suddenly flashed a touch of play.

"That, give you another chance."

The man enchanted a smile, bowed his head, and bullied her a few points, the tip of the nose reached, the lips met, and the warm lips licked her face, intimate.

The quiet voice sounded in her ear: "Good count, how many eyelashes I have."

Yun Shi’s poems were slightly reddened, and then some unnaturally escaped his pair of excessively deep eyes and whispered lowly: “Not counting.”

"how?"

Mu Yazhe licked her hair, but she did not understand: "You have just been very happy."

She is powerless and lazy: "Too many, it is impossible to count."

"..."

"Your eyelashes are long, so dense, and you have a lot of eye pain."

"it is good."

The man smiled and lazily kissed her lips, sticking to her lips and thin lips; "Since your energy is so strong, not counting eyelashes, then we do something else."

"..." Yun Shi poetry stunned, and soon heard other deep meanings from his words!

His words are clearly meant to be pointed out!

A glimpse of the red glow on the ear, as if the fire spread, ironing the cheeks, and soon, the whole face is like a rouge, revealing a bit of charming red!

"Hey...you - don't make trouble!"

Her shyness, in his opinion, is a bit of a desire to refuse to welcome!

"What, you don't like it?"

(End of this chapter)