The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The little girl next to her eyes squinted, and "wow" cried even harder.

The crying was very big, and it was heard in the vast garden.

Tears and snots are still off the line, and the whole face looks like a big bully.

Fang Chixia taught the little milk bag to say, "Baby, the boy is so small that the girl is not sad!"

Luo Yi’s north side turned her head and said, “How big is it? After growing up, the girl is sad for him!”

For example, he is now!

He said that he was particularly determined, Fang Chixia, "..."

The little milk bag didn't understand him. The little master looked at the scene and started to arrange it. He arranged the servant to put this in place and the one was placed.

The little girl seemed to like him very much. The whole fart was behind him, and the road was not going to go. I bumped into the small milk bag several times.

The little milk bag doesn't really like the little girl crying, but Fang Chixia said, he is a small master, he has to be responsible for entertaining guests.

The small milk bag is still quite a gentleman's style, and the back has been helping the little girl to take food, and will feed her from time to time.

Tong Yan sat on a hanging chair not far away, staring at a pair of children on this side.

Very well-matched pair of two children with high height and five facial features, who stand together side by side, are particularly eye-catching and have a feeling of two small guesses.

Tong Yan stared at the two children for a long time, looked at it, and suddenly there was a time back, I saw the feeling of my childhood.

She and Shi Yangyang's childhood.

More authentic than the little dad and the girl, she has already known him since she was born from her mother.

If you want to say that the woman who knows Shih Yang best in the world, except for the mother, I am afraid that it is not a child.

Others, no one can line up.

The person most familiar with the child's face, Shi Yanyang should be among the few.

I’m really happy, it’s not bad.

At least, two people have been familiar with each other for so many years, and have long understood!

Like a family, it is like a lover.

This feeling is very practical, there will be no shackles and swings from strangeness to familiarity. Trust and dependence are built up when they are small.

Tong Yan stared at the pair not far away, and lost a little for a long time.

Shi Yanyang came to this side from a distance, holding two cocktails in his hand.

Came to her, handed a cup to her, pushed her to the side, and he sat directly on her side with a big thorn.

His movements were very direct, and Tong Yan was squeezed by him to the chair wall.

When the eyebrows were twisted, she glanced at him and looked at him. "Change the chair!"

"The scenery here is beautiful!" Shi Yanyang ignored her words and raised his hand. He took a goblet and drank the wine in his cup.

The eyes are fixed in the hydrangea that is not far away, and the lips are lightly hooked. "People are more beautiful!"

The child’s face was slightly stunned, and the action of holding the glass of wine was ready to drink.

Shi Yanyang’s face was slightly sideways, her eyes fainted on her face, one hand passed her hair, she held her little head, pressed her against her, and kissed her lips against her lips. Go up.

His kiss is very soft and gentle, and it is as smooth as a sponge soaked in water. The smell of the spray has a very good smell of mint.

Tong Yan did not drink alcohol today, but she was a little drunk.

Closed her eyes, did not make any rejection, raised her hand, she clung his shoulders...