The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The small milk bag only came when there was a good thing. Come over this road, the little face smiled and called it a splendid.

Luo Yibei’s words undoubtedly poured him a basin of cold water.

The expression on the face of the small milk bag froze, and the lips smirk, like a frost, suddenly collapsed.

He really shouldn’t have much expectations for North and North.

Luo Yibei also did not agree with him, picked him up to Shilo, and directly sent him to Schroe.

"Give it to you!" Patted Sloan's shoulder, ignoring the bloated face of the little milk, and he turned back to the bartending table.

Fang Chi Xia is still tasting wine, very casually picking up a cup, probably feels that the taste is not in line with his own preferences, she put it aside and re-opened a cup.

Her drinking is particularly elegant, her neck is thin and slender, and when she is slightly tilted, she shows a shallow arc in the air, and the skin looks like a white glow in the moonlight.

Luo Yibei stared at her and looked at it quietly, and the light was deep and unconsciously deep.

Fang Chi Xia over the side and gave him a look, a slight glimpse, holding the glass of the hand, but ignored him.

After drinking the wine in the cup, I wanted to change it again. Luo Yibei was cold and could not buckle her wrist.

"It’s not too early, it’s time to go back to the house!” She slid her up, and he took her slowly to the direction of the villas...

The villa of the Qing family, the room that has been raging for a few hours, is completely quiet, after a few hours.

Shi Yanyang pressed on Tong Yan and gave her all the weight to her. She stared at her and looked at her from the shock. She looked at the beautiful fingertips. Her long hair is playing.

"You get up, it's heavy!" Tong Yan's arm was pulled out from under him, and his tone seemed to be a bit resentful.

"I just didn't adapt?" Shi Yanyang didn't take her words seriously, her head was on the side of her face, squinting at the smell of her body.

The voice of his speech, this time sounds like a hoarse that can't be said, very sexy.

Tolerance, lazy to the extreme.

Tong Yan wanted to lift his leg and lick him.

Why do you want to mention it?

Shi Yanyang had a whole expression of what I said wrong, so I looked at her and looked at her in the direction of her lips.

He seems to enjoy the feeling that the two of them are so close together, and her eyes are her face, her lips, her eyebrows.

Such intimacy, even if the two have known each other for so many years, have never had it.

Shi Yanyang stared at her and looked at her. Her face was leaning in her direction. The tip of her nose hit her, her eyes stayed on her lips for a few seconds, and his shallow kisses.

The movement is very gentle.

Gentle so that a group of gas accumulated in the chest of the child, was born and smashed back.

"Not too early, still do not want to sleep?" Shi Yanyang side faintly grinned her.

Tong Yan hated that he did not speak.

"Don't want to sleep, do you want to continue the game just now?" Shi Yanyang's lips and corners hooked down without a trace, and he screamed again, "This time, let you be on top!"

The heat of Tong Yan’s face was so hot that he didn’t speak for a long time.

Shi Yanyang was in a good mood tonight. The body was withdrawn from her, her arms glared at her, and she took her to her arms and closed her eyes lightly.

"Go to bed early, get up early tomorrow morning!"

He was actually hungry at this time, and he remembered the breakfast before he even slept.

Tong Yan is actually similar to him, just because the two have done too much work.