The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Moxier seems to be very sleepy, and the petite body curled up into a nest on the bed, and the white and thin arms arbitrarily placed on the white sheets, and the long hair of the seaweed was scattered randomly. The white face was gently Buried, she fell asleep, looking in the eyes of Qing Muchen, like a very quiet angel.

Angel, this is her impression of him.

For the first time, he felt that it was when she was soft and snuggling against him.

Now, she didn't do anything, just just sleeping so quietly, and Qing Muchen still felt so.

The five senses of Moxier are very delicate. Her body always reveals an ethereal spirit, like the most beautiful oriental doll, exquisite, beautiful and elegant.

Angels are as holy and beautiful, and this moment’s singer’s singer is not as old as it is, and the words in his head are only destroyed.

At this moment, she looked at her so quietly, and he had an impulse to cherish her.

Keep her good, let her all the shining points can only bloom for him alone!

Qing Muchen stood at her bed for a long time, so she looked at her and didn't feel bored.

Moxier slept very hard, and when he woke up, it was almost evening.

Qing Muchen is still in the room, facing her on the balcony and holding a file at random.

Moxier stared at him and looked at him. He was surprised that he didn't go out.

Dudu!

In the room, the phone ringing suddenly sounded at this time.

Moxier’s mobile phone ringing, the phone call from Mommy’s mother.

Moxier looked at the number displayed by the electric, and his mood was very pleasant.

"Mom, what?" Picking up the phone, when she spoke, the voice was a little hoarse.

"Will you wake up?" Ms. Mo smiled and asked.

"I slept last night." Moxier was slightly embarrassed.

She said it is not clear, but the mother of Mo as a person who came over, but the second to understand her words are not fully expressed.

"Mu Chen is also at home?" Then he asked, the smile of Ms. Mo's eyes was deeper.

"Yeah." Moxier knows that she is at the bottom, honestly replied.

"Is it?" Mommy coughed softly, her lips twitched, and she got down to her feet. "Xier, is your birthday coming soon? Mom called to tell you that your dad has something to do in a few days. Going abroad for a while, maybe you can't come when you have a birthday."

Moxier's annual birthday is before Christmas, December.

Every time in the past, ink dad and mommy were with her.

This time I can't go, Mommy is not used to it.

However, thinking of Qing Muchen is also, which makes her feel relieved.

Maybe she was really going to the day with her father, but it was superfluous!

Moxier does not care about these people, and he does not remember this at all.

After such a reminder, she suddenly reacted.

"Mom, it doesn't matter." Comforted Mama's mother, and the two chatted again and the phone hangs.

The specific date of the 19th birthday of Moxier is December 23, on the eve of Christmas Eve, and Christmas.

City C is a beautiful seaside city. It is not much when it snows, but it was unexpectedly snowed around Christmas this year.

A long snow, at the beginning, did not stop for several days.

The day before Christmas Eve, Mommy did not come.

Moxier did not go to the heart of his birthday, and accompanied Xiaoyan in the daytime to go to the night.

When I came back, it was seven o'clock in the evening.