The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

When Moxier woke up again, it was close to noon.

The sky outside is gray, and the snow seems to be still down.

The slender legs gently kicked the sheet, but I just wanted to change my posture. The cold air that entered the room made her unable to bear a nap.

Moxier was chilly, and he was looking for a heat source to reflect on the man around him. His head had just been drilled, his eyes were cold and his dark ink was smashing.

Qing Muchen did not know how long he had been awake. One arm held his head, his shoulders slanted and he stared at her with interest.

His look was very idle, and when his eyes fell on her, it was like the summer afternoon sun, lazy.

Moxier was stunned by him for a few seconds, his eyes slowly sweeping along his face at an extremely slow speed, and he fixed his hand for a few seconds in his hand, and then looked at the two. The body of the distance, her face is a white.

"When did you wake up?" Looking at him, she tried to ask.

Qing Muchen licked her lips and looked at her with deep gaze. She did not answer immediately.

His silence made the heart of Moxier sink.

Looking at him, he watched his face carefully, her nerves collapsed very tightly, and she was afraid that he would open his mouth when he spoke. I have been waking up for a long time.

Qing Muchen’s lips were slightly squatting, and the eyes that fell on her face were deep and seemed to be considering what.

Every minute he was silent, Moxier’s heart followed him tightly.

The atmosphere between the two became a bit weird because of the sudden silence.

Moxier has been staring at his face, and his heart has been watching his reaction.

Qing Muchen probably silenced for nearly two minutes, and his arm was retracted. He lazily stretched his lower limbs, his arms changed to the back of his head, and the slender legs were lazy and adjusted, and he adjusted his extremely comfortable posture. I faintly returned to her, "I just woke up."

"Really?" Moxier was happy, and the nerves that stretched were loose.

"Well!" Qing Muchen's corner of the eye was slightly light, and she glanced at her. She looked at her bright and brilliant face, and her eyes twitched slightly.

However, the answer is a serious one.

When Moxier had not seen him a few times, he said so, and Moxier had a natural letter.

He just woke up!

fortunately!

fortunately!

Mo Xier long sighed and did not tangled on this issue.

There wasn’t much shackles after he bumped into it. Nothing happened. When she got out of bed, she went to the bathroom.

Qing Muchen sent her slowly walking away, and the darkness opened a quiet...

When the Moxier was finished, the snow outside was still down.

She was a little chilly. When she came out, she came to the closet habitually and wanted to find a thick and focused clothes to warm. However, when the wardrobe door opened, she suddenly remembered that it was not home.

This is the first time she has come to this place, there is no her clothes in the closet.

Moxier stood in front of the closet and looked at the empty closet, his face slightly awkward.

Turning around, hesitating whether or not to make a call for Tong Yan to send, in the air, a coat suddenly fell steadily, fluttering across a trajectory, and steadily fell on her body.

Moxier groaned and stared at the clothes on her body for a few seconds. When the corner of her eye turned to Qing Muchen, she was a little wrong.