The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Moxier’s attitude towards Mo Yan, Qing Muchen did not see it from beginning to end!

Qing Muchen stood at the lake for a while, and when he returned to the room, Moxier was facing his jacket.

She didn't seem to want to mention to him the characters who were not related to the marriage of the two. When he saw him coming in, she said hello to him as if nothing had happened. "Come back!"

Very light tone, did not care about the contradiction between the two.

Qing Muchen stared at this look, she looked at it for a while, and the twilight was deep.

He looked at her with a sharp gaze, as if she was going through her eyes and looking into her world.

Excited to want to go to the water for the gifts of other men, so indifferent to face him?

Qing Muchen’s neck is like being pulled by something, but it’s very uncomfortable to think about it.

At this time, he, inexplicably, even started to pick up ink.

A man who can care for her!

I grew up with her and stayed with her for more than ten years!

No matter what convenient capital, Qing Muchen is much better than Mo Yan. On the relationship with Moxier, he and she are now husband and wife!

Just right!

Ink is at best a mere brother of Moxier.

What do you have to marry him?

On the time with Moxier, Moh has only been for more than ten years, and he has decades of life!

In fact, Qing Muchen has a lot more advantages than ink.

However, this is the case. At this moment, after witnessing the two different attitudes of Moxier, he even envied the ink.

Such a self, even Qing Muchen himself feels ironic.

In fact, Moxier just didn't want to argue with him for nothing. When the incident happened, it didn't happen. How do he know that he would think so much?

He was staring at something uncomfortable, turned his back, and she arranged the room if nothing had happened.

"It’s been three days, and it’s time to go back!” It’s not the tone of inquiry, she just reminded him of this.

Without waiting for his opinion, she has begun to sort out the things that the two brought in the room.

Put all the little things in the bag, she walked straight ahead and went downstairs.

It’s Christmas Eve tonight, and it’s time to go back.

Christmas is a very important holiday in Sicily and the Qing family. At this time, she knows that she should go home.

Qing Muchen does not care about the attitude of others, but she has to care before the two have not divorced!

When I came outside the villa, I tweeted a few times and tried it for a few minutes without starting.

Moxier sat in the driver's seat and continued to drum.

I have tossed it several times in a row and finally got out of the car.

However, what she didn't expect was that she had just traveled less than a few meters, and the road surface after snowing slipped and hit the trunk next to it.

"Hey!" Moxier whispered and beat the steering wheel, slightly annoyed.

Qing Muchen stood very cold on the balcony of the villa room, looking at the scene from the height of his face, and his lips swayed up.

The irony of his eyes was very strong. Through his raised lips, Moxier seemed to hear him taunting her stupid voice.

In fact, at this time, Moxier also felt very stupid.

Unwilling to start again, I want to drive out. However, I don’t know where the problem is, I still haven’t succeeded.

Moxier was very helpless, and his eyes finally turned to the sturdy Chen Muchen standing upstairs.