The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Shi Yanyang is one meter tall, tall, not fat, but the meat on his body is very strong.

Tong Yan’s clothes were worn on him, and the original loose coat was wearing a tight-fitting effect.

When the clothes are tight, his firm texture just shows up.

Mickey's pattern, coupled with his figure, body, Tong Yan stared at him for a while, for a moment did not hold back, "噗" and laughed.

She didn't want to make fun of him. She knew how to make fun of this kind of person.

Just, watching such a big contrast, I still have no control.

The giggling laughter, like the rhythm of the strings slowly sounding, is very sweet when it rings in a quiet room.

"Is it funny?" Shi Yanyang squinted and his voice was cold.

"Cough!" Tong Yan light coughed, strong grip on the laughter that had not been exported, and converged his face, "No."

"That's going on!" Shi Yanyang squinted at the hem of his clothes, which he hadn't finished, and asked for expression.

Tong Yanzheng was just a face, and his face was light and his face continued to help him organize his T-shirt.

Pulling down, trying to smooth, his eyes swept over the bath towel he hadn't solved, and all her movements suddenly stopped.

I want to pull my hand back, my wrist is cold and I can't be restrained by Shi Yangyang, the cold voice, the cold sounds above her head, "Continue!"

Tong Yan’s hand that he held was very stiff, and his face, which had just eased, was all solidified.

Shi Yanyang did not see the change of her face, and the big hand pressed her, driving her to continue to organize herself.

Helping him pull the clothes flat, he pulled her hand and led her to explore the towel that was still wrapped around her.

The big hand wrapped her, the slender five fingers covered her thin, white fingers, and he led her step by step to solve the bow that was twisted on the towel.

The child's face is stiff and his movements are allowed. The chest is like being slammed by something. After another, there is a strong vibration, which seems to break the chest.

Shi Yanyang's gaze was slightly squinted, and she squinted at her, and her lips swayed up without a trace.

Tong Yan's body is as stiff as a piece of wood, and the delicate face is so red that it will be red.

Her skin is white and clear, and when it's under the light, it looks like a halo, and the red smudges are reflected on the cheeks, which is eye-catching.

Shi Yanyang didn't know when to start, and he liked to admire her blush.

Seeing her blush, his mood will be as comfortable as being in a breeze.

The hand drove her, and he was still leading her to pull the knot of her bath towel.

His knot was a little bit hard, and Tong Yan was passive and unresolved.

An action that was short and simple, it was hard to solve it in a few minutes.

Shi Yanyang did not seem to be anxious, waiting patiently for her.

Tong Yan’s hand stuck stiffly on his bath towel for a while, and seemed to want to take it back directly.

However, just after the impulse, Shi Yanyang seemed to expect her reaction, and stopped her hand at the right time.

Tong Yan’s hand was so stiff there, the two men were deadlocked for a while, and Tong Yan’s helplessness turned her face to the side and could only continue to help him.

In fact, she has never done this kind of thing. It seems that there is no need to be too embarrassed.

Besides, when I was young, I should have seen it. I haven’t seen it before. He is no different from other men. She doesn’t seem to need to be too awkward.