The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

She built her own mentality, and she slammed his bath towel down.

Her movements are very fast, as if she was afraid of having too many touches with him. After she solved it, she wanted to retract her hand.

When I took it out of the T-shirt, because of the disorderly movement, the fingertips seemed to accidentally touch something.

At this time, Tong Yan’s head was full of chaos, and it seemed like something was flying, and there was no time to distinguish it.

There was a clear sound in the room, and the breathing temperature on her face seemed to be higher.

His breath, burning like a burning flame, the place where the child's face was smashed by him, a hot, seems to be burning.

Tong Yan suddenly raised her face and stared at him and looked at it.

A few seconds of blank in the head, reacting to what I just encountered, she was hit by a lightning bolt, and her body suddenly stiffened.

"I, I just didn't mean it." The lips moved hard and Tong Yan tried to explain.

Just, the words to the lips, suddenly felt redundant.

He did not mention, what did she mention?

Shi Yanyang did not hear her words, her eyes staring at her.

"It's not too early, you should sleep first!" Tong Yan was uncomfortable when he saw him. He turned his back and wanted to pretend that nothing had happened to his sofa. His footsteps had just begun. The wrist was cold and the man behind him was pulled.

Tong Yan’s heart jumped and the back was very straight.

She didn't talk, just quietly waiting for his next words.

Her heartbeat was very fast, and it hit the chest strongly, as if to jump out.

She actually didn't even know what he wanted to say next. Why did she have such a mentality? She didn't know.

Shi Yanyang’s hand slammed her hand tightly, rubbing her on her fingertips, as if she was struggling.

The face of the child's face was slightly light, and he stared at him quietly.

Shi Yanyang’s lips twitched slightly, his lips twitching, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn’t know what to consider, but he didn’t say anything at all.

Tong Yan’s mood followed his swaying lips and looked at the lips that he finally slammed. Her heart seemed to be splashed with a cold water, and the expectation of just swelling suddenly disappeared.

Sinking and breathing, pushing his hand away, she turned her back to the sofa and went straight to the sofa. "Sleep, get up early tomorrow morning, everyone sees it bad!"

Only a faint sentence, she hugged her quilt into the sofa.

Shi Yanyang’s hand still kept her posture, and stood still in the motion, and did not know what to think in her head.

Tong Yan’s back to him, his body shrinking into the sofa, and the arms holding the sheets were tight.

This year's Christmas, why do you feel so much colder than in previous years?

Shi Yanyang stood in the middle of the room for a long time. When the child's face was drowsy, he walked toward her in a few steps. He hugged her up and took her to the bed and bent over. She put it in bed.

"Girls, don't be so wronged at all times." A faint voice, like talking to himself.

Helping her to lick the sheet, he turned his back and turned to the sofa.

Tong Yan’s sofa is too small for girls.

His man is lying up, obviously not long enough.

He didn't seem to care, and there was no sound after lying flat.