The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Her movements, careful, did not blame him for not saying.

This is probably her lowest sigh of relief when he has known him for so long.

The Moh is high on the top, everyone holds in the palm of his hand, the princess who has always been used to pride, for the first time in front of people whisper!

Such a woman, even if she used to be a maid in the past, never had it!

However, Qing Muchen did not look at her.

I don't know if it was unintentional or intentional. When Moxier looked down at the mess, he snorted and his cup fell again.

The ground that had just been cleaned up by her, the "哗" was getting wet again.

Moxier stared at the large pieces of water on the ground and looked at his eyes. His face was stiff for a few seconds, and his face suddenly lifted up.

"Qing Muchen, are you enough?" His eyes looked at him with anger, and her nephew seemed to be breathing fire.

The action of Qing Muchen’s meal paused, and the tableware was put on hold. Jun’s face slowly passed, and tonight, her eyes turned to her for the first time.

He looked at him and his eyes stayed on her for a long time.

Just looking at her, her eyes swam in her face, silenced for a while, and the cool lips slowly groaned.

"What have I done too much?"

His voice was very indifferent, the night was like a bleak, every word was all disdain for her words.

It seems to tell her that his behavior is too much?

Moxier was asked by him, and the fire that was still in his stomach suddenly caught in his throat.

What does he mean?

Qing Muchen did not explain too much to his own words, and he continued to use the tableware while holding the tableware.

At the end of a simple meal, she didn't look at her behind her. He went straight upstairs.

When Moxier went upstairs, it was half past ten.

The room was dark and he seemed to have slept.

Moxier stood at the door and suddenly did not want to go in.

She did not like the atmosphere between Qing and Chen, and she was so depressed that she could not breathe.

Standing at the door for a while, I wanted to find another room for myself. The door was just pulled up, but it was suddenly pulled open by the inside.

The strength of the other side is very strong, and Moxier has not even returned to the gods. The people have been driven into the house and planted.

Moxier's face changed. When I saw the people in the house, I didn't want to brake. The whole person wandered into the other's arms and fell over.

Since the marriage, her embrace of Qing Muchen has become accustomed to nature.

Moxier held his arms in a reflective position with his arms open.

When the two bodies collided, she seemed to squat, and the man inside was squatting.

Moxier’s head responded quickly. I thought that the two were still in the cold war. The arm was flustered and wanted to recover. It was just twitching, but the wrist was detained at a faster speed.

Moxi was stunned and his face was lifted up.

She looked at him as if she was somewhat confused about his behavior.

Qing Muchen’s hand that caught her wrist was very hard. Both hands pressed her, and then gently, the body of Moxi’s slightly evacuated body once again slammed into his arms.

He just banned her, it seems that she did not let go of her.

Moxier was not willing to twitch again in his hands several times.

"let me go!"

Qing Muchen seems to be inaudible and turned a deaf ear to her words.

Moxier was slightly annoyed, and the anger that was screaming at dinner slammed out again.

"Qing Muchen, what do you want?"