The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

This is a painting that belongs to him and her.

Recorded the memories of the first time the two met.

When a person came to the study room and sat in front of the office chair, Qing Muchen couldn't help but pick up the painting of Moxier and looked at it again.

Looking at the pair in the painting quietly, his lips swelled and looked good.

He spent a little time sitting in the study room. When he came out, Moxier had already slept.

The light in the room was very dark, not completely closed, leaving a small day and night to light up, it seems to be reserved for him.

Qing Muchen took the door back and stared at the bed quietly. She looked at the only light in the room. In the dark, he fumbled to the bed. It was rare once today. After going to bed. Did not harass her.

Moxier slept very hard, and when he woke up, he was eight o'clock the next morning.

After washing, I went downstairs to prepare breakfast. Just down the stairs, a maid suddenly took a large bunch of Charlotte and walked over to her.

"Little lady, this is yours!" Smiling and handing the flowers in her hand to the maid, the maid turned and left.

Moxier stared at the flowers in her arms and saw Charlotte. Even without looking at the name on the card, she also guessed the person who sent the flowers.

Although Moxier has grown from a small beauty to a big one, there are few people who give flowers to her.

Qing Muchen may not know that he is the only one.

The rest, not Moxier is not good enough, but not so daring.

The identity of Moxier, just listening, has already made many people feel sorrowful, let alone pursue.

And Qing Muchen sent her flowers, almost every time is Charlotte.

The bouquets are very fresh, all with flower buds that are waiting to be placed, even with a dew aroma.

Moxier leaned over and kissed gently, and the corner of his lips couldn't help but curl up.

"Hey, tweed!" next to it, a screaming sound could not help but sound.

Qing Chen dust came over here, took the flowers in the hands of Moxier, and sniffed up and smelled it. He did not spit out the face of Qing Muchen. "I finally opened up, knowing that the wife is happy!" ”

Moxier was stunned by his words, and he stunned. The corner of his eye was slanting, and not far away, he was looking at Qing Muchen who came to this side.

Qing Muchen didn't feel too embarrassed, nor did he deny the words of Qing Chenchen. He walked over to the side and took the flowers in his hands back into the hands of Moxier. He replied scornfully. "Are you busy today?"

"Fortunately, things haven't been much lately." Qing Qingduhe smiled at him.

"Is it?" Qing Muchen snorted coldly, his eyes slanted to him, and he sullenly said, "The things I owe in the past few days are also responsible for it!"

"I remembered, Schloo looked for me and something!" Qing Chen dusted his head, and when he didn't hear him, he turned and went straight.

As soon as his footsteps disappeared, Qing Muchen felt that his ears were quiet.

When the big hand passed over Moxier, he pulled her toward the table. "Wake up and dine, if you have nothing to do, I will go to the company with me."

"Good." Moxier is very cooperative with him today.

Unlike other big families, Qingjia has to wait for everyone in the family to sit up and start.

The three meals of the Qing family are divided into batches, whoever solves the problem in a hurry.

When the two were dining, the rest of the Qing family seemed to have gone out.

At the table, as usual, there is still only him and her.