The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Crossing her like a messy pajamas that had just been robbed, and then to her childish cartoon cotton mop, the person who was hit was stagnation.

Quiet and quiet in the hallway.

Quiet, only two people breathe each other.

Tong Yan didn't know who she was hitting. After a few seconds, her eyes fixed on her toes and she showed a piece of cotton tow. She seemed to be uncomfortable, and the pink and delicate toes unnaturally swayed.

"Sorry!" Pulling his pajamas, finishing the grooming, trying to play with the long hair that blocked his sight, one hand pushed her hand away at a faster speed than her, and the fingertips were slow. The ground, a small squatting, made her messy long hair.

The speed of the other party is very slow. When the fingertips are moving, the skin of the child's cheeks is gently rubbed from time to time.

The cold touch on the fingertips, through the thin skin of the child's face, penetrates into her blood vessels, spreading all the way to the heart, like a fist, gently tapping gently at the deepest part of her heart.

Quietly feeling the temperature of the other's fingertips, Tong Yan shocked, the back of the ridge was obviously stiff, and his face was lifted up.

The other party is still helping her to organize messy long hair, slow movements, but nuanced, even one or two on her eyelashes are not missed.

It is like a layer of curtains being uncovered, accompanied by a slowly widening horizon, and the other's face is slowly magnified in the pupil of the child's face.

Familiar facial features, familiar indifference, and even the temperature at the fingertips are familiar to her.

He is back!

Like thousands of fireworks and fires bloom in front of the eyes, Tong Yan stunned the mood of the whole night, and suddenly it became bright.

Suddenly raised his face, he leaned close to him in his arms, letting his movements, the look of the child's face burst into a bright, almost open arms and slammed into his arms.

However, as soon as she returned to reality and thought about the current relationship between the two, all her impulses were all held back.

Deeply conditioning the lower breath, spent a lot of effort to calm down his own fluctuating mood, she coughed, calmed her face, and made herself look as good as possible. "Is things solved?" ?"

She concealed all her emotions well, and her heart was turbulent, but her face was so light that it didn't matter much.

What she does not know is that her current image has long been dysfunctional.

At least, Shi Yanyang has known Tong Yan for so many years and has not seen her so rash.

"Yeah." He rubbed a small plaque against her cheeks and he slammed her.

"That's good, Shi Shushu don't have to worry about it." Tong Yan's eyes and his staggered, some unnaturally geography of his forehead hair.

She didn't know if she hadn't woken up yet or was suddenly shocked by Shi Yangyang. She still didn't buffer it. The clothes were still messy as if they could slip down at any time and didn't notice. He was ready to go downstairs.

The footsteps just stepped out, but they were stunned back.

"What's wrong?" Raised her face, she looked at his eyes a little innocent.

Shi Yanyang watched for a few seconds on her bare shoulders exposed in the air. Without any explanation, she suddenly hugged her.

One of the abrupt movements made Tong Yan’s heart beat and jump.

The body was suspended, and all the weight was given to his arms. She seemed to be a little unresponsive to the current situation.