The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

In Tong Yan’s head, he took out a lot of ideas and asked him directly. He made the atmosphere for himself to say, or was he side-by-side?

However, she was eventually denied by her.

In love, she does not want to even ask for the words "I love you."

Calm down her face and press the undulating mood, she poured herself a glass of red wine.

She was a little anxious to drink, and she seemed to be indignant. After a cup was finished, the goblet in her hand slammed on the table, and the sound made was heard throughout the cabin.

Shi Yanyang squinted at her, staring at her and staring at her, her face stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Tong Yan didn't want to talk to him. He glanced at him, curled up on the sofa, wrapped himself in a quilt and closed his eyes and took a nap. "Call me!"

Five hours, it is not difficult, and it will soon pass.

She didn't sleep well last night and was given a toss.

She only married for two days. She suddenly understood that Fang Chi Xia often went to school with dark circles early in the morning, and yawned all day long like a person who had not slept for several months.

This is what she is now.

It was only for one night, but it seemed to be connected for a few months. The whole person could not mention the spirit.

It’s really tired to do this kind of thing!

Not generally tired!

Tong Yan suddenly did not understand, and also did this kind of thing, and even contributed to the side of the party, why do you feel so spirited at any time and place?

The child's face is groggy, and this sleep is very heavy.

When I woke up, the man had already got off the plane.

Surrounded by a thick floral scent, accompanied by the breath of the sea breeze, and the waves "啪嗒", "啪嗒" impacted the sound of the coastline.

Tong Yan stunned, and the closed doubles opened.

The place is a white sandy beach.

At night, look around and there is no one on the beach.

Surrounded by white gauze.

Along the top of the veil, the warm white LED lights are like the stars in the dark night, shining a little.

The place where she was lying was a flower bed made up of thousands of roses. The red and flaming color, like a soft red carpet, rendered the night of the beach with a passionate fire.

The sea breeze blew in, the overhanging veil was blown away by the wind, and the veil was a carpet of rose petals, long, along the place where she was lying, spreading all the way to the end of a small villa.

Tong Yan’s line of sight slowly wandered around, staring at the scene around him for a while, and his lips curled slightly.

Already in Bali.

Legend has it that the stars of all countries are the favorite places to marry.

The prestigious honeymoon paradise, even the air on the island, is full of sweet and sweet atmosphere.

This is a small island that has left the footprints of countless couples and newlyweds.

A place about love.

At the end of the flower garden, Shi Yanyang walked toward her step by step. In the dark night, Mo Yan played the night sky.

His footsteps are very gentle, step by step, like a wind, gently picking up the scattered petals on the ground, the fiery red rose, blown away by the wind, fluttering, passing the cheeks of the child's face along the place where he walked. Sweet and greasy floral, rich, but not annoying.

"You are awake!" came to her, kneeling in front of her, and he reached out a hand to her.