Twin Treasures From Heaven: Daddy Dotes on His Wife 1v1

Four o'clock in the morning.

Luo Qiqi's cell phone rang on time, she reached out her hand to take it out of her pocket and hung it up.

Her eyes were staring at the ceiling in a daze. Before her head could react, she subconsciously turned her head to look to her side, and her pupils instantly met the deep eyes of the man beside him who was still a bit angry.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Luo Qiqi's brain slowly recovered from the shutdown state, and the experience of last night flashed like a wind.

She seemed to fall asleep with her little milk bag in her arms... She scratched her head, her memory was fragmented, but why were they on the same bed?Can anyone explain? ?
At this time, the little milk bag was still sleeping on the bed, Luo Qiqi seemed to be struck by lightning, her face was full of mixed flavors, like a palette, changing back and forth.

Luo Qiqi blinked and blinked her big eyes, she reached out tremblingly to pinch the face of the man lying beside her.

There is temperature...not a dream...

She sat up from the bed in a jerk, and hurriedly checked whether her clothes had changed.

After confirming that it was correct, she turned angrily and pointed at the man lying beside her, "You...why are you sleeping on my bed!"

Qin Ao was in a surprisingly good mood when he saw the girl's irritable and depressed appearance. He stood up and opened the collar of his shirt loosely, revealing his strong chest.

Luo Qiqi looked down along the neckline, the big slit of the shirt directly looked at the abdomen, and she could vaguely see the strong and strong abdominal muscles...

Luo Qiqi's breath was stagnant, how could she watch this scene so early in the morning, she would get angry!

She quickly looked away and turned around, but because she was not stable by the bed, she fell directly from the bed, and her ass almost burst into flowers.

Qin Ao raised his eyes slightly, leaned over from his clothes to look at the girl, and said with a strong word, "You're mistaken, this is my room."

Luo Qiqi gritted her teeth angrily, "You are really shameless! You are the one who refused to let me go!"

Glancing at the time on the wall, it was four past five.

It suddenly occurred to him that he would arrive at Wang's house at five o'clock today to put on makeup for the bride, and if he didn't go there, he would be late and lose money.

Luo Qiqi got up from the ground in twos and threes, and installed the phone, "Then my suspicion is cleared? Thank you so much for letting me go. Sure enough, men are big pigs, there is nothing wrong with this sentence! "

After finishing speaking, he tidied his messy hair and hurried out.

Fortunately, the swamp was a dead sleeper and was not woken up. He just turned over and continued to sleep.

Qin Ao stared at the girl's back, squinted his eyes, and a ready-to-move light flashed in his pupils, as if locking prey, the inevitable light made people feel terrified.

Suddenly, the girl who walked to the door suddenly turned her head. She glanced back and forth on the bed, but she never found the little milk bag.

"What's the matter?" Qin Ao got up from the bed, and buttoned up his buttons slowly.

"What about the... swamp?"
"I had a fever in the middle of the night yesterday, and I just carried her to the next door." The man said lightly.

The veins on Luo Qiqi's forehead were throbbing, and a few words came out from between her teeth, "Since the next door is on holiday again, why don't you go to the next door..."

Qin Ao lied without changing his face, "You dragged me and refused to let me go."

As if to make the girl believe what she said, she imitated her appearance last night, turning around and showing the scratches on the corner of her clothes for her to see.

In an instant, Luo Qiqi's face flushed red.

When she sleeps, she has to hold on to something in order to fall asleep.

Because the little milk bag also has this habit, Luo Qiqi feels that she and this little guy are very hit-and-miss.

Luo Qiqi who had nothing to say opened the door and ran out in a hurry.

Qin Ao stood by the window, buttoned his chest and wrists, and then stuffed his shirt into his trousers.

Two minutes later, the slender figure outside the clubhouse hurried out, took a taxi, and left quickly.

With a little smile in his eyes, Qin Ao watched the taxi drive out of sight.

He turned back to the head of the bed and picked up his coat.

Last night, she didn't hold onto the hem of her clothes, but held onto the swamp.

In order to take the swamp away, Qin Ao coaxed the big and the young patiently.

In the end, she had no choice but to replace her son with herself, let her hug herself, and let her son go. Unexpectedly, this trick really worked.

Someone knocked on the door, Qin Ao restrained his expression, and replied coldly, "Come in."

Qin Ze came in with the data analysis samples and survey results, quietly looked around the room, and found that the girl had left last night.

He handed over the document, stood aside and looked at Qin Ao carefully.

"You are full of energy." Qin Ao flipped through the results, speaking in a chilly voice.

Qin Ze touched his nose, suppressed the smile on his lips, "It's okay, okay."

Last night, he saw with his own eyes how Qin Zong coaxed women.

He has been with Qin Ao for nearly ten years, and he has never seen him patiently say more than ten words to a woman.

But last night, he not only coaxed, but also hugged the girl, tsk tsk tsk, the sun really came out from the west.

Could it be that Mr. Qin's spring has arrived?

How could Qin Ao not know his plan, and took the document back to Qin Ze's hands, his eyes and tone were full of threats, "Shut up if you shouldn't say it."

"Yes, yes, sir, I won't talk nonsense with Mrs. Qin." Qin Ze quickly expressed his opinion.

After all, the blind dates arranged at the other end of the family have been arranged from the clubhouse to the center of the capital, but the boss has never seen any of them.

It was obvious that he had a different attitude towards the girl last night, and he must have other thoughts.

The boss is 30 years old this year, and since the young master came to this house, he has kept his distance from women even more.

It's time to find a hostess for your own home, this is called life.

On the other side, Luo Qiqi put on simple makeup for herself while the taxi was waiting for a red light.

Staring at the red light that was about to jump, he grabbed his hair neatly with his fingers and curled it into a ball head skillfully.

Looking down at the wrinkled white T-shirt on his body, he tugged helplessly and could only make do with it.

The Qin family's mansion is located in the wealthy area in the east of the city with beautiful mountains and rivers.

When Luo Qiqi arrived, it was already [-]:[-] in the morning, the bride's house was decorated with lights and festoons, and the sky was full of excitement.

Makeup artists, photographers and photographers have already prepared everything and are waiting downstairs.

The nine bridesmaids lived in Qin's house one day in advance, and today they also have to make up in advance to prepare the details of the wedding.

Luo Qiqi carried the heavy makeup tools upstairs, but at the corner of the stairs, she happened to bump into a bridesmaid walking towards her.

The girl's white bridesmaid's dress was knee-length, and her off-shoulder accentuated her fair neck, which was slender and charming, and the most dazzling face was undoubtedly the face that looked exactly like Luo Qiqi.

When Luo Chuchu saw Luo Qiqi, a surprised smile appeared on her face, "Sister, are you Meier's makeup artist? What a coincidence, I am her bridesmaid today, we sisters are really destined."

She looked down at Luo Qiqi condescendingly, just like Luo Qiqi begged her to let that little bastard go on the delivery table five years ago.

The corners of Luo Qiqi's lips curled up, she walked up the last step of the stairs and stood opposite Luo Chuchu.

Although the two looked similar in Luo appearance, Luo Qiqi was a head taller than Luo Chuchu. Even though Luo Chuchu was wearing eight centimeter high heels, she couldn't compare to Luo Chuchu who was wearing flat shoes.

Luo Qiqi pulled the corners of her lips and laughed coldly, imitating how Luo Chuchu looked down on her just now, and said each word, "Qiqi's necklace is so beautiful."

Her gaze fell on the cherry ruby ​​necklace on Luo Chuchu's neck. The ruby ​​as big as a fingernail was shining brightly. She would never forget this necklace for the rest of her life.

It was a relic left to Luo Qiqi by Luo Qiqi's mother.