The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Then, slowly, "There are many colors in the future, except for the gray in the imagination of Miss Ms. There are still thousands of colorful gestures!" The fingertips slowly moved down her face and paused. He, he screamed out, "For example, Miss Mo can imagine how to do the duty of being a wife!"

After a pause, the position of the abdomen, and continue to move down, "For example, Miss Mo can study how to please their husband!"

The fingertips stayed at her slender neck, and the fingertips stroking the skin of her petals that seemed to drip out the water, he said again. "For example, Miss Mo can study the various postures she likes, if not wanting When you take the initiative, give it to me!"

His words are actually quite shameless.

To put it bluntly, no one is not related to him.

He seems to please him as one of her compulsory courses.

The face that Moxier has been calming down is not very good-looking after his words.

Shameless!

shameless!

Qing Muchen looked at her pale and white face, and her mood was much better.

He still likes to see what she is now, than she was so light.

He likes her when she is angry.

Every time at this time, she saw his violent mood as if he had drunk a bottle of ice water.

Moxier fights shamelessly, but he doesn't want to grind his skin in this respect, and continues to use his own food.

Outside the door, the door knocked loudly.

It seems that the person who sent the things from the ink sputum came.

Moxier stood up, no matter what Qing Muchen, opened the door and took the tray in.

The servant prepared her with Korean noodles, spicy sauce soup, and stir-fried seafood. The fragrance is very rich.

It is all about her taste.

I don't have to guess that she knows that it is made by people.

Thinking of Mo Yan, Mo Xier is warm in his heart.

The lips were lightly hooked, completely ignoring the existence of Qing Muchen. She sat down and continued to use her own meal.

She seems to be very fragrant, and when she eats noodles, she will make a slap in the face, and it seems that she is not affected by him.

This kind of look, she is inexplicably seen in the glory of Chen Muchen.

Especially when listening to the sound of her noodles in her ear.

The nerves in the ears of Qing Muchen were offended and uncomfortable.

In fact, to be precise, as long as Moxier is happy, he looks dissatisfied.

His psychology is so distorted, her happiness seems to hinder him, only to her.

Not for others.

Tengdi sat down in front of her, and Qing Muchen’s gaze swept in front of her, and her long arm stretched out and grabbed her face.

"Let people prepare a bowl!" Didn't care about the face she had eaten, took the chopsticks in her hand and he ate it.

He was eating fast, sucking and sucking, and a few times, the bowl of noodles was basically halfway.

"I asked someone to do something else!" Moxier looked stiff and looked at his movements. Before the last point was about to be solved by him, she looked disgusted and tried to push his face away. She flashed sideways to avoid her movements.

He didn't know how much wine he had tonight, and he still had a lot of alcohol.

Moxier did not like this taste. After the body approached him, the adjustment was reflexively retracted.