The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

In fact, Qing Muchen knew very well that her words could not be true.

However, even under such a premise, she heard her say so, his mood, like suddenly met a piece of sunshine, suddenly a lot of pleasure.

Even if it is a lie, his heart is still like being gently hit by something.

Is she pleasing him?

"Come here!" The dark ink gaze at her, and he hooked a finger at her.

Moxier’s body trembled slightly, and there was a bad foreboding.

Qing Muchen leaned against the wall and reminded again, "Come here!"

Moxier hesitated, reluctantly, but still involved his legs and slowly walked toward him.

Qing Muchen stretched her arms, and as she approached, she took her into her arms, and her face tilted in her direction, her lips gently kissing her forehead.

His kiss, light and faint, is not as hot as every night when the two get along with each other. It is as soft as a breeze. It seems that there is also a faint glimpse of a pet.

Moxier unexpectedly did not hate his kiss like this.

"Do you like this villa?" Qing Muchen's arm kept her posture, the idle hand, lazy to pick up her falling hair and play.

"My mom took me to look at it last time. I just thought that the house is empty and empty. It is better to use the decoration occasionally." Moxier hangs a long eyelash and faint.

"Is it?" Qing Muchen leaned over and buried her face in her hair and kissed her.

He likes the taste of her body, faint, like the scent of Burmese flowers.

The floral fragrance that is inconsistent with her temperament, with a touch of sweetness, with a touch of matte, when smelling, inexplicably makes people feel warm.

It is easy to hit the floral fragrance of a man's heart, which is completely different from her high cold, and the girlish atmosphere is very rich.

Qing Muchen sighed deeply in the smell of her hair, and she couldn’t help but float. "Is this Mrs. Qing want to live alone?"

Moxier’s body in his arms was slightly stiff.

The face is really big!

How much narcissism does this think?

"Think more, just boring when you are bored." Lifting her face, she poured him a cold water.

However, Qing Muchen did not take her words seriously. "Is it? Miss Mo is not embarrassed!"

After a pause, and added to himself, "The woman is always so awkward!"

His words, do not know whether it is ridicule or really misunderstood the original intention of Moxier designing the villa.

Moxier heard a hot face, raised his neck, raised his face and made his eyes flush with him. She whispered angrily. "All said no!"

Did not give him a chance to return, violently pushed him away, she turned and went straight downstairs.

Qing Muchen stood stiff and stood by her for a while and never returned to God.

Is she yelling at him?

She dared to marry him!

Just, why does the tone sound like this?

Qing Muchen was embarrassed by her expression.

Looking at the back of her leaving, she lost her eyes, and her lips smacked.

This feeling, he is actually not annoying.

Outside the corridor, a figure just passed outside the door.

When passing by the door, the footsteps stopped, and the side turned over. The man outside the house stared at the squad in the house and glanced at it. The mouth was directly ironic. "Brother, you look so stupid!"