The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Her face changed very quickly, and before she had a leisurely look, after looking at him, she almost converges at the second speed.

Qing Muchen put the documents in his hand on hold, stood up, and walked to the leather sofa next to him. He faintly pointed at her, "Come here!"

Moxier’s chest was knocked down by something, staring at him, sitting in his position and not moving.

"Come here!" Qing Muchen seems to have patience today, repeating again.

Moxier didn't want to follow his orders, but she squinted at the door far away from her, and she slowly stood up.

The speed of Qing Muchen, she has seen it.

She knows very well that if she wants to do something, he will successfully block all her roads before she escapes from the door.

Her footsteps are very slow, she seems to be a little nervous, the pace is stiff and the visual vision of Qing Muchen is seen.

Such a woman, let him suddenly think of the two of her first night that night.

It is also so cautious, nervous or accidentally scared by him.

When he was used to seeing Moxier and him horizontally, he suddenly saw her soft side. Qing Muchen did not know what he was doing, and his heart suddenly softened.

Like the spring water slowly swaying, the original cold heart lake, suddenly opened the gentleness of the cockroach.

“Don't work?” Moxier tried to separate himself.

"How is work more important than your wife?" Qing Muchen raised his eyebrows.

"Do not disturb you?" Moxier said again.

"It doesn't matter." The faint words, the answer is even more serious.

Moxier was helpless and could only continue to lean towards the scalp and approach him.

Came to his side, Qing Muchen seems to be a little anxious, pulling her into a collision in her arms, pressing her back to the sofa behind her, raised her hand and wanted to tear the skirt on her body.

Some of Moxier did not adapt to his direct way. Before he moved, she stopped him at the right time. "Will we leave here tonight?"

She is more concerned about whether it will be convenient to stay directly tonight.

Can not go out of the island, the relationship is directly related to her ability to do protective measures.

When she came to the island, she did not bring any after-effects with him. He should be like her, and did not prepare for protective measures.

Moxier was afraid of being like the last time because he delayed the time to take the medicine in time.

She thinks a lot, however, Qing Muchen does not seem to want to entangle this problem with her.

"Look at the situation!" I replied vaguely to her, even when she didn't give her too much reaction, she opened her hand and his hand directly tore the clothes on her body -

His movements are simple, rude, and direct.

Moxier stiffly lay on the sofa, letting him ravage on himself, her head was groggy.

This building is a secret place for the night, and the entire floor is owned by Qing Muchen.

Under normal circumstances, if you do not want to take the initiative, no one will come to bother.

Only he and her environment, Qing Muchen probably had no worries, and began to plan to stop.

Moxier was like a crumbling foliage, and he was almost torn apart by his toss.

For a few hours, when did it end, she didn't know.

After a few minutes of rest in a groggy and short time, when I woke up, the sky outside was already dark.