The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The world is as big as if he and she are left.

Moxier inexplicably likes the current environment.

The narrow space belongs to her and his small world.

Qing Muchen’s speed is very slow today. Unlike the past when he was angry, the car was like a horse that couldn’t be taken off the road. It was running all the way.

Probably for reasons of safety, Moxi had a rare experience of his slow speed.

The hospital went to the Moh family a little, and Moxi was bored and fumbled to open the music in the car.

Very soothing English, the classic old song "When-You-Love-Me", the slow-moving melody, and the sound of rain outside, like a chord, very nice.

Moxier leaned back against the chair, listening to music, and couldn't help but look at the direction of Qing Muchen.

Looking at his still cold face, she did not know what happened to her, but she had an impulse to explain.

Moxier knew that his correct approach should be misunderstood by him. He thought about what he thought, so he thought, so after the divorce, the two talents were broken.

However, she didn't even think about it, and the impulse to clarify, so she broke through her throat and broke out of her mouth. "I and Mo Zhen are not what you think."

The hand of Qing Muchen driving the car shook, and the speed seemed to slow down.

"Ink is not a person who will intervene in other people's marriages. If he really has this heart, he will not look for the missing me at the command of his father." Moxier thought about it and explained it.

Qing Muchen’s face, which was all quick and gentle, suddenly tightened after her words.

Doesn't she know that Mo Yan went to find her and just ordered her father?

When Moxier saw that his face was wrong, he realized that he had said something, and suddenly he was a little annoyed.

Is she getting darker and darker?

Moxier suddenly realized that her and Qing Muchen's thinking were not on a channel.

What she wants to express seems to be in the opposite direction with his understanding.

The more the explanation, the less explained, the Moxier was too lazy to explain.

Whatever he wants, let him follow him!

What does she care about his feelings?

Looking away from the window, Moxier closed his mouth and said nothing.

Qing Muchen took a cool look back from her and continued to focus on driving her own car.

The road to the mountains on a rainy day slipped, and it was not good to go. He did not drive the car to the small villa in Sicily, but the Mohist family.

"Qing Shaoye, Miss is back!" The car was quite steady at the gate. Several bodyguards took the umbrella and walked up to help open the doors of the two men. One of the umbrellas was handed to Moxier.

Moxier took the umbrella and wanted to go straight to the house. After the eyes of the eyes squinted at the eyes, regardless of the murder of the rain, the step at the foot stopped, and she stepped back and walked over to him.

Came to his side, her umbrella in her hand was halfway to the top of his head, "Go in!"

She is actually purely good intentions. However, it is a mocking look that Qing Muchen returns to her.

Moxi was stunned and almost took the umbrella off his head.

What did she do wrong?

"I don't want to be a prostitute!" Qing Muchen took back his sight and satirized a sentence. He straightened his back and went straight to the house.

Moxier stiffened in the same place, and it took him a while to reflect his words.

He regards her behavior as if she does not want her father and mother to worry about their marriage. Deliberately show their love to people?