The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The road ahead of the two is only fifty meters.

But it took more than ten minutes to walk down.

How to go, Moxi children do not know.

When I entered the house, my body was completely wet.

"I will take a shower first!" The umbrella in the handle was placed next to her. She changed her slippers and went upstairs.

Qing Muchen behind him seems to be ready to take a leg and go upstairs. However, seeing her movements, she has already stretched out her legs and received it back.

Moxier went up and did not come out for a long time.

The time that a woman takes up the bathroom has always been long, bubble bathing, blowing her hair, tossing and tossing, and it took dozens of minutes to pass.

Moxier only cares about himself, and for a moment he forgot that Qing Muchen was drenched.

Changed to clean clothes, wrapped in a coat from the upstairs, Qing Muchen is still in the living room.

His clothes are very wet, and a large circle around him is all water stains.

Moxier stared at him on the stairs and looked at him. His eyes glanced at the water stains around him. He was a little embarrassed. "I washed."

Qing Muchen only glanced at her in a cool manner. She did not express any opinion on her for a long time, and crossed her upstairs.

He didn't come down after going upstairs for a long time.

Moxier thought that he might be busy with his own affairs and ignored it. All afternoon and evening time spent all downstairs.

I have been chatting with my father for a long time. When I returned to my bedroom upstairs, it was already twelve o'clock.

The light in the room was only a small squat, and Qing Muchen was lying on the bed, his eyes squatting and seemed to have slept.

Hard once, he actually slept earlier than her.

Moxier still didn't care, and when he opened the sheet, he slept.

When she was awake, she was lying on a bed with Qing Muchen, how far it was to stay with him, and how far he would stay with him.

Two people in the middle of a bed, a sleeping outside, so until midnight, Moxi fell asleep, probably sleepy, and followed the heat source to sleep in the arms of Qing Muchen.

She is not conscious at all, but where is the warmth where to drill.

The whole person was close to his arms, and she slept for a few more minutes, as if she was shocked, and she doubled up.

The hand groped in the darkness to the man's face, and Moxier's palm was posted on his side and his forehead. "Qing Muchen!"

The man lying next to him did not answer, and there was only a heavy gasp in the room.

Too much breathing sound, unlike people under normal circumstances, it is more like...

Have a fever?

Moxier’s hand once again explored his forehead and felt the hotness of his palm. She seemed to be splashed with ice. For a moment, she was completely sleepy.

It’s hot!

"Wait, I will help you find the medicine!" Did not do any thinking, opened the sheet, got out of bed, groped for the light on the bedside, she found the medicine box in the room, did not find antipyretics, took a strip The towel went downstairs.

After a few minutes, she ran up and sat down beside him. She placed the towel on his forehead.

Qing Muchen’s eyes are like awkwardness, and I don’t know if I am asleep or awake.

Moxier sat quietly watching him, and his heart jumped very fast.

A big man, a man who has always been a good physique, what is it? What is so worrying?

Moxier is very aware of the physical condition of Qing Muchen, but, feeling the temperature of his body, she was scared by him.